"Don't kill me, please."

Hu He seems to have lost the function of language, and he can only say this one sentence over and over again. His face was covered with tears, and snot ran down his upper lip and into his mouth. Eventually, the pressure of death finally freed him from the shackles of fear. He roared wildly, his hands tied behind his back, his legs and feet suddenly burst out with a huge amount of strength, and with an incredible sprint speed, he turned around and ran towards the street in the distance.

As soon as his body jumped off the ground, he suddenly felt the loss of weight, and was dragged back by a huge force grabbing the back collar.

Su Hao threw the escaped prisoner to the ground, grabbed the fire axe that had been prepared in advance, and aimed it at Hu He's strong left leg and cut it off.

The heart-rending screams pierced the silence covered by the night. The hungry zombies roaming the depths of the streets quickly picked up the source of the sound and walked slowly towards the intersection.

The broken leg lying in a pool of blood was still twitching, and it seemed to be another life that had been cut off. Hu He hugged his wound and wailed for his life, rolling back and forth on the ground. Su Hao stood next to him and watched quietly, with coldness and a trace of cruel pleasure in the depths of his eyes.

He couldn't imagine what a miserable scene would have been if he hadn't arrived in time, if the thugs had rushed into the building earlier.

Li Xiaomei was drowned alive by the semen of dozens of thugs?

Or is it that the baby in swaddling clothes is boiled into a pot and boiled into a thick soup?

This is by no means a conjecture, but it is entirely possible to turn into real cruelty.

He's seen it.

Also experienced.

Luckily, he survived.

Thinking of this, Su Hao couldn't help but tremble. He walked up to Hu He in silence, pressed his left hand on the other party's throat, and drew a knife with his right hand, making a long diagonal cut in his abdomen. Under Huhe's desperate and frightened gaze, he grabbed a piece of intestine from the wound and slowly dragged it out like a hemp rope, passing through the top of the steel nailed to the ground and wiping it all the way to the bottom.

"You're not human, you're not human, you're a ghost, you're a monster————"

Hu He felt a terrible pain in his stomach, and he wanted to climb to the steel bar to retrieve his intestines. But he didn't do that, just turned around, clung to the ground with his hands, howled, and crawled to the other end of the street.

He didn't dare to go over———— he didn't know what terrifying method Su Hao would use to torture himself, and instinctively wanted to stay away from this person. It's like a pig whose hind leg has been cut off by a butcher, it will not resist, but will only crawl into the corner of the pigsty screaming, and hide as far away as possible.

The footsteps of the zombies in the dark night became heavy and clear, and ugly and rotting faces appeared in the moonlight, and they swarmed in groups, with mosquitoes and flies circling around them and overhead, and flocked to Hu He, who was chilled and gradually blurred

Early in the morning, it started to rain lightly.

The atmosphere in the small building was dreary than usual, and the people were busier.

Tao Yuan replaced Lao Song in charge of guarding on the rooftop, and Li Xiaomei carried the baby on her back and made breakfast as usual. Han Ying's legs and feet were treated and strapped to a splint, making her unable to move. All physiological activities, including eating, can only be carried out with the help of Han Jing.

The rest of the people sat around the table in the hall, silently eating the food in their bowls.

Du Tianhao broke open the steaming steamed bun, picked up a piece of oily bean curd with chopsticks, evenly smeared it on the cross-section, closed it, and took a big bite with indescribable comfort and expectation.

He has been eating instant noodles and biscuits for more than two weeks, and he is happier now than he was in the gym.

It is indeed a miracle to be able to survive———— if Su Hao's first aid was delayed for a few more minutes yesterday, he might have been suffocated to death. In contrast, other wounds on the body were much milder.

"Hello, when we were in the supermarket, we met."

Du Tianhao tried his best to find the right words to express his inner gratitude, but the words that came out of his mouth were rigid and stiff, and he stammered. He was not good at communicating, so he could only stretch out his right hand across the table.

Su Hao put down the porridge bowl he had just drunk halfway and calmly looked at the burly strong man opposite. After being silent for more than twenty seconds, he suddenly smiled, showed his neat white teeth, and held the opposite hand hard.

"We all have to thank you. Welcome to join us! ”

The dull atmosphere at the table suddenly became lively.

"I really didn't expect this to happen."

Liao Qiu was shirtless, with a thick bandage obliquely wrapped around his chest. He clutched the broken rib and said slowly and heavily, "I didn't know you were here." Otherwise we will try to prevent it. ”

"No matter what, I should thank you."

Li Xiaomei came over with a bowl of mixed pickles and said softly, "To be honest, I was scared at the time. Although he had a gun in his hand, he completely forgot how to use it. I'm sorry your friend didn't make it back to life. ”

She was referring to fat people.

He died a horrible death beyond recognition.

The atmosphere was silent again.

"Everything is going to be fine. We have to believe in ourselves and believe in each other. Because we're friends. ”

In the last few words, Su Hao particularly accentuated his tone. At times like these, he can only use these words to encourage those who are still alive.

