As soon as he landed, Yang Xiaohai rolled on the ground several times like a meat ball. One desk and two chairs were knocked into the air one after another, until they hit a thick sofa, and the rolling figure stopped. Ignoring the pain all over his body, Yang Xiaohai pulled out a military dagger—this was the only weapon Yan Bing allowed him to carry, and it also came from the materials he carried.

Put the dagger in your right hand. Yang Xiaohai's body deviated slightly to the left, his right foot took a step back to the right, his feet were slightly in a "figure eight", he bent his knees, and most of his weight fell on his right foot. As soon as you roll your eyes, you will be able to see the surrounding environment.

It's a small office. Looking at the scale, it should be an independent office of a manager of a city company. The Chinese flag is quietly erected by the wall, and the whole room is elegant and atmospheric, and it is carefully arranged at a glance. The walls were clean and there was no blood stains. At first glance, there is no difference between the corporate structure seen in Pinsuri.

But Yang Xiaohai's muscles were adjusted to the best state. Because he smelled the strong stench of corpses, and heard a familiar and distinctive roar in his ears. "Bang Dang", the wooden door of the office was savagely slammed open, and a male "infected" with black pants and white shirt broke in. Stimulated by the smell of humanity in the air, it stared at the gray-white eyeballs and roared towards Yang Xiaohai.

The old otaku exhaled slowly, tightened the dagger in his right hand, but his footsteps did not move. When the "infected" came to him and grabbed the head with sharp claws, Yang Xiaohai just leaned back slightly, and his feet naturally became a half-horse step, his empty left hand knocked outward, and successfully opened the two claws, and the backward right foot took a big step forward, and the dagger was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and the lightning pecked at the head of the "infected".

After the click, he collected the trick and flashed to the side. The monster remained silent, kept scratching, and fell straight to the ground. An "infected", a face, only used one move of "lunge punch", and was easily solved by Yang Xiaohai. It doesn't take more than a few seconds to add up.

"'Military Body Fist', it's really good." The first time I applied what I learned, I reaped the results. Looking back on the grappling experience with Li Juemin, if he had mastered this technique at that time, why would he be so embarrassed, and he almost gave away his life.

At this moment, Yang Xiaohai is like a child who has got a new toy and can't wait to play. God didn't let him down, and the sound of broken glass as messy footsteps sounded alarmed the "intoxicated" wandering on this floor. They followed the man in white, roaring and squeezing through the broken door, scratching and rushing towards Yang Xiaohai.

Yang Xiaohai shouted: "It's good!" Aiming at the "Infected" who was the first to catch him, he dodged slightly, and while dodging, he grabbed the "Infected's" right wrist with his left hand, and pulled it backwards with its force. When the monster lost its balance, Yang Xiaochu's powerful right leg picked up, flew up and kicked the monster hard.

With a slight, egg-cracking sound, the unlucky man was kicked off the ground.

Yang Xiaohai's right hand tightened, and the tip of the dagger with cold light was inserted from the monster's jaw, and then through the heavenly spirit cover. Yang Xiaohai slammed the monster's jaw with his left hand into a fist, and was able to pull out the dagger smoothly. The left hand then took advantage of the momentum to push back, just to block the "infected" who pounced on him.

Turn half a circle to the right with the remains as the axis, and then step on the toes of the monster behind you with your left foot. The "infected" who rushed forward suddenly lost his balance, and seeing that he was about to fall, Yang Xiaohai quickly swung his dagger and stabbed it.

In the splash of purple-black liquid, Yang Xiaohai did not let go of the object, and stabbed mercilessly in quick succession. As the back of the infected's head hit the ground, Yang Xiaohai's knee also touched the ground. As a result, the "infected" in the back also bent down.

The "infected" lowered his body and grabbed Yang Xiaohai's head. After pulling out the dagger, Yang Xiaohai lowered his head and jumped a small step to the right front, formed a fist with his left hand, and smashed it out diagonally upward, hitting the abdomen of the "infected". With such a powerful blow, even if the "infected" did not feel pain, they had to bow their heads.

Yang Xiaohai turned sideways, and slashed down with his right hand with the force of turning, and a rotten head was separated from the ugly body. After completing the action, Yang Xiaohai knelt on one knee and skimmed the door vigilantly, but never saw anything come in. With a light snort, Yang Xiaohai shook his right hand, shook off the purple-black blood stains on the dagger, and then stood up gorgeously.

A series of actions, flowing smoothly. It seems simple, but it is the result of Yang Xiaohai's fusion of three moves: throat piercing kick, horse step horizontal punch and internal dial down hook. Especially in the third move, Yang Xiaohai directly evolved the downtick into a downward chop. If you want to talk about this trick, just a few clicks, and one of them will be written down in a day or two.

