In the corridor, the voice-activated lights turn on and off. The overhead fire skylight was very dark, indicating that it should be a cloudy day outside. Countless lost experiences have taught him that the rain should never be too much to look forward to.

With the light, Yang Xiaohai carefully and carefully rubbed the iron chain, as if stroking a rare treasure. Because of the "old king", the iron chain and the staircase door kept shaking. Yang Xiaohai pressed the elevator switch. The bright red "1" ignored his call.

No reaction is the most normal reaction. It's a good thing that the elevator is out of service, which cuts off a straight up and down passage. Turning his head and smiling at the barely faceless "Lao Wang" outside the crack in the door, Yang Xiaohai said a little relaxed: "I'll help you get free, neighbor!" ”

Yang Xiaohai held the mop lever tightly with both hands, and aimed the tip of the kitchen knife sharpened by the whetstone at "Lao Wang". The latter is uncharacteristically and only spins in small circles in place. Yang Xiaohai aimed at the head that was constantly shaking and barely had much hair.

"Poof", "Lao Wang" stopped. With the spear drawn, the "doorman" who had been working day and night finally got off work.

Kill "Old Wang". Yang Xiaohai did not take off the chain. Shake your wrist and shake off the filth attached to the "tip of the spear". Flip the mop upside down and bang hard.

"Knock knock, knock knock ......"

Perhaps it was because "Lao Wang" was successfully cleared, and the mood of being trapped for a long time gradually became exaggerated, so that Yang Xiaohai used the iron gate as a war drum, and the rhythm of rock music sounded in his head. Unconsciously, the feet also started to beat.

"Knock knock, knock knock ......"

His mouth hummed like a convulsion.

Before he could snort a few times, a howl resounded throughout the unit: "How......" The voice was immature, but it was just as fierce. "Hehe, I know there's more." Yang Xiaohai licked the corners of his dry lips and put on a prickly pose.

With a crackling sound, a thin figure appeared in front of him. Judging by the blouse with "hallo kiti" on it and the long hair, this is a little guy at all! Yang Xiaohai was very surprised and a little sad. should be held in the palm of his parents' hands and cared for, who would have thought that he would become an ugly "infected".

The word "infected" was said by a big expert on TV, and it definitely didn't come from Yang Xiaohai's mouth. And most importantly, she will be freed by her own hands and eventually fall at her feet!

While lamenting the injustice of fate, he aimed at the goal. Since the stomach hurts, it seems that my heart has hardened. If it had been last month, he wouldn't have dared to kill him!

Even though the body has been strengthened, even if the eyes are no longer astigmatism, but the tip of the kitchen knife still grazes the scalp of the "infected" and sweeps through it, taking away a few scorched and yellow hairs.

"Asi!" Annoyed, Yang Xiaohai hurriedly pulled the "spear" back, but the "infected" was alarmed! She was wandering a little far in front of the fire door, and turned her head because of Yang Xiaohai's movements. Just as Yang Xiaohai was recovering her weapon, she turned sideways and squeezed towards the crack in the door with a "hiss" in her mouth. The flat little body is about to pass through the crack in the door! At this moment, Yang Xiaohai's "spear" was only half recovered.

Yang Xiaohai's soul is all gone. He threw away the "spear" and went to his waist instead. His right leg was raised, he pressed his knee against the door, his mind went blank, and there was only one thought in his heart: no matter what, he couldn't let her in!

Strengthened muscles gave him strong support. Through the iron door, Yang Xiaohai forcibly stuck the "infected" in the crack of the door! Before he could catch his breath, the "infected" reached in with a hand. She hissed, her sharp nails scratching behind the iron door.

Don't look at the thin figure, but the "infected" have great strange powers. As the "intested" struggled and writhed, the gap between the iron doors gradually widened. The sharp nails dangled in front of Yang Xiaohai's eyes, leaving an afterimage. If it weren't for the vertical pan that could resist a little, I'm afraid I would have been hit a long time ago!

Yang Xiaohai wanted to hide, but as soon as he moved, the crack in the door widened a few points. As a result, Yang Xiaohai could only hold on for half a step and not retreat. The "infected" are powerful and tireless, and the situation soon becomes unfavorable to Yang Xiaohai.

Suddenly, the voice-activated light flashed a few times. In the midst of the lightning, a black shadow suddenly fell, causing the small hammer to hit the target accurately.

The "infected" slowly fell to the ground, and Yang Xiaohai also completely let go of the iron door. Holding the hammer with both hands, he aimed it at the target and smashed it down again.

After a set of actions were output, the "spear" sandwiched in the crack of the door also fell to the ground. The tip of the kitchen knife stabbed into the concrete floor, making a crisp and short sound:

"Ding......

"Calling ......" watched the "infected" slip on the door, and Yang Xiaohai let out a long breath. It's still too careless! I'm used to seeing the adult version of "Lao Wang", so the door is slightly wider. It's good to die, but this "infected" can easily pass through that narrow gap!

If the reaction is slow by half a beat, or if you don't have a hammer, the consequences are really unpredictable. After panting vigorously for a while, and then calming the frightened little liver, Yang Xiaohai pushed the "infected" out of the crack in the door with his foot. After that, he bent down and picked up the "spear".

