The noisy "inpatients" suddenly fell silent, and only a few of them continued to scratch in disregard. A guy who had just eaten meat, perhaps for the first time had tasted human flesh, excitedly squeezed away his standing companion and rushed towards the iron door.

It was originally skinny and squeezed away a few stout guys, and just as it was about to squeeze aside the "infected" in front of it, a large hand held it down. With a "poof", the rotten watermelon was grabbed and exploded.

Yang Xiaohai withdrew his right paw with an indifferent face, ignoring the thin infected person in front of him. As soon as the wreckage fell to the ground, an "infected" with only the upper body of the body pounced. Just about to feast on it, he was impaled by a big foot that fell from the sky, and then nailed to the ground.

"Stand down, or be destroyed!"

Yang Xiaohai killed two disobedient "infected" in a row and reiterated the order.

The effect of killing chickens and monkeys is significant, and those who have gone crazy because of the taste of fresh blood food gradually calm down. Stacked on top of each other, crowded, and barely making a path in a small space.

Yang Xiaohai limped and walked down the steps slowly but firmly. Went straight to the flange door and grabbed the ring with his remaining hand.

"Whoa" shouted, and turned his hand slowly but firmly. The people inside the door panicked instantly. In the face of overwhelming quantity, all skills are in vain. Even if they exhausted the methods, no matter how much they reinforced, they still couldn't stop the handle from twisting little by little.

Seeing that things can't be done, it is difficult for the remaining people to keep their composure. They had already been frightened by the infected, and they didn't even have the courage to block it. I don't know who shouted, and the rest of the people disappeared in an instant like birds and beasts.

Those who had a heart ran to the innermost room; Completely flustered, he returned to his room. In a short time, only the broken rope and two unlucky ones lying on the ground were left behind the congested door.

Due to the lack of obstacles, Yang Xiaohai soon appeared on the basement floor of the "shelter". One person walked through the bustling crowd of monsters and walked straight to the front of the aisle - the kitchen. Looking at the stacks of pots and pans, Yang Xiaohai was silent.

Without his orders, the infected only roared in place, never daring to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

After a long time, Yang Xiaohai let out a soft "haw" and slowly walked to the nearest room. Looking at the familiar wooden door, Yang Xiaohai couldn't help but sigh for the rest of the people.

The heavy iron gate can even block nuclear radiation, but it can't stop the monsters led by Yang Xiaohai. What can a thin layer of wood do? Not to mention Yang Xiaohai, even if the infected people scratch a few more times, they will break in, right? But Yang Xiaohai restrained the infected to death. No matter who it is, as long as he dares to act without permission, he will inevitably usher in his thunderous blow!

People have been killed, these things that are not human are really difficult to cause any discomfort. He lifted his remaining right paw and slammed it into the lock, and the almost decorative cylinder became a transparent hole. With a creaking sound, the wooden door was pushed open.

"Whoosh, whoosh" A few bullets flew out, but they didn't hit Yang Xiaohai, who was already hiding by the door. A few of the unlucky ones who followed closely behind splashed black flowers.

"Rush in and destroy them!" The red pupils flickered, and Yang Xiaohai gave an order to the "infected".

So the monsters roared and huddled together. Yang Xiaohai didn't pay attention to it, took a few steps back, and came to the opposite room. It was still a simple and rough punch, Yang Xiaohai stood by the door and glanced in: in the delicate dimness, rows of shelves stood quietly. There was neither the material that was full of memories nor the sight of anything alive. It seems that this is an empty room.

Yang Xiaohai walked towards the room closest to him. A terrible scream sounded in his ears, and Yang Xiaohai just ignored it.

Yang Xiaohai broke the goal, and the infected had to be ordered to attack; In this way, the destruction of one room went on, and finally reached the last two rooms. If memory serves, there is a square room with a diesel engine. Yang Xiaohai broke open the room first, and gave way to the door with just one glance.

At this time, on the basement floor, ghosts cry and wolves howl and roar endlessly, it is simply a hell on earth. Facing the last room, that is, the room with the diesel engine, Yang Xiaohai hid behind the solid wall instead, and stretched out his claws and poked at the keyhole.

Immediately, a strong burst of gunfire rang out. The "infected" at the door fell in one piece. But they got up in a bunch during the intermittent gunfire.

Yang Xiaohai suppressed the restless monsters. He didn't move himself, he just stood behind the wall, very patient.

After about five minutes, the bullets fired from the door gradually decreased, and Yang Xiaohai said to the five closest guys around him: "Here, turn around!" ”

Yang Xiaohai drew a circle in front of the door. The brainless subordinate faithfully carried out Yang Xiaohai's intentions. They just took a step forward and blocked the doorway.

A fierce burst of gunfire followed. The guy who was used as cannon fodder fell with a gun hole all over his body. Unlike before, none of the five of them were able to get up again.

"You five, up!" Yang Xiaohai's claws were dotted, and immediately five "infected" roared and spun around the door. After the gunshot, the five guys fell on top of the previous unlucky guy.

