"Wow yes~" At the critical moment, Wang He let out a strange scream, turned around, struck his left elbow backwards, and stabbed the long end of the T-shaped stick in his hand into the zombie's left eye.

"Roar" zombie pained and swept outward with his left paw, Wang He's chest was wide open, and he was knocked away by a claw.

Wang He, who was flying upside down in the air, grabbed his hands indiscriminately, just grabbed the open gate of Xihu, and closed the gate at the same time as he rolled into Xihu.

Wang He, who rolled backwards, did not stop until he hit the coffee table in the living room.

He quickly struggled to get up, closed the wooden door on the inside of the door tightly, and blocked the nearest furniture to the door, and still felt at ease, when he saw the refrigerator in the kitchen, he endured the pain, pushed it over and squeezed at the door, and then sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

With the sound of zombies banging on the door, Wang He rested for a while before standing up.

The pain in his abdomen and chest had been reduced by half, and he looked down to check the injury, his jersey chest and abdomen were shattered, but there was only a little bruise on his body.

Thinking back to the two attacks just now, ordinary people have already damaged their internal organs, and then seeing that their skin is intact, Wang He "Teng" stood up.

He walked into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, gritted his teeth, and cut a wound on his left arm.

The wound was not deep, it was just blood, Wang He looked at the wound for a while, did not feel any change, smiled self-deprecatingly, and threw down the kitchen knife.

"Looks like it's overthinking." Wang He picked up his long knife, and then looked at the family.

The layout of the west and east houses is similar, and the symmetrical design makes the kitchen and bedroom go in opposite directions, and you can see the kitchen through the door, but you can't see the bedroom.

Outside the door, there was a constant roar of angry zombies and the sound of constantly banging on the door, Wang He thought about how to get out of this predicament, and kept searching around to see if there was anything useful to use.

As he approached the bedroom, he faintly heard the muffled roar of zombies and the sound of fingernails slamming the door in the bedroom.

"There are zombies!" Wang He didn't panic, the bedroom was definitely not the kind of big guy outside the door, otherwise the zombies inside would have broken down the door when he first came in, but for the sake of safety, he still raised twelve points of vigilance.

The bedroom door is one of those round doorknobs that can be opened by twisting the doorknob and pushing it in.

Wang He dismantled a chair, found a short rope, tied one end to the doorknob, and the other end tied to the long leg removed from the chair, turned the chair leg sideways, twisted the handle, and slowly opened a crack in the door.

"Huh~" A hand with festering skin suddenly squeezed out of the crack in the door, and half of the zombie's face, the short rope on the doorknob was instantly taut, and the long chair legs were horizontal outside the door, so that the zombie could not fully open the bedroom door for a while, and could only express its strong dissatisfaction through the crack in the door.

This is a mutated zombie of a twenty-eight or nineteen-year-old girl, Wang He vaguely remembers seeing her in the courtyard of the community, through the crack in the door, you can see the corpses of two old people lying on the floor of the bedroom, a man and a woman, should have been killed and devoured.

Probably seeing that there was nothing useful, Wang He picked up a wooden stick that had been removed from the chair, pushed the zombie into the bedroom, and closed the bedroom door, not that he was afraid, but that there was really no need, since there was no threat, let it go.

"Bang dang!"

There was a loud bang outside the door, and it must have been knocked open by the security door of the East House.

The security door is different from other doors, it is all open outward, and the zombies hit from the inside, only the door lock is blocked, and it is simply unbearable for the powerful power of the evolved zombies.

Like the west house where Wang He is located, the impact from the outside of the door to the inside is the resistance of the entire door and the door frame, and it is relatively difficult for zombies to crash in.

However, now that another evolutionary zombie has joined, it's hard to say.

Wang He was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, an evolved zombie was so difficult to kill, so that now the bow was broken, and the T-shaped stick also fell outside, and there was only one knife in his hand, and now there was another one, how could he fight it......

"Bang... "The two evolutionary zombies kept colliding, and the door was finally about to be unsupportable, the door frame had begun to deform, the cement and wall skin fell down with a clatter, and the whole building was trembling with the impact.

"Bang" The refrigerator was knocked to the ground by the strong impact, Wang He looked at the refrigerator thoughtfully, and suddenly rushed to the kitchen, unscrewed the faucet, opened the cabinet and rummaged over.

To no avail, he turned off the gas valve, pulled the natural gas hose down, connected it to the faucet, and threw the other end of the hose into the living room.

Then he removed the furniture blocking the doorway and threw a large pile of seasoning from the kitchen on the living room floor to shatter it.

Cut the wires of the refrigerator with a knife, tear the wire skin, soak the leaking copper wire in the water mixed with seasoning on the living room floor, and then plug the wire into the socket under the TV on the side of the door.

He himself squatted on the TV table, holding a knife in both hands, like a cheetah ambushing its prey, quietly waiting.

Wang He stared at the door tightly, his face was expressionless, and he seemed to be breathing much weaker, and the wound he had scratched on his left arm couldn't even see the scar at this time, as if it had never appeared.

"Bang dang!" The door was finally overwhelmed, and the wooden door inside crashed into the kitchen. Two evolved zombies scrambled into the room. Foot in the sewage on the living room floor.