No way, now is not the time to be squeamish. Yang Xiaohai tightened the iron chain, leaving a gap in the crack of the door that only rats could pass through, and then knocked on the iron door again. After this trouble, Yang Xiaohai completely extinguished his interest in humming.

"Dangdang, Boom!"

The voice is cluttered and rapid. Don't say "infected", even big living people will be knocked out of the liver fire. A few minutes passed, a dozen minutes passed, and nothing came out again. Yang Xiaohai could have stopped, but he was frightened and knocked on the "infected" outside the building before he stopped tossing.

The sensor light flickered for about half an hour, and the frightened bird in the darkness took off the chain little by little.

After confirming that the fire door lock was intact, Yang Xiaohai picked up the pan with his left hand and touched the small hammer hanging from his waist with his right hand; By the way, he changed the screwdriver on his chest to a more comfortable position, then clenched the spear, opened the fire door, and cautiously walked into the corridor.

Bypassing the two wrecks and standing in the dusty corridor, Yang Xiaohai breathed greedily. Although the remains behind him were emitting a strong stench, even if the corridor was not ventilated for a long time and the air was turbid, Yang Xiaohai still felt that the air was much better than at home. I suddenly wanted to smoke, and I immediately took a big breath.

With the rapid contraction of the chest, the inner peace gradually returned. I don't seem to be so dependent on nicotine now. Maybe it's because of the changes in the body, the addiction to smoking has also disappeared by the way? Forget it, if you can't figure it out, you don't want to. Driven by unbearable thirst, Yang Xiaohai stepped on the thick floating ash and dived downstairs step by step.

If memory serves, the 16th and 15th floors are without owners. By 2030, the company's population will be concentrated in large cities. So much so that the fifth-tier town is sparsely populated. Although it is not said that ten rooms and nine are empty, it is not called a house and someone has to live in it. At least Yang Xiaohai's family is like this: since moving here, it has been five or six years, and there are still many houses in the unit that no one cares about. Perhaps, these rough houses will be vacant forever?

Yang Xiaohai went straight to the 14th floor. He remembered that there was a happy family of three living on the 14th floor, and he couldn't tell whether it was on the left or right. For a dead house, most of the neighbors don't see each other for a year.

I only remember that the family moved in a year later than his family, and he is also an old neighbor for many years. The man in his 50s is usually taciturn. His wife is also not very talkative. The sons of the family are almost 30 years old and don't look for a serious job, and they are idle all day long. Hey, I don't want to do that, and I don't care about it.

Yang Xiaohai stopped recalling, turned around and came to the fire door on the 14th floor. I put my ear to the iron door and listened, and only after making sure that there was no movement did I open the fire door. Immediately, the architectural structure that is indistinguishable from the other is revealed. The sensor lights work very conscientiously, illuminating the doors of the two houses on the left and the right.

"I'll go!"

After pulling the door a few times, Yang Xiaohai suddenly covered his face with his hands. I only think that there are people living on this floor, but I ignore the fact that people will take the door with them! Why would someone else leave their doors open and waiting to welcome them?

Oh, just because people ran away? Just because people may become "infected"? Too much to take for granted! Yang Xiaohai is not a thief, and he can't open the locked door at all.

The old otaku who was sneering could only continue to walk down and touch the doors of other houses. Yang Xiaohai hopes that a neighbor will miss something because of his hurry. Otherwise, this one-handed fight will be the same as the rooftop, with nothing to be gained and nothing to be gained.

13th floor, 12th floor, 11th floor... As if God was deliberately playing with him, he went down to the third floor, and Yang Xiaohaileng didn't touch the open door. Thinking that there was still one floor to the bottom of the building, Yang Xiaohai could no longer hide his frustration.

Because the first floor is the store room, which is where the supermarket mentioned earlier is located. The door of the house is facing away from the door of the unit. If you want to get into the supermarket, you have to go upstairs.

"Lao Wang should have closed the door. But what about little girls? After all, the weird I've been pulling for so long has attracted her. Maybe the second floor is her home. ”

The more he thought about it, the more reliable he felt, Yang Xiaohai walked to the corner of the stairs on the second and third floors, and saw the open fire door before he reached the second floor. Yang Xiaohai was a little excited, he came to the 2nd floor of the staircase lightly, poked his head into the aisle, and retracted after shaking it left and right.

Although the voice-activated lights were not triggered, the general situation of the two still fell into view. On the left, the gate is closed. On the right, there is light! Well? Yang Xiaohai probed again. This time, the sensor light snapped on, and the light instantly sprinkled into the small space. That's right, a hidden and not completely closed door is showing a little light.

Yang Xiaohai stepped over the fire door and tapped a few times on the door on the left. Fortunately, the wind was calm and there was no repercussion. After trying a few times, Yang Xiaohai raised his left hand, blocked the pan to his chest, and pulled the door open with a "hula".

The house type that is consistent with the structure of his own house, and the style that is much more upscale than his own decoration, the second floor is presented in front of Yang Xiaohai without reservation. On the wall directly opposite the door of the house hangs a large family photo. A family of three, both men and women, are smiling sweetly. Especially the little girl in the middle, with a playful and cute pigtail, with an innocent face. "Well, don't come to me. Liberation, it's a good deed. Yang Xiaohai, who was weak-hearted, bowed deeply to the family photo.