Yang Xiaohai dragged away the remains at the door, and then ordered five more generals. In this way, it was not until the wandering cannon fodder stopped eating guns that Yang Xiaohai covered his head with his only claw and dodged into the room.

It's still the same familiar scene. Two months ago, Yang Xiaohai was hanging around here. The bulky and old diesel generator was the most precious thing in the entire "shelter", and it was not less cared for by Yang Xiaohai's painstaking efforts. At this moment, under the dim light, several figures flickered behind it.

"Five people, this should be the last person to survive!" Yang Xiaohai had already seen five clusters of red light, so he sent the same amount of cannon fodder.

Strange to say, Yang Xiaohai has no interest in human blood, ordinary "infected". He had no appetite for anything but his salivating visions!

Although he knew that there were five people, he couldn't tell which five they were, whether they were men or women. Anyway, the other party's ammunition must not be much, Yang Xiaohai desperately ate a few bullets, and walked to the other side of the generator.

Through the gap between his fingers, Yang Xiaohai saw three men. They knelt in a fan shape, each with a pistol in his hand. Behind the three men, a man and a woman were embracing. Yang Xiaohai's red pupils shrank, and his long-standing worries still became a reality - I didn't see Wang Qing!

All along, Yang Xiaohai has not forgotten the tricky and spicy woman. It's just that he can't protect himself, so how can he help her? Now, with the help of the infected, he even broke the defense of the "shelter" with a bluff.

can be regarded as being able to find out her whereabouts, so Yang Xiaohai cautiously broke the door in person, trying his best to restrain the brainless infected, just for fear of injuring her by mistake! But no matter how careful you are, it will only be useful for Wang Qing to be in the "shelter"! Yang Xiaohai was very sure that he had killed all the way, and he really didn't see Wang Qing's figure.

It is almost impossible to get an untrusted woman to guard the gate. So most likely, Wang Qing was no longer in the "refuge" long before Yang Xiaohai arrived with the crowd.

What happens to a woman, a single woman, wandering alone in a dangerous wilderness? The answer speaks for itself. If you don't leave the "shelter", but disappear again, the end can only be even more tragic.

Yang Xiaohai didn't dare to continue thinking about it, "Now I can only rely on you, if you have any accidents, I must not be good!" A slightly mournful sigh suddenly sounded in Yang Xiaohai's ears, and Wang Qing's small jasper face appeared in front of him. Wang Qing was smiling shallowly at him as she first saw him.

Suddenly, a mutilated "infected" appeared in front of the three men with guns. The guy was wearing only a torn pair of pants, the bone spurs of one foot were supported on the ground, the middle of the pants was red, and even half of the shoulders were missing! But on that only claw, the black nails were extremely sharp! The three men who were already frightened couldn't even hold their guns.

They had heard that there was a monster that was so powerful that it was not afraid of bullets, and it had a pair of sharp claws. It's just that how a pair became one, that's not their concern.

As the raised claws slowly lowered, a pair of dark red eyes were revealed! The throbbing pupils condescendingly pointed at a few people. The three of them reflexively poured out all the bullets they had left. An afterimage flashed, and three hands and three guns fell to the ground almost simultaneously.

Stimulated by the pain and fear, the three adults completely broke down. Holding their severed hands, they bypassed Yang Xiaohai as much as possible, and fled to the door crying. Yang Xiaohai didn't move, just stared at the woman in red who was trembling in the corner with his red pupils. After a while, there were screams and chewing sounds at the door.

Lin Qingshan held Lin Wanru in his arms, but his eyes were staring at the terrifying "infected" in front of him. He didn't understand what it was like for the infected to stand in front of him by acting only on instinct and instinct. Crashed?

Lin Qingshan couldn't figure it out, but he would never act rashly. The three guys a few meters away are the best example of the past. The air was filled with a thick fishy smell and rancid stench, which was simply disgusting. But Lin Qingshan knew that now was the real end of the road.

He clutched a grenade tightly in his hand. Not for the sake of hurting the enemy, it is purely for their father and daughter. As soon as the infected pounce on them, he will pull the grenade. Rather than being bitten and eaten, it is better to explode! But what the hell is this charred infected person doing?

Although Lin Qingshan is ready, it doesn't mean that he is willing to die! Especially with a beloved daughter, it is even more undesirable! But if there is a slight turnaround, he will not end his life easily.

Time seemed to stand still. Although the "intested" were feasting a few meters away, it had nothing to do with them. Lin Wanru, who had been closing her eyes and waiting for death, didn't know what was going on, and the short stillness made her realize the abnormality,

She looked up blankly, and at a glance she saw the "infected" staring at them condescendingly. Trembling all over, Lin Wanru was frightened and fell back into Lin Qingshan's arms. But he quickly raised his head hesitantly.

By the dim light, she narrowed her big eyes, looking up and down. More than ten seconds later, Lin Wanru asked in a hesitant whisper, "Xiao, Xiaohai?" ”