Doomsday Drug Slave

As Yang Fan walked, he murmured to himself: "Damn, I'm starving to death. If I can't find anything to eat anymore, I think I'm going to eat people."

Yang Fan was saying some depressing words when he noticed two big men suddenly emerging from the alleys on the street. One was tall and the other was short, but both had burly figures.

I saw a tall man wearing a black leather suit, grinning, with a shaved head, and a bunch of bloody human ears hanging on his chest. The overall appearance was creepy.

The short man had a different look. He had a shaved head and was wearing a Li-Ning sportswear. A large gold earring on his left ear looked very dazzling. He had the look of a gangster from the 1990s.

After the two of them laughed, they surrounded Yang Fan. The tall man facing Yang Fan suddenly took out a sharp dagger from his waist, while the other short man also raised an iron chain and shouted.

Whispering.

Yang Fan looked at the two of them without any surprise, because this was not the first time he encountered this situation. His trembling body shook with cold, then he sighed softly, and then quickly inserted it with both hands.

In his arms, two burly men, one tall and one short, shouted "die!" at the same time. They wanted to take the lead, trying to stop Yang Fan and make him panic and make mistakes. However, they found that the effect was not obvious.

Not discouraged, he moved forward at the same time and suddenly pounced on Yang Fan, who was standing in the middle and was taking something out.

Bump~ After the two gunshots, Yang Fan stood still in the cold wind. His short black hair was blown slightly, and his dark eyes were full of cold murderous intent. A second later, the killing in Yang Fan's eyes

His mood gradually subsided, so his hands holding the 64 pistol naturally placed on his sides. He slowly walked to the tall man who had collapsed on the ground.

Yang Fan raised his right foot as if nothing had happened, and then stepped hard on the tall man's right hand holding the dagger. After the dying tall man screamed in pain, he stared at Yang Fan with angry eyes and said hoarsely.

A few words: "I will definitely eat you."

Yang Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said disdainfully: "The person who can eat me hasn't been born yet."

Yang Fan raised his right hand again, aimed at his heart, hooked his finger, and after a gunshot, the tall man fell down unwillingly with an angry expression.

Yang Fan slowly walked towards the short man again. At this time, the short man was covering the wound on his leg that was hit by a bullet. He kept rubbing his back and made a fearful sound. He begged loudly: "This

Brother, please forgive me, I'm just a handyman, I haven't killed anyone, it's all Gao Yongjun's fault, it really has nothing to do with me!"

Yang Fan quickly walked up to the short man, stepped on the former's wound with a flying kick, and heard the short man's cry, Yang Fan said coldly: "Maybe you didn't kill me.

, but didn’t you also eat it? How dare you deny it?”

Just when the short man was about to argue, his whole body suddenly twitched violently, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and black blood slowly flowed out from his seven orifices. Yang Fan saw that the situation was not good and was about to retreat, but it was already too late.

.

I saw that the short man seemed to suddenly feel no pain. Regardless of the pain of the wound, he suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed the foot that was stepping on his wound, and then shook Yang Fan heavily with both hands.

flew out.

After Yang Fan felt that his body was in the air, he wanted to adjust his posture but had nowhere to use it. He could only twist his waist and hold his head with both hands, and finally fell heavily on the snow with his back facing downwards. Yang Fan did not dare to delay and held back.

After the pain of falling to the ground and the dizziness of his brain, he stood up again with a sudden jerk, and then glared at the former. When he saw the short man in front of him clearly, he was stunned in shock!

The short man with a distorted expression and blood foaming at the mouth did not allow Yang Fan to recover. He ran a few steps again and then kicked off his feet and rushed towards Yang Fan fiercely.

At this critical moment, Yang Fan finally came to his senses and reacted immediately, doing two backflips and dodging backwards. At the same time, he did not forget to shoot the short man twice with his pistol. After landing, Yang Fan observed again.

The short man's reaction was to find that he only shook slightly a few times before pounced on him ferociously again as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Yang Fan squinted his eyes slightly and felt that something was wrong. When he was thinking about how to deal with this difficult guy, behind Yang Fan, a frightening creaking sound suddenly sounded.

Yang Fan suddenly looked back and saw the tall man slowly getting up from the ground, his expression twisted sharply, his mouth wide open, his eyes were blood red, and the eyeballs and the whites of the eyes could no longer be distinguished.

Yang Fan was very surprised, and when his hair stood on end, the tall man suddenly rushed towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan found that he was being attacked from both sides, but they were originally two ordinary people, but now they turned into monsters that could not be killed by guns. Seeing this situation, he knew that he could not escape, so he had to bite the bullet and fight.