A hand that had been soft and cool reached out from the side, grabbed his wrist, and gradually clenched it.

It's Shinyan.

She had a faint smile on her face, some melancholy in her eyes, and an expectation that Su Hao couldn't see through

At 3:26 p.m., Su Hao pushed open the door of Lao Song's room.

He didn't die, he didn't become a zombie.

"Hey! Untie me, I'm not dead. It's very uncomfortable, and I want to drink water. ”

He had been chattering, wriggling and screaming that his neck was numb and his body ached. When Su Hao untied the rope as fast as he could, and Xinyan also brought clean water from downstairs, the old man who had just sat up suddenly stiffened and lay down on the bed.

Lao Song's forehead was very hot, and his body was like a burning fire. A thermometer measured, and the body temperature was as high as 39 degrees.

Su Hao is barely half a doctor. He rubbed himself with cold water and alcohol to cool down Lao Song, and injected some antibiotics. Tossing back and forth back and forth, at about eight o'clock in the evening, the body temperature finally dropped.

The moonlight outside the window was deserted, and the palpitating howls of corpses could still be heard in the distance.

Lao Song lay on the bed, looking through the glass at the world world that was gradually darkening outside. The wrinkled, somewhat cloudy but shrewd eyes faintly released melancholy and deep gaze.

"I can't believe I'm still alive."

Su Hao smiled, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff, and handed it over.

The old man took the cigarette, did not smoke it, turned his head, looked at him with a strange gaze, and said, "I have seen a movie called 'Twilight.'" You look a lot like the vampire inside. The only difference is that your skin is yellow and those guys are white, like unused sanitary napkins. ”

He struggled to find a clearly inappropriate word to use as a contrast.

It sounded funny, but Su Hao didn't react. He pulled out another cigarette, lit it, and smoked hard, spitting out the smoke.

Lao Song's eyes gradually oozed sour tears.

"She lost her wife more than ten years ago, and she wanted to find another one, but her daughter has always objected. We met when we were square dancing. She always called me stupid, and I always stepped on her feet. We went to the street to buy groceries together, and she loved the sweet scallion and pickled radish I made. That day, I made an appointment to play mahjong at home, I poured tea in the kitchen, and she chatted with her friends in the living room. Hearing someone shouting for help, she ran out to see that she had pressed people on the sofa and had gnawed half of her head. I was so frightened that I locked the kitchen door. She became more and more ferocious, dragging her arms from dead people and gnawing like sauced pig's trottersI had never seen her eat so much meat at once, and my friend was almost all eaten by her. Her belly was bulging like a balloon, full of meat, and her belly was so swollen that even her clothes were torn. She was lying on the couch panting, I was scared to death, no one answered the phone, and there were maniacs everywhere downstairs. I opened the door and went out, she was probably too full to stand up, but her eyes were shining red. I had to cut off her head with a kitchen knife, and the flesh squirted out of her throat and splashed everywhere. I, I never thought it would be like this, woo me, I miss her, I miss her."

Lao Song's narration was incoherent, and Su Hao smoked silently one after another. The old man's intermittent sobs, his painful and sad whimper, spread far and wide in the night sky

When the dawn and morning sun peeked into the earth from behind the night, Su Hao was already standing in front of the window, staring at the jagged cold buildings in the distance.

Strengthen people's physiology is more developed than ordinary people. Normally, the amount of sleep you spend will decrease as you increase your level of reinforcement. Taking Su Hao's current third stage of strengthening physique as an example, it only takes about four to five hours.

Push open the door and walk into the dining room downstairs, plug in the induction cooker, and put the dual-purpose steamer with cold porridge and steamed buns. With that done, he walked to the empty space in the center of the hall and began to move.

From a very young age, Su Hao has lived in the base city. There are tall and heavy walls, and all kinds of materials and equipment are also available. Of course, all this will not be provided in vain, and it will not be possible for the occupants to use it for free and without compensation. If you want protection and food, you have to pay accordingly.

As in the age of civilization, in the future, everyone will have their own value.

Men must take part in the fight. A woman can give her body if she is beautiful enough. If you need to feed more people, it means you have to pay more, more to the base managers. In the same way, once you can't come up with something of the equivalent exchange, then you can only be driven out of the city and wander in the wild.

Now, it's three weeks after the virus outbreak. The moral and legal implications are fading. It won't be long before these two glorious words, which represent beauty and civilization in future books, will be thrown into the garbage heap and covered with a thick layer of dust.

At eight o'clock, the survivors gathered in the lobby on the first floor. Lao Song recovered quickly and was in good spirits.

People sit together, eat their own breakfast, exchange the occasional glance and make a few innocuous jokes. They all avoided topics such as "death" and "pain" as much as possible, and tacitly did not express their opinions on the mob siege that had just passed. This humility and kindness filled the room with warmth and peace, and the baby in Li Xiaomei's arms gradually became the center of the conversation, and was praised by countless words.

