Doomsday: I manage a zombie cemetery

Hongteng City, the downtown financial circle.

There are many high-rise buildings here, as the most developed city within a few hundred kilometers.

The downtown financial circle of Hongteng City was originally a place where rich people gathered.

Many buildings have open-air swimming pools, sky gardens, helipads, etc.

These are generally provided for the leisure of wealthy customers and bosses.

However, now that the virus has broken out for three months, they are basically flying.

The water in the open-air swimming pool has long been dry, leaving yellow water stains on the glass.

Qin Feng drove slowly along the way, thinking about which building to go to.

There must be a lot of modern equipment on these high-rise buildings.

Now the bloody villa at home has no good furniture except a sofa that can be seen.

There are no other modern equipment, and now many people are thinking about the cemetery, so his weapons and facilities must keep up.

The supplies are far from enough.

He still has to build it manually, so that he can defend against these people with bad intentions as soon as possible.

After a walk, Qin Feng parked the car under a financial building.

This building has 28 floors in total, with a vast rooftop on top.

Qin Feng looked down just now and saw someone hanging clothes on the rooftop, but the person disappeared, so there should be survivors.

Just as Qin Feng got off the car, he saw a figure swaying on the seventh or eighth floor of the financial building.

Is it a person?

Qin Feng frowned. He walked so flexibly, so it must be a person.

One floor is so high, and it is a financial center. The survivors on the seventh or eighth floor will not live on the top floor.

It seems that the survivors here are still divided into layers.

Qin Feng shrugged. This has nothing to do with him.

If others don't offend me, I don't need to offend others.

The door on the first floor was not closed, and Qin Feng walked in swaggeringly.

The once prosperous financial commercial street has now become depressed and withered.

The huge hall is full of scraps of paper, messy clothes, bags, shoes, etc., all covered with dust.

There are also corpses, but they are either rotten or have been gnawed into bones.

Qin Feng glanced at the sign downstairs, and the shopping mall was above the 17th floor. He couldn't help but cover his forehead.

This shopping mall was designed by a ghost. It was on the 17th floor, but it was not a place for ordinary people to consume, so it was easy to understand that it was on the upper floors.

The elevator could not be used, and there was only a safe passage leading directly to the upper floors. Qin Feng opened the door and walked up.

Mo Chuan had noticed Qin Feng as early as when Qin Feng appeared under the financial building. He lay by the glass window on the seventh floor and stared at the well-modified heavy truck.

His suit was wrinkled. He had not taken a shower since the building was completely cut off from water a month ago.

His beard was thick and his hair was long, all connected and lumped together.

There were also black stains on his body, and the whole person exuded a sour smell.

But the moment he saw the heavy truck, the desire to plunder burst out in his eyes.

"Old Mo!" Someone behind said, "I found a bottle of mineral water, come and drink it."

"Here is a pack of biscuits, left over, with ants crawling on them. Shake it clean and you can eat it, can you come over?"

The person who spoke was called Lu Kuan. He called for a long time but Mo Chuan didn't respond, so he walked over.

The situation on his body was not much better than Mo Chuan's.

Seeing Mo Chuan's appearance, he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing? Don't look, no one will come to save us. Don't think about going out, Xu Jiahui and others went out a few days ago and were eaten directly. Have you forgotten?"

Mo Chuan smiled, showing two rows of yellow teeth: "I think we can go out."

"Oh," Lu Kuan said, "Dream your mother's daydream."

Mo Chuan sighed and said: "I'm serious, look at the heavy truck below, see it. It's a specially modified, very cool one."

Lu Kuan looked down and saw the heavy truck at a glance Ka, exclaimed: "Is there any expert coming here? This car, there is nothing that can't be modified."

"Just now a young man came, about 20 years old," Mo Chuan said, "quite strong, he has come up to the building, he should be looking for supplies. This heavy truck is driven by him."

"He will definitely not want to take away old men like us, and there are not many supplies here, he will definitely leave quickly."

"If that happens, we will have no chance."

The more Mo Chuan said, the more vicious he revealed in his eyes.

As Mo Chuan's brother for many years, Lu Kuan and the other knew each other's thoughts very well.

Lu Kuan made a gesture of cutting his neck and said, "Are you talking about this?"

"Yes, that young man must not be familiar with the structure inside the building," Mo Chuan said, "We will ambush him later, kill him and take the car."

"Do you remember the cemetery mentioned on the radio? We will go to the cemetery after we take the car."

"Many people don't believe that there can be supplies and defense systems in a cemetery. I think there must be no one occupying it, so let's occupy it."

"By then, we will be the king there, and we can play whatever we want in the doomsday."

As he spoke, Lu Kuan's heart was moved, as if he saw himself becoming the king of the doomsday and being surrounded by stars.

He squatted down and said, "Then kill him, who told him to come to the door voluntarily. What about Xiao He, should we take her with us? There are still more than a dozen people on this floor, what if they see us moving?"

Mo Chuan glanced at an office room behind him and said, "It's all ruined, why take her? There are all kinds of women out there. Have fun once more and leave. As for those on the same floor, kill them all, it's useless anyway."

Lu Kuan and Mo Chuan looked at each other, nodded and stood up, and the two of them went to the room with their belts in hand.

As soon as the room was opened, a woman wearing only a top was stunned for a moment, and quickly shrank into the corner.

"You, you are still coming?" Xiao He's eyes were already empty. She had been played with crazily every day during this period. "Please, please, don't. It hurts so much, I'm bleeding. Don't."

The end of the world is coming, how can these people be more terrifying than the zombies of the end of the world!

"We are leaving," Mo Chuan unbuttoned his pants and went up, saying, "Let's have a farewell shot."

Xiao He didn't have the strength to resist, not to mention that the other party was two tall men.

So, screaming, crying, struggling.

And the sour smell mixed with ambiguity in the air

Qin Feng heard a loud noise when he passed by the seventh floor, and the whole floor was filled with a sour smell.

He frowned, but did not open the passage door on this floor, which was locked anyway, and turned to go upstairs.