So Yang Fan kicked his feet forward, and leaned forward slightly at the same time. He clenched the guns tightly with both hands and then thrust them forward, inserting them right into the tall man's bloody mouth.

inside.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, and he pulled the trigger hard with the index fingers of both hands. But something unexpected happened, the two 64 pistols were out of bullets. The moment Yang Fan was stunned, he felt a bone-chilling blast coming from his right shoulder.

It hurt. Unexpectedly, the short man took advantage of Yang Fan's stop and bit Yang Fan's right shoulder with his bloody mouth.

When Yang Fan felt pain, his hands involuntarily let go of the guns, and then he twisted his whole body hard and felt that a piece of flesh on his right shoulder was bitten off, and the pain increased sharply again.

"Ah!" Yang Fan roared violently and then used all his strength to roll aside.

At this time, two men, one tall and one short, quickly rushed towards where Yang Fan was. It seemed that they would not give up until they killed Yang Fan. Yang Fan gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Damn it." He endured it.

Feeling severe pain, he quickly got up and ran towards the alley next to him. The two men, one tall and one short, were not slow at all. They caught up quickly and let out a hair-raising roar as they chased back.

As soon as Yang Fan entered the alley not far away, he knew something was wrong. He frowned and shouted unwillingly: "Fuck me!"

It turned out that this alley was a dead end, and there was no way to escape. Yang Fan was about to turn around and find another way out, but he saw that the two guys, neither human nor ghost, had blocked the entrance to the alley.

Yang Fan had no choice but to quickly retreat to the depths of the alley, and at this moment, the two weird guys quickly approached Yang Fan.

Yang Fan thought: Since I can't escape, I'll fight them. So he looked around but didn't find any convenient weapons. Just when he was about to fight these two monsters with his bare hands, he found that he had stepped on a tree.

The rusty iron rod. Yang Fan quickly picked up the iron rod and shouted at the two monsters: "No matter what kind of monsters you are, grandpa can kill you once, and he can kill you countless times. If you are not afraid of death, you

Just come here!”

At this critical moment, an iron door close to Yang Fan suddenly opened, and a young foreign man shouted to Yang Fan: "You can't beat them, come in quickly!"

At this time, Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, then quickly weighed it, and then rushed in quickly without hesitation. He turned around and slammed the door with the foreign man, and locked it. The moment the door closed, they bumped into each other.

The sound suddenly rang on the iron door, but for Yang Fan, his life was not in danger for the time being.

The moment Yang Fan relaxed his mind, the severe pain he had forgotten swept over him again, so he used his left hand to cover the wound on his right shoulder, but it still did not help. The pain did not subside, and even the blood could not stop flowing from the fingers.

When he came down, blood quickly stained most of his clothes red.

At this time, Yang Fan could no longer support his body and slowly sat down against the wall next to the door. When Yang Fan endured the pain and turned his eyes to the foreign man who saved his life, he realized that he seemed to have met somewhere.

Pass him.

After carefully looking at this foreign man, he roughly judged in his mind that he was about fifty years old, tall, with yellow hair, blue eyes, a typical European and American, and wore wide-rimmed transparent glasses. Yang Fan was thinking hard about where he had seen him before.

As a foreigner, the foreigner finally spoke, speaking slowly and awkwardly in Chinese Mandarin.

The foreign man said: "Little brother, you have good skills. You should have been a soldier!"

Yang Fan was stunned and asked: "How do you know?"

The foreign man pointed to a small ventilation window on the wall with his right hand, and said with a gentle smile: "Little brother, I saw the process of you fighting those two zombies outside. It was very exciting, if it weren't for the pistol.

Even if you lost the bullet, you wouldn’t have been defeated so embarrassingly.”

As soon as Yang Fan heard the tone, he knew that there was something in the foreigner's words. Yang Fan resisted the dizziness caused by blood loss, snorted softly, and said bluntly: "Stop beating around the bush, just tell me what you have to say! If it's not too much, I will agree. After all.

I'm very grateful that you could open the door and save my life."

The foreign man was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and said: "What is going around in circles?"

Yang Fan suddenly realized that a foreigner is a foreigner. He can only understand Mandarin but not the meaning of Chinese dialects. He smiled and said: "What I mean when I say that this gentleman is talking in circles is to say something quickly and fart quickly. Do you understand?"

"

Looking at the foreign man's appearance, he still didn't understand the meaning of "circling", but he was not going to waste time on the word "circling".

