The sky was overcast, dark clouds were overhead, and raindrops the size of beans hit the earth mercilessly. Lightning looms, and the sound of wind and thunder is intertwined into a symphony of the apocalypse, venting the madness in the bottom of my heart.

Gao Jian and Xiaohua ran wildly along the shopping street, splashing water, and the acid rain falling from the sky washed over the wounds, causing the place that was about to heal to show signs of suppuration again.

"This rain is so evil, it hasn't stopped for almost two days, could it be that the climate has also changed because of the virus?" Gao Jian grinned and spit out the rain that flowed into his mouth: "There is not even a ghost in the whole street, do my zombie brothers know to take shelter from the rain?"

Looking up, his scarlet pupils suddenly focused into a point.

At the intersection of the commercial street, a woman stumbled into the heavy rain, her raincoat was torn, soaking wet, and her face was as pale as paper.

"Ye Bing?"

......

Half an hour ago.

In the shadow of the street corner, several heavily armed survivors gathered.

"Follow the plan, in pairs of two, one direction for each group. Pay attention to the time, no matter what the harvest is, you have to come back here to gather in 3 hours, remember?" The tall old man who gave the order for the first call was none other than Xu Lao, his shotgun was in his raincoat, and he carried a backpack in each hand.

"Old man, you're so long-winded. The thin man glanced at a fat man with a mole on his face, and then the two tacitly entered the commercial street not far from here.

Watching the thin man leave, Xu Lao let go of the shotgun, turned his head and said to Ye Bing: "You be careful of them, there was a female student in the team before, but after acting collectively with them, she never came back." ”

"Did they do it?"

"The corpse entered the stomach of the zombie, except for them, no one knows what happened that day?" Xu Lao's face was stern: "Actually, many things don't need to be said explicitly, the most terrible thing in this last world is the zombie, but what is uglier than the zombie is the human heart." ”

"Then why don't you kill them?" Ye Bing pressed the brim of his raincoat, and his voice was very low.

"Murder?" Xu Lao was taken aback by Ye Bing's words: "You really dare to think that it is also a living person." ”

Ye Bing was silent and did not answer.

"Okay, I'm just giving you a reminder, don't think about it so much. Xu Lao's tone changed: "Last time we came back, we found a pharmacy next to the commercial street, you and I have a group, let's go find some medicine, if you are lucky, you may be able to find antibiotics or something." ”

Rubber shoes stepped into the stagnant water, the water splashed, the long highway was jammed with all kinds of cars, and when the end came, everyone was in a hurry to flee for their lives, but the road was so wide, so there was no reason.

Ye Bing and Xu Lao bent forward, the heavy rain did help them a lot, the smell was diluted by the rain, and the footsteps were mixed in the rain and it was difficult to distinguish them.

"Shhhh Old Xu motioned for Ye Bing to stop, and he found a lonely zombie.

This zombie has a loyal and honest face, a thin body, and is quite innocent lying on the ground. It was dressed in the clothes of a heavy truck driver and wore a hat on its head.

"Roar!" Although there is no aura, the zombie driver still adheres to the unchanging creed of zombies, stares at scarlet eyes, barks up canines of different lengths, and poses like I am very cruel, and I will eat you if I look at it again, and then ......

Ye Bing pulled out the fruit knife inserted in the zombie driver's head and wiped the blade: "Strange, how can there be a lone zombie here?"

Her neat movements made Xu Lao's eyes light up: "Who knows? Maybe it's a pervert who is playing a prank."

Gao Jian, who led Xiaohua to run wildly in the commercial street, suddenly shuddered: "What's the matter? Could it be that I'm sick too?"

Cautiously all the way, Xu Lao and Ye Bing came to the pharmacy without danger.

Pushing open the door, the inside of the pharmacy was in chaos, the shelves where medicines were placed were toppled over, and all kinds of bottles and cans were rolling all over the floor.

"When those monsters first appeared, there were weak people fleeing for their lives and thugs robbing resources, and the funny thing is that there were some stupid people who actually took advantage of the chaos to rob the bank, I really don't know what the use of carrying those bunches of colorful papers on their backs was?" Successfully arrived at the pharmacy, Xu Lao's hanging heart slowly let go, and he began to check the bottles and cans on the ground: "It would be nice if we had a doctor in our team, in the last days, getting sick is not a joke." ”

"Old Xu, I'd better take a look there. Ye Bing pointed to the two rows of wet footprints at the back door of the pharmacy: "There are other people here." ”

Perhaps knowing that it was being exposed, a dry laugh rang out from behind the counter.

"Hehe, what a coincidence, I didn't expect you to find this place too. The thin man poked his head behind his back with his hands behind his back.

"Didn't you go to the shopping street to look for food? Xu Lao held the medicine jar with a suspicious expression.

The thin man pointed to the counter, pretending to be mysterious: "Because we found this." ”

Xu Lao didn't have any doubts about his "companion" and leaned over to look. After staggering Xu Lao's gaze, the thin man's face became distorted because of excitement: "It's now, do it!"

He hugged Xu Lao and prevented him from taking out the shotgun from his raincoat, while the fat man with a mole on his face jumped out from behind the counter with an iron rod in his hand and smashed it on top of Xu Lao's head.

