Chapter 6: The Eighteen Layers of Hell
Qin Fen looked at the hair handstand, and the cold sweat flowed.
"Look at this stance, this lady. No, it's a female walking corpse. Looks like they've found me. Sniffing around in front of the door like a dog, does it smell me? Thinking of this, Qin Fen lowered his head and sniffed. Although he hadn't taken a bath for three days, Qin Fen had been in a coma and hadn't exercised much. There wasn't any weird smell on his body.
"It seems that the sense of smell of the walking corpse is more developed than that of ordinary people." Qin Fengang thought of this. There was a "knock" on the wooden door of the office.
It's not good to scream. Qin Fen hurriedly came to the door and resisted it with his hand.
The force of the impact of the wooden door is not too great. Qin Fen looked out with the help of the cat's eye and saw that only the female walking corpse just now was banging on the door. It's just that the group of walking corpses in the corridor is only five or six meters away from the office.
"What hides the smell?" Qin Fen looked at the office and suddenly his eyes lit up. He rushed to the computer desk with an arrow step, picked up a bottle of Jian Nanqiu, and while walking back, he quickly opened the package, took out the wine bottle, and unscrewed the lid. Go back to the door and squat down and pour the wine. The whole set of movements is clean and neat, like flowing water.
Jiannanqiu liquor, with its rich and soft aroma, instantly diffused at the door.
As the pungent smell of wine rose, the sound of the wooden door being slammed came to an abrupt end. Qin Fen quietly looked out through the cat's eyes, only to see that there was no female walking corpse in front of the door. The group of walking corpses that rushed in the corridor had already rushed to the door, but they all stopped, turned around and scattered. Seeing the group of walking corpses walking away, Qin Fencai sat on the ground with his back against the wooden door, and let out a long breath. looked at the small half bottle of liquor left in his hand, and poured it into his mouth as soon as he raised his hand.
Calm returned to the hallway. Qin Fen also returned to the computer desk lightly and sat back in the computer chair. A bitter smile appeared on his face.
Qin Fen's office is on the 18th floor of the entire office building, and the exterior walls of the entire building are all glass curtain walls. If you want to get out of the office alive through the window, you have to have wings. The only way to get in and out is to go through the stairs of the fire escape. The corridor of the office building is a hollow shape, with an elevator hall in the middle and office rooms distributed around. Qin Fen's office is in the northwest corner of the building. Through the cat's eye of the wooden door, Qin Fen could only see a quarter of the entire eighteen-story corridor. The female walking corpse who hit the door just now ran out of the blind corner of her sight. Who knows how many walking corpses are in the corridor over there. Opening the office door now is like killing yourself by wiping your neck. The supplies in the office are pitiful, and the water is enough for one person to drink for half a month, but there is no food at all. What's more, Qin Fen, who had been in a coma for three days, was already hungry now. Spending in the office can only be starved to death.
"Eighteen fucking hells!" Qin Fen, who thought about it and couldn't find a way out, scolded in a low voice. The voice was so small that only he could hear.