At this time, the foreign man suddenly became serious and spoke slowly and clearly as possible: "Little brother, I will save your life next, but the prerequisite is that you will be my bodyguard and escort me to where I want to go.

How is the place?"

Yang Fan looked at the foreign man in surprise and said, "Why save me again? I'm not in any danger now, do you need to save me? My gentleman."

The foreign man smiled and said disdainfully: "Little brother, do you know what you were fighting just now? Do you know them?"

Yang Fan responded without thinking too much: "Do you know what that is?"

After just saying these words, Yang Fan already knew that something was wrong. The situation was urgent and he didn't think much about it. But now after calming down, he immediately guessed what it was. The most similar thing to them is the movie "Resident Evil Series" many years ago.

》. He clearly remembers that when he was a child, before the earth changed dramatically, he and his friends watched several wonderful movies like Resident Evil. After watching them, they were so addicted that they wanted to be in them.

The male protagonist swept away zombies and was invincible and brave. Unexpectedly, all this became a reality. Zombies really appeared in the real world, and they were not stupid, low-level monsters that walked slowly. This is not important. What is important is

The scariest thing about all biochemical movies is that anyone whose skin is bitten will turn into a zombie.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan's expression became serious, his eyes were fixed on the foreign man, and he stammered: "You, you mean, do you mean that I will become the same zombie as outside? Since you said that,

, He said he could save me a second time, is there a way to prevent me from turning into a zombie?"

The foreign man laughed loudly and said: "That's the right answer, so little brother, don't be afraid, I have medicine to deal with the virus."

When Yang Fan heard this, he didn't believe it at all. He curled his lips and sneered: "Who are you? How could I believe that you have anti-drugs? Don't play tricks on me."

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't believe me, the foreign man was not anxious and said slowly: "You don't need to know who I am, and I don't need to prove to you whether I have the potion. Now, you can only believe my words, you have no choice.

"

When Yang Fan thought that this could only be the case now, Yang Fan, who was unwilling to wait to become a zombie, had no choice but to believe in him, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I believe you."

After making up his mind, he regained his composure and was just about to ask whether his medicine would be effective. The foreign man answered his question in advance like a prophet: "But don't think that injecting this medicine will help you."

It will be safe after that, there is still a certain chance of turning into a zombie. We have done experiments repeatedly and the probability is 12."

Yang Fan immediately cursed with an angry expression: "This is also called a counter-potion. Isn't this just gambling on your life?"

The foreign man nodded silently without saying anything.

Yang Fan bit his chapped lips and said harshly: "Deal."

The foreign man said with a face of joy: "Little brother, you see that you met me at the critical moment of life and death, doesn't it mean that you are very lucky? Don't worry, you will survive it! And you have the injection

If you are safe and sound after using the c3 potion, not only will you be able to escape this difficulty, but after you escort me to where I want to go, I will also give you a generous bonus. As long as you don't squander it, you won't have to worry about money for the rest of your life.

In addition, there is an unexpected surprise waiting for you. Of course, everything has surprises, if..." Before he finished speaking, the foreign man casually took out a shiny black pistol from the pocket of his large windbreaker.

The movement clearly expresses the meaning of the second half of the sentence.

Yang Fan's expression didn't waver at all, and he looked very calm. He looked at the foreign man, then at the pistol in his hand, and then asked: "How long will it take for him to turn into that terrible zombie if he doesn't inject the C3 agent?"

?”

The foreign man fiddled with the pitch-black pistol and said calmly: "You have 10 minutes at most."

Although Yang Fan was mentally prepared, when he heard that he only had less than 10 minutes left to live, he couldn't help but feel startled in his heart, and quickly said: "That's not how zombie movies work, zombies don't transform that fast.

"

The foreign man chuckled and said: "Little brother, the zombies in the movie don't move so fast, you'd better hurry up."

Yang Fan stopped thinking about it and said decisively: "Come on, give me the injection."

I saw the foreign man slowly take out a black leather case from behind, and also took out a syringe inside. Obviously the C3 medicine was already inside, and then he threw it to me Yang Fan. Yang Fan let go and covered the wound.

He took the tubular syringe with his left hand and inserted it into his right biceps. Then he pushed in the medicine, looked at the foreign man with a smile, and then frowned and asked: "I may not be the one right now."

Dead or alive? Can you tell me who you are?"

The foreign man smiled and said, "Let's wait until you wake up safe and sound." Before he finished speaking, Yang Fan had already passed out.