Chapter Forty-Eight: Sanhe Department Store
The two men cautiously observed the door of the bar, and there were a few living dead scattered along the road, swaying in tattered clothes.
If we don't get rid of these guys, we won't be able to go to the convenience store diagonally across the street. Lin Sheng said to Qingtian Changzhao.
You just tell me what you want me to do, and I'll listen to you. Qingtian was carrying this big bag, and he was much bolder, of course, the main reason was related to the fact that the two of them drank half a bottle of whiskey just now.
I bring in the living dead, and you clamp him with the door, and let his head in only, and I will be responsible for killing him. Can you do it? Lin Sheng stared at Qingtian Changzhao, whose face was slightly red.
No problem, guaranteed to complete the task. Changzhao replied.
Lin Sheng stuck his head out of the crack in the door and sighedγγγγγγγ There was a whistle, and the two living dead on the road instantly heard the sound, and with a snort, pounced.
The slightly taller living dead, with long legs, reached the door first and squeezed in with all his might.
Close the door and clamp his head. Lin Sheng ordered Chang Zhao as he took out his dinner knife.
Good. Speaking lightly, Qingtian Changzhao's legs were weak, he had never seen the face of a living dead at such a close distance. The mouth of the living dead was almost on his nose. Yikesγγγγγ Chang Zhao used his strength to eat milk and clamped the head of the tall zombie hard.
At the same time, the huge glass door of the bar, finally overwhelmed, with a bang, the glass on the door shattered.
Lin Sheng also ignored the two living dead who were pressed under the door frame, and hurriedly grabbed the bag behind Qingtian, and shouted while dragging it out: Quick, run to that Sanhe department store. Small places can't stop these living dead.
Qingtian Changzhao was caught and ran a few steps, and he was no longer confused, so he shouted, Lin Sang, I can run by myself, thank you for saving your life.
At this time, behind the two people, dozens of living dead people gradually gathered, like a black python, behind the two people, chasing after them.
Qingtian Changzhao had long legs, was still young, ran fast, and soon surpassed Lin Sheng by some distance.
Lin Sheng shook his tongue and summed it up in his heart: I really should say that, it's okay if you can't run away from zombies, just run past me.
So he quickened his pace and followed closely behind Qingtian Changzhao, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Sanhe Department Store.
Lin Sang, the doors are closed, what should I do. Qingtian Changzhao, who ran to the place first, gasped and looked at Lin Sheng, who was about to come to him, and said.
Smash the window pane, fast... Lin Sheng's tongue was about to fly out.
At this time, Lin Sheng only had one sentence in his heart, there was no ploughed land, only tired cattle.
After Qingtian's violent blow, the window glass was smashed open, and the tempered glass shattered into glass slag in an instant.
The two men rushed straight into the window, then kicked open the small door behind the window and got in.
Resist. Qingtian, resist, Changzhao. Lin Shengqing's muscles were bulging.
Chang Zhao was also stubbornly holding against the small window door behind him.
Outside, the living dead were still pounding on the fragile little door.
Finally, I don't know how long it has been, and the impact outside has become less and less.
The two men tentatively left the small door, and the small door was not knocked open.
After a long breath. Two people sat on the ground on their butts.
Only then did I free up my mind and observe the interior of this mall.
This once glorious department store has long been smashed inside, full of dilapidation, and there is nothing of value as far as the eye can see.
Qingtian gasped and said: Lin Sang, it seems that this place has been visited countless times, and it is estimated that all the useful ones have been taken away. After saying that, there was a look of disappointment.
That's not necessarily, Lin Sheng said mysteriously: Follow me.
Qingtian followed behind Lin Sheng suspiciously, bypassing a stage in the center, a small door appeared on the wall, Lin Sheng tried it, and unscrewed the small door.
After waiting for a while, nothing rushed out of it. Lin Sheng walked in cautiously, Qingtian didn't know that Lin Sheng had night vision, and hurriedly lit a lighter to illuminate it.
Inside was a small room, just a bed, and everything in the room was looted.
Qingtian looked at Lin Sheng with a confused expression.
Lin Sheng didn't speak, and lay on the ground and got under the bed. After a while, the gray face came out.
Two more blast-proof batons in hand. There is also a large bag of milk tea powder.
My God, Qingtian's mouth couldn't be closed, so he quickly extinguished the fireer and pulled Lin Sheng out.
Lin Sang, how do you know there's something here? Aota's face of adoration.
Well, my friend works as a security guard in this mall, this room is the rest room of the security guard, the baton was bought by him begging me to help him, and it was also my idea to hide it under the bed, and I don't know about the milk tea powder, it was an unexpected gain. Lin Sheng said.
Oh, Lin Sang, your plan actually extends so long, I really worship the five-body throw, it's too powerful. Qingtian Changzhao said foamingly.
Come on, don't make a fool of yourself, this baton is for you, this thing can't kill people, but if you hit the head hard, it will cause a concussion, and we just need to hit the head of the living dead hard, it should also have some effect. After Lin Sheng finished speaking, he handed over a baton.
Qingtian took the baton like a holy decree and shook it a few times in his hand, and it felt amazing.
What's next? My dear Lin Sang. The excited Qingtian Changzhao almost went over to Lin Sheng.
Go to the underground garage, get a trolley, pick up my buddy, and go to Tennoji. Lin Shengyun said lightly.
γγγγγγγγ Yes? Qingtian Changzhao, his face is green.