Blood blurred his eyes, and Xu Lao struggled, but he underestimated the viciousness of the thin man.

"Poof!" the blade pierced through the skin, and a dagger stabbed the old man in the back.

"You!"

"What are you?" Looking at the old man who was gradually weakening, the thin man smiled coldly: "Don't think that you have saved Lao Tzu's life, Lao Tzu will be your dog." In this era, the emphasis is on revenge, and living is the last word!"

The thin man snatched the old man's shotgun and spat viciously: "Old man, in fact, I have wanted to kill you for a long time! Standing on top of Lao Tzu's head every day and shouting five and six, the food is distributed by you, and every time you go out, the woman is still in a group with you, can you old bastard?"

The iron rod rained down on the old man, and there was still a trace of humanity in the eyes of the fat and thin men, and every time he shot at the most vulnerable place of the old man. Blood flowed everywhere, staining the scattered pills red, but the two of them had no intention of stopping, their faces were hideous, and their foreheads were bulging with green tendons, looking even more terrifying than zombies.

"By the way, didn't you ask me where the female student I went out with me last time went......?

The thin man grabbed the old man's hair and slapped him in the face, which Cheng thought that the old man who was dying suddenly returned to the light and threw the thin man down with all his might.

The old man's silver hair was sticky with blood, like a wounded lion, he desperately held down the thin man, raised his head and shouted to Ye Bing, "Run!"

Ye Bing clenched the fruit knife, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face.

"Run!"

The iron rod fell on his body, and the old man screamed hoarsely.

No longer hesitating, Ye Bing pushed the door and ran out of the pharmacy.

"What are you doing in a daze?

......

The wind, blowing wildly. Rain, falling messy. On the silent and uninhabited street, Ye Bing rushed to the road.

"Stop!Otherwise I'll shoot!" The skinny man finally caught up: "Yes, that's it, turn around!"

With his long hair sticking to his face, Ye Bing lowered his head and slowly turned around.

"Fatty, go and tie her up. ”

The fat man with a mole on his face has already begun to get excited: "I've been holding it for so long, and I've finally waited for this day." He took out the rope that had been prepared long ago from his backpack, "Beauty, I wasn't going to participate in Brother Jia's (skinny man) plan, it's all because you are too beautiful, but you never look at me squarely, I obviously gave you so many hints, and I even took out food, as long as you are willing to promise me." ”

"Of course, it doesn't matter anymore. He swallowed: "We'll lock you up in the little attic and watch you wag your tail and beg for mercy." ”

The fat man was fascinated by desire, he thought that he was in control of the overall situation, and he thought that Ye Bing was just a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Come back, be careful!" the thin man suddenly spoke, as if he had noticed something.

"What's wrong?"

At the moment when the fat man turned his head, Ye Bing's hand hidden under the raincoat was raised high, and a bright fruit knife stabbed into the fat man's chest.

"MD!" the thin man raised his gun and fired, he no longer cared whether the sound of gunfire would attract zombies, and the woman in front of him made him shocked and angry.

The steel balls shot from the shotgun did not hit Ye Bing directly, but grazed her shoulder and shattered the window of the opposite store.

A hot pain came, and a large lump of white shoulders swollen.

"Don't run!" the skinny man reloaded his ammunition, "I'm going to kill you today!"

"Help me, Brother Jia, help me. The fat man fell into the stagnant water, and the fruit knife got stuck in his ribs: "Help me, help me!"

He pressed his hands to the wound, but blood still flowed from between his fingers: "I'm going to die, help me." ”

"Get out of here, you shit!" the thin man kicked the fat man away: "Save you, there will be zombies to save you later." ”

Picking up the shotgun, the thin man ignored the wailing fat man and chased after Ye Bing.

Before she ran a few steps away, Ye Bing stumbled, the wound on her shoulder was more severe than she imagined, the wound was high and swollen, and half of her body became sluggish.

"Don't run away, do you?" The thin man had a gloomy face, pointing a gun at Ye Bing, looking very cautious.

He slowly approached, and after making sure that there was no danger, he slammed the back of Ye Bing's head with the butt of his gun, and began to frantically tear Ye Bing's raincoat and coat.

"Aren't you arrogant?Aren't you ignoring me?Aren't you very good at running?" The thin man grabbed the fragments on Ye Bing's raincoat with a sickly smile on his face.

"Before the end of the world, Lao Tzu was angry everywhere when he saw other people's stinky faces, and lived like a dog every day in order to break the house. Hehe, now it's okay, the whole city is mine, and I'm up to the last word here!"

The thin man pressed step by step: "I just like to see your desperate expressions, cry, shout, no one will come to save you!"

The black and thin hand stretched out to Ye Bing's face, and the clear and cold face couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.

"Roar!"

A roar unlike ordinary zombies shook through the rain curtain and interrupted the thin man's movements.

The lightning fell, and a figure loomed out of the dim shopping street.

He **** upper body, large and small wounds are still oozing blood.

"Who are you?"

The visitor stopped, his scarlet eyes shining brightly, his canine teeth slightly exposed, and a strange smile was drawn.

"I'm a zombie!"