"Zizi" was accompanied by the sound of electricity, and puffs of white smoke rose from the two zombies, and their fangs collided with each other, sounding a "squeak" piercing sound.

Under the wash of this electric current, the zombie with the broken arm and one eye stopped healing, and the cells all over the body were trying their best to resist the damage caused by the electric shock.

Obviously, this resistance was futile, and the zombie's flesh was gradually crumbling, the remaining clothes and hair on the body had begun to burn, and the skin was crumbling piece by piece.

"Slap~" There was a faint sound of plastic parts colliding, the zombies stopped trembling, and the room tripped.

The one-eyed zombie with a broken arm fell straight to the ground, and the other zombie barely managed to support itself with its back against the door frame to avoid falling.

"Yikes!" I saw Wang He roar, jumped up from the TV cabinet violently, held the knife in both hands, and slashed down with a "force to split Huashan", aiming at the head of the evolved zombie leaning on the door frame.

The "click" zombie was powerless to stop, and its head was split in two from the left eyebrow bone to the right chin.

Wang He, who solved one and was about to mend the knife for the other, caught a glimpse of the corridor full of zombies.

The sound of banging on the door just now attracted the zombies wandering on the odd floors of the entire unit, and they were blocked by the evolved zombies at the door.

Now that the big man at the door was slashed to death by Wang He, and the corpse was lying sideways, these ordinary zombies immediately rushed up to fight for Wang He's flesh and blood.

At this time, Wang He was like a predatory beast, he did not retreat, but relied on the advantage of the narrow door, put the zombies in one by one, and slashed left and right with the long knife in his hand.

The defense of ordinary zombies is extremely low, and they will not dodge and block, and they are easily solved by Wang He's knife, when the last zombie was cut off by Wang He, a gust of wind hit, and Wang He, who barely reacted, was busy blocking with a knife.

"Bang~dong" Wang He's whole person was slapped from the door, until he hit the bedroom door and fell into the closet.

"Whew!" As soon as the zombie saw a large piece of "food" flying in, he pounced on it without saying a word.

Wang He was dizzy and dizzy, and the knife didn't know where to go, but without the slightest pause, he smashed a punch on the zombie's face, wearing a carbon fiber hard-shell riding glove, and the smashed zombie's face was full of flowers, and his head was thrown back.

Wang He quickly got up, kicked the zombie down, and then stepped on it, stomping on the zombie's head.

Outside the door, the one who slapped the Flying King River was the evolved zombie with one eye and a broken arm.

With a roar, the zombie rushed into the bedroom, and in the panic, Wang He grabbed his hands and scooped up a bloody steel wire from the ground.

The zombie pounced on Wang He, Wang He jumped on the bed with a strong jump, dodged this pounce, kicked his feet, jumped high again, and crossed over the head of the zombie who rushed over.

The steel wire in his hand was wrapped around the zombie's neck, and he twisted his back in the air and fell down, kicking his feet at the lost head.

Wang He's back fell to the ground, his head hit the floor, a momentary impact, he fell dizzy, after a short period of dizziness, Wang He shook his head, covered his head and stood up.

Most of the neck of this evolved zombie was strangled by steel wire, and only the back of the neck was still covered with some skin, and those who were already dead could no longer die.

Looking at the tightrope in his hand, and then at the bodies of the two old men, it is not difficult to think about what their real cause of death is.

"Alas~" Wang He, who is also a parent, sighed, dragged the corpse of the evolved zombie out of the bedroom, closed the door, and returned the family of three to a quiet place.

Finding his knife, he returned to the seventh floor, and picked up the quiver he threw away, and Wang He walked to the elevator.

There are also two corpses in the elevator, looking at the costume and badge, it should be the same armed force as the zombie shot before, Wang He searched and found three pistols, two explosion-proof shields, three daggers, first aid kits, flashlights, etc.

There is also a certificate to prove identity, with the words "General Staff Special Weapons and Tactical Units ......" written on it, and the rest are stained red with blood and cannot be seen clearly, which is probably the team represented by the white badge.

As for other things, they are either useless, or they have been bitten by zombies, such as radios or something.

Wang He also found a mobile phone in the elevator, Wang He recognized his father's at a glance, opened the communication app, and there was an unsent video.

The video screen is shaking, in the elevator, the father is holding the child in his arms, Aunt Hao is nervously holding the mobile phone, facing the camera, and pretending to be calm and said:

"Xiaohe, everyone outside is crazy, they bite when they see people, your Uncle He is going to take us to take refuge, you have to come to us, I'll send you the location in a while, Xiaohu, you can rest assured, I ......"

The video stopped abruptly, and it was obvious that after the phone was dropped, the fingers moved away, so that the video stopped shooting.

Wang He watched it several times, and as the picture turned, he could see a special forces member standing on each side behind his father.

Judging from the physical characteristics, it is two of the three corpses. He confirmed his suspicions more and more, they were in danger on the eighteenth floor, and then walked upstairs.

dragged the corpse out of the elevator, pressed the elevator button on the eighteenth floor, and as the elevator rose, Wang He nervously raised the riot shield.

"Ding~" The elevator quickly stopped on the eighteenth floor.