"We have to speed up the construction of a station outside the city."

Su Hao interrupted the conversation, making the atmosphere serious again: "Heavy machinery, vehicles, building materials, these things take a lot of time to find and collect. According to the original plan, we should complete the concrete foundation pouring work at the new site at least before winter comes. ”

"Materials and supplies are not a problem. Now that there is no one in the whole city to manage these things, it is not difficult to collect them. ”

Tao Yuan stroked his son's forehead, frowned and said, "The problem is that we have very few people, and it is indeed difficult to complete the work in a short period of time. There are too many people, and if a similar accident happens again, I'm afraid"

"So, each of us has to get stronger————"

Su Hao looked around at the crowd and said in an unquestionable tone: "Starting today, continue to practice shooting and fighting for another two weeks." Remember, you are not alone, we are one. Behind everyone, there are wives, children, husbands, sisters, and friends who want to protect them, and they must become stronger. ”

The participation of Du Tianhao and Liao Qiu in the training will undoubtedly increase the consumption of ammunition. Eight hundred, one thousand, or even more. But Su Hao had to do this———— instead of letting them shoot indiscriminately and waste bullets in battle, it was better to train in advance. There is an incomparable difference between a skilled hand and a raw hand. The stronger your peers are, the more you will be of help to yourself.

With that, he took out eight ampoules-shaped hoses from his pocket and placed them on the table. Through the walls of the pipe made of polyester material, you can see a reddish liquid swaying inside.

"One serving per person, drink them."

Xinyan reached out and picked up one, looked at the sunlight shining in from the window, and asked curiously, "What is this?" ”

"A medicine."

Lao Song interjected at the right time and said kindly: "It can make you immune to zombies." If bitten, it will not be infected with the mutation. Well, just like me. ”

As he spoke, the old man unbuttoned his collar and turned his head, revealing his shoulders that had been bitten by zombies———— the wound had begun to heal, and a faint pink new skin had grown on the edges. There were no wrinkles, no dryness, everything was as healthy as a normal person.

He wouldn't say that this was actually Su Hao's blood. Because it does sound weird. People can accept the concept of blood transfusions, but they can't try to drink someone else's blood or anything like that.

"Where did you get this?"

Tao Yuan's expression was also full of curiosity.

"I tried mixing a couple of antibiotics and adding some specialty proteins. Of course, everyone's physiology is different, it may not work for everyone, and the effect may not be as good as imagined, but no matter what, it's worth trying. ”

Su Hao's tone of voice was very sincere and very serious.

The first half of the sentence is of course made up, but the second half is the real idea in his head. He couldn't be sure if his blood had the same effect on everyone.

However, for now, Lao Song is still alive and has not mutated

On the side of the road, shrubs in the green belt have been cut open, and a hole more than a meter deep has been dug in the center of the soft laterite layer. Du Tianhao and Liao Qiu hugged the fat man wrapped in plastic sheeting and slowly put it into the bottom of the pit.

Except for Han Jing, who was on guard on the rooftop of the small building, everyone stood on the road, silently watching their movements.

The pit was gradually covered with dirt and flattened, turning into a cone-shaped hillock. At the end, Du Tianhao vigorously inserted a wooden sign with the fat man's name written in front of the grave.

Tao Yuan and Li Xiaomei stood in front of the tomb with their children in their arms, bowing three times with solemn expressions.

Du Tianhao walked up to Su Hao, took a long breath, and said with some hesitation: "I have a suggestion about your plan. Well, we're short of manpower. If I'm saying if, you can accept other people joining me I mean, where I used to stay, there are some people. Huhe is dead, and they are not exactly bad people. ”

Su Hao saw the crampedness in this rough man's heart, he smiled faintly, raised his hand and patted the other party's shoulder, and nodded seriously

The gym door is still locked.

The hall was empty, with food bags and empty drink bottles scattered across the wooden floor. The soft cushions covered with footprints were thrown everywhere, and dark yellow urine marks remained in the corners of the surrounding rooms, giving off a strong stench of choking. The partition connecting the second floor emitted an overwhelmed moan, interspersed with heavy crashing sounds, mixed with the intermittent sobs and moans of the woman.

Two strong men with ** bodies sitting on chairs, their heads tilted, their eyes slightly closed. They spread their legs apart, and in front of each of them knelt an equally ** woman, serving them in the dirtiest and most enjoyable way for men.

Huhe did not take everyone with him, he left two henchmen as guards. As for the women, in addition to those who were killed as zombie children, there were seven left. They share the same characteristics———— they are both young and beautiful.

It's really a waste to feed zombies with beautiful women.

Cao Rui landed on the ground with both hands and shook her head up and down mechanically. She occasionally lifted her eyelids to glance at the men in the chair———— the expressions on their faces were refreshing and comfortable, and there was no intention of opening them.

On the day of Huhe's departure, all the remaining women became their playthings.