But it took Yang Xiaohai five days to barely master the first set, is he too stupid? Contrary. A set of "military body boxing" that almost everyone knows, under Yang Xiaohai's pondering, Leng is a different taste. Before he came into contact with this thing, Yang Xiaohai didn't know that he had a talent in this area.

After this attempt, he found that he was quite self-taught. The reason why I dared to agree to Wang Xiaona was nothing more than to rely on my uninfected body to spare my flesh and skin and fight a bloody road! But since the "military body boxing" works very well, it has added a lot of confidence and courage.

Bypassing the fallen "infected", Yang Xiaohai glanced at the white wall and said to himself, "Sorry, I'm dirty." In a few days, my brother will ask someone to clean it up for you. At this moment, Yang Xiaohai no longer had the sadness and anger when he jumped down, but had more of a eager mentality. He carefully avoided the stains, for fear that the mess would get on his body.

You know, now he is just dressed in clothes, so he has to be careful with his calculations! When bypassing the last "infected", Yang Xiaohai glanced a few more times. He didn't pay attention when he was fighting, but now he realized that the person who dared to be killed by him just now was actually a beautiful woman in a black dress with a considerable upper circumference. Wearing stockings and a suit, a typical office girl.

"Sins and sins, Amitabha your Buddha." Yang Xiaohai folded his hands on the remains and pronounced the Buddha's name in a fake way. There is no way, the temperament that is out of tune will never change with time and space.

After rummaging through it, I didn't even have a water dispenser in this office, not to mention food. Yang Xiaohai only found a box of cigars in the desk drawer that was knocked over. Yang Xiaohai pursed his lips at the beautifully packaged cigar cigarette and threw it aside.

It is said that Yang Xiaohai has never smoked a cigarette since he came out of home, whether it is psychologically or physically, he has long been free from the control of nicotine. There's no point in going back.

Walk through the broken wooden door and stand in the hallway. He looked to both sides, and found that not far to his left was a half-cut window that opened into the wall. This shows that the place where he jumped down happened to be on the side of the building. That's fine, just clear the room you just cleared!

Yang Xiaohai made up his mind, first listened intently for a while, and then walked to the opposite side of this office. The purpose of this time is just to search for food, so as to impress the people upstairs and achieve the purpose of active exploration. So Yang Xiaohai did not catch all the infected people.

Yang Xiaohai was light-hearted and tried not to make a sound. He twisted the round handle, and with a slight push, the thin wooden door opened inward. Will hit the wall behind the door, but quietly stop. Unlike before, Yang Xiaohai only glanced slightly and walked into the room. The door was closed, and an office that looked very similar to the previous one was revealed.

Yang Xiaohai saw the wall of white flowers, and his heart was clear. The number of "infected" in this layer is small. I think most of the people got the news that day, so they all gathered in the arsenal downstairs and on the roof.

As the people on the 29th floor jumped off the building, and the subsequent "infected people" fell out of the building through the broken windows, it can be said that the people on the top of the building have survived safely to this day, not without reason. And due to the different construction of the buildings, many infected people are confined to their original rooms, with no wide floor-to-ceiling windows for jumping, and no human intelligence to be able to enter and exit freely. Although there is a lack of evidence, the more Yang Xiaohai thinks about it, the more he feels that the inference is correct.

Just thinking about it briefly, Yang Xiaohai began to rummage around. The first thing to look for is the desk drawer. This time there was a catch. In the drawer, several bags of food are being arranged. After thinking about it, he took out a black plastic bag from his coat pocket. Shaking it, he opened the mouth of the bag, and then stuffed a few bags of high-end tea leaves into it with a look of disgust.

The huge office is empty at a glance. Although there is a water dispenser in this room, it looks like no one has taken care of it for a long time. Thick layers of green moss hung all over the inside of the plastic bucket, making it look very dirty. Two bookshelves next to the desk, which contain blue file folders and various books of varying thicknesses.

It looks like this room is occupied. But so what? After walking two rooms and freeing four "infected people", but only getting a few bags of tea, Yang Xiaohai was very dissatisfied with the results. He tied the plastic bag to the belt around his waist, and as he walked, the bags of tea kept slapping his buttocks. Yang Xiaohai tightened his belt and continued to walk to the next room.

To make a long story short, Yang Xiaohai searched several offices, but except for a few more bags of tea, he still found nothing. Even if you find some snacks such as cookies and sausages, they will become moldy and smelly due to poor storage and time, and you can't eat them at all.

Yang Xiaohai, who had almost no gain, searched and came to the staircase. In the end, it is a branch of a municipal company, and the staircase is extraordinarily spacious. In normal times, of course, it is high-end and high-grade, but now it makes Yang Xiaohai frown again and again.

"How can you seal such a big opening?" Yang Xiaohai thought that if he wanted to regain the lost territory in the future, this wide staircase was a problem.