A downtown street, noon.

A group of disheveled survivors fled in a panic without any image, chasing a large number of densely packed rotten zombies.

A military member of the palace was chased by the corpses, grabbed his clothes, pressed them down, and tore them down.

"Liu'er, hold on, I'm coming!" A comrade-in-arms who was usually close to him saw that his brother was caught by a zombie, and he didn't care about his own safety, so he rushed back to save him without hesitation.

A fierce hand-to-hand combat began, this person has good kung fu, smashes with a gun, knocks down a large number of ordinary zombies in a few clicks, and drags the bloody Liu'er in the corpse group and runs.

"Oops!" However, before he could run out of the encirclement, a high-level first-order zombie emerged from the diagonal and quickly pounced on him, biting off a large piece of bloody flesh from his arm.

As soon as his hand was loosened and his feet were slammed, Liu'er fell back into the corpse group, and he was also besieged by the corpse group.

Perhaps, his kung fu is very high, and no zombie is his opponent when he fights alone; But now, there are hundreds of zombies besieging layer by layer, and there are high-level zombies to help, and he just resisted for less than half a minute and couldn't fight anymore. The front and back are blocked by corpses who are not afraid of beating and not afraid of death, and the surrounding is also surrounded, and the pressure is also pressed down.

After a while, he didn't move.

"Damn, old ghost!" The cold-faced woman behind the same palace turned around and shouted, but did not stop, but accelerated and ran faster and faster. But his face was getting darker and darker.

On the side of the road, behind the crowd, more and more zombies emerged, chasing the survivors. While chasing, he screamed and screamed, and the momentum was huge.

"Mom!" The middle-aged man who was originally holding the baby was probably frightened, perhaps out of selfishness. He threw the package on his body to the ground, and even threw the child in his arms. But he ran desperately regardless of it.

"Bastard, this scumbag!" Shen Feifei scolded. With a wave of his hand, an electric baton whipped away a zombie that pounced on him and bit the child. The bearded man saw all this and ran back to help, desperately knocking down a few zombies, picking up the child and running.

The angry Shen Feifei's eyes swept away, and the two zombies who were originally running very slowly on the street in front of him suddenly accelerated at this time, caught up with the middle-aged man who abandoned the child, pounced on him, ignored his screams and wails, grabbed his arms and legs and dragged them to the side of the road.

Hum! Anyone who has no work ethic deserves to die! Shen Feifei snorted coldly.

Originally, she was protected by the middle-aged man's side in order to protect the child. But now, the middle-aged man has abandoned his child and is only concerned with running for his life. Without their own morality, shouldn't such a person die?

Shen Feifei has a deep grudge against those government workers who are not duty-conscious, and even hates this middle-aged man.

As for the fact that those two stupid zombies were able to suddenly speed up their pace and catch up with humans, it was also the result of Shen Feifei's coercion. Those who don't deserve to live, don't waste food.

For children, although Shen Feifei is the zombie king, he can't do anything. The little baby's black and bright little eyes and delicate white face were very similar to the little obedient neighbors in his hometown, which made Shen Feifei involuntarily think of the second elder in the family.

Okay, I'm a zombie, but I'm also a good zombie with good morals! Don't eat people and cute little kids! Shen Feifei praised himself in his heart, beautiful.

Probably because of the effect of Shen Feifei's release of coercion just now, some zombies obviously received it. At first, some zombies slowed down in fear, and slowly followed behind them without leaving, but they were no longer fierce and hurried forward to pounce.

This buffer time gave the survivors an opportunity to escape from the encirclement and begin to distance themselves from the zombie horde.

After losing a few more people, the survivors finally escaped outside the Peace House Hotel.

"Boss, Li Tou, they're back!" A bald young man knocks on a door and shouts as soon as he enters.

Inside, a sturdy man in a plaid shirt with tattoos on his body is lying comfortably on a chaise longue, his eyes closed, and several coolly dressed women on the carpet are kneeling on the ground pinching his back and pounding his legs.

"Coming back? Did you bring back supplies? The man slowly opened his eyes and stared at his bald head.

"I brought a lot of supplies, and I also brought back a few military people and a beautiful girl." The bald head saw the man looking at him, and hurriedly replied with a pleasing smile.

"Someone from the military? Well, go down and have a look. Boss Mo jumped off the recliner and walked quickly to the front hall on the first floor.

Boss Mo, before the end of the world, was a powerful underworld figure in City A, and he has always been known for his ferocity. dared to fight and kill, and there were dozens of lives in his hands.

After the end of the world, he couldn't escape from the city in time, so he quickly gathered a group of former subordinates, occupied the Peace Building, cleaned up the zombies here, and took in some survivors to form a temporary base, and occupied the mountain as the king.

In order to survive, he developed some simple systems, such as sending his team out in turn to find supplies. Captain Li's team was sent out two days ago, and it took three or four days to rush back.

In the front hall of the Peace Hotel, Shen Feifei looked at it carefully.

Outside the hotel, cars were stacked together, complete or broken, and the one-person-high car wall of the besieged city was blocked outside the hotel gate in the shape of a half-moon. Just at the entrance to the main entrance, there is a narrow path for one person to pass.

The intersection was also blocked by a tall and heavy counter. If someone comes in or out, they move out, and if they don't, they block it. Several large men with various weapons such as clubs stood guard at the door, but few people had hot weapons in their hands.

The service counter in the hall disappeared, and it was the one who was moved outside to block the way. There were only a few green sofas left, some of which were shiny black and gray, as if they hadn't been wiped for a long time.

The returning survivors did not rush back to their homes, but gathered in groups of three and whispered as if waiting for something.

Some strong men who had stayed in the building warmly invited the military to sit on the sofa and carefully serve and curry favor. Some people still looked at Shen Feifei with their eyes, flickering and guessing.

"Woman, you sit here too." Captain Li saw that everyone in the military was welcomed to rest, but Shen Feifei didn't pay attention, he hurriedly came up to greet him.

"Hmph, a vase deserves to sit with us?" The cold-faced woman had always been annoyed by the loss of a few partners, and she didn't reflect on her selfish behavior, when she saw Shen Feifei invited to rest with them, she vented her anger on her instead.

"The vase is yourself. Who was only concerned about escaping along the way, regardless of the lives of his comrades and survivors, and not a single zombie was killed? Shen Feifei's knife mouth was immediately returned. I want to pinch her as a soft persimmon, and she is still too much of a cold-faced woman!

"What, you useless woman dare to talk back!" The cold-faced woman was in a bad mood, and she was shortened again, and immediately jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on.