"Go downstairs! Fast! ”

Xiao Guan was able to suppress more than 100 people with his own ability, and his reaction was naturally extremely fast. He turned around and ran towards the stairwell as he heard movement downstairs.

And the righteous brother who was standing next to him also quickly followed with a serious face. When the two of them left the fourth floor first, Ding Xingke, who was a little behind, would not have such good luck.

If it were true, he moved faster than the woman who was closer to the stairwell, but he didn't follow on his own initiative, but was squeezed out by those behind him.

And if it weren't for the kindness of the righteous brother who walked in front to stop him, it is estimated that he would be able to squeeze him directly to the third floor this time.

Bang... Bang...

And with the sound of the table and chair falling to the ground just now, the small building with only six floors almost sounded upstairs and downstairs at the same time.

…

Just half a minute later, the third floor, which Ding Xing had previously said was full of landmines, was squeezed into more than 100 people.

These people don't care about covering their mouths and noses now, and defending against the foul smell. They don't even care about what they're stepping on. It's just that the front chest is against the back, and I watch my instinct continue to move forward.

After all, compared to the sinful nose and disgusting physiological reactions, it is obviously your own life that is more important.

And although the environment on the third floor is harsh,

It didn't smell good, but overall they were lucky.

Those who just ran last on the fourth floor are really pitiful, they are still blocked at the door, there are nearly seventy or eighty people crowded in the narrow corridor trying to get in, trying to retreat and unable to get out. He could only use his own flesh and blood to stop the zombies who had rushed up, and act as a human wall for those who ran into the third floor first.

As for whether they were voluntary? That doesn't matter anymore, the consequences of running a slower step are now obvious.

"Close the door!"

I don't know from which corner, who shouted first, and it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

After a brief silence, more and more people began to echo it. Not only did they agree with the man's statement just now, but they didn't even think about it anymore and took action.

"Yes, yes, close the door, they're coming up!"

"I can't close it... Come and help! ”

"Let's work together..."

“…”

A little further back in the crowd, a woman who looked to be in her thirties was clasping her arms around her chest, trying her best to stop her trembling.

Although she had successfully followed the large group into the third floor, the threat of death had not been lifted, and the fear and fear on her face were still very obvious. Her eyes were filled with tears, which melted away the dust that had been building up for a long time as they ran down her cheeks.

"There's someone out there! There's someone out there..."

She watched as the door of the hall on the third floor was slowly closed by the people inside, and her lips trembled and she shouted.

It's just that I don't know if her shouting is too small in this noisy environment, or if she is deliberately ignored by those around her.

So her kindness to those people outside the door did not attract the attention of those who were pushing the door, and the hall door was still slowly closing with difficulty in changing.

"Don't close the door... Please! ”

"Let me in, let me in..."

"Ahh It's biting my arm, I don't want to die yet, help me..."

“…”

The zombies that have been rushing up one after another blocked the door of the road, crying and begging heartbreaking.

These people didn't want to die, and even though the zombies' claws were already reaching for them, they were still struggling to hold on, using their bodies to hold on to the gates, against the same kind of people inside who wanted to send them to hell.

They were expecting a word of sympathy from the room, and that the man they saw as their savior would stand up and allow them to enter.

"It's not our fault, if it's to blame, it's this fucking world!"

"Whoever makes you run slower deserves your death," said a tall, but very thin man.

"... Get out of here..."

"Everyone's working hard..."

A door, inside and outside the door, a group of people who originally had a common goal were divided into two waves.

The contradiction between life and death is not only reflected in whether the door is closed or not, but also in the pleading and indifferent language of their group.

The people outside the door just want to live, and the people inside the door don't want to die either!

Who is right and who is wrong no longer makes any sense at this point. It can only be said that someone has seized the life of sin in hell.

What they do is insidious, sinful, unconscionable, and unethical.

But the result is... They survived.

It may be debatable whether this is human nature, but there is no doubt that we are all the same.

No one wants to die, do they?

……

And when they were killing each other, those zombies who had lost their minds and only knew how to devour and kill ironically became the most determined and united with each other.

They may not understand what is happening between their foodmates, and they may not care what is the use of them fighting for that thin door.

Their movements are very simple, and each scratch of their nails can bring up a large bead of blood. Every time I lowered my head and opened my big mouth with sharp teeth, I could bite a large piece of fresh flesh with blood flowing everywhere.

They are like hungry wolves in captivity, enjoying these feasts that have been huddled together and have no room to move.

Soon, the bright red blood gathered in the corridor into a chilling river of blood.

A portion of the viscous blood flowed down the stairs, staining the steps red. The other part dripped from the edge of the stairs to the downstairs, causing even more agitation from the monsters downstairs who had not yet enjoyed the delicious taste.

"Guan Xiu, you can't die well..."

An unwilling heart-rending sound resounded through the stairwell, and in the incessant roars mixed with it, the resistance of those outside the door became more and more overwhelming.

After all, even if they could restrain the fear brought by the zombies, they couldn't reverse the survivors who were squeezed together from the fourth floor in panic behind them.

The door that symbolizes the boundary between life and death is finally slowly closing...

Until the hideous faces outside the door completely disappeared, and they could no longer be seen. All that was left for everyone in the room was a vicious look that came through the crack in the door, but nothing could be changed.

After closing, the door could no longer be shaken, and it was immediately blocked by everyone in the house, no matter whether it was a person or a zombie outside, it was impossible to break through for a while.

A middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief as he leaned his back against the door with his hands on his knees.

"No... It's all right..."

More than a dozen people glanced at each other, and they could clearly see the kind of horror, fear, and happiness in each other's eyes after a short period of safety, but there was no imaginary remorse.

But it was only a matter of a few seconds before the group straightened up and looked around. "Brother Guan... What about Brother Guan? ”

Although these people survived for the time being, they did not forget that they were still in great danger. They knew very well that when the zombies outside ate the crowd, they would still rush in sooner or later.

So before that, they had to escape from the third floor, which was more than ten meters above the ground. And Xiaoguan is their only hope.

In the crowd...

There were a dozen people who seemed a little out of place in their surroundings. They put their shoulders on each other's shoulders and blended in with the crowd, never participating in the battle for the gate from beginning to end.

"This Xiaoguan hasn't been stupid yet, and sure enough, the way back has been left in advance."

Old man Kong, who was in second place, looked at the window and pinched Li Wu's shoulder, and muttered in his ear like a thief.

Li Wu, who was at the head of the line, rubbed his ears and nodded unexpectedly, "Our leader has already said that this surnamed Guan is definitely a ruthless and vengeful guy, so it is not surprising that he left a way back for himself." ”

By the window...

Xiao Guan fastened the safety buckle that he had prepared long ago to the rope, and then raised his leg and went to the window sill.

"Don't mess around, everyone, get ready, come one by one..."

Xiao Guan looked at the room and pretended to reassure him, then kicked his legs and jumped out of the window without looking back...