End of the World: Start by controlling a god's altar

As I said before, the old madman ran no slower than Su Yuan. The two of them ran one after another and ran far away after a few ups and downs.

The middle-aged man with a shoehorn face changed slightly when he saw that Su Yuan could control the wind. His eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He suddenly shouted loudly: "Old Mother Diurei! Why don't everyone leave quickly? This rotten passage won't last long!

Others also discovered that the black mucus on both sides of the passage was slowly gathering back. Maybe in a few minutes, the passage would disappear, so they immediately rushed out.

Then, he reminded: "A group of street boys! You can't run. You have to walk quickly step by step, otherwise the mucus stuck to the soles of the shoes will be thrown up and smeared on the body."

After everyone was reminded by him, they also felt that it made sense. He quickly slowed down his pace and moved forward in small steps.

The shoehorned face walked to Bai Ying, stretched out his hand to Bai Ying, and said, "Little beauty, I think the terms you just offered are very tempting. How about letting uncle carry you on his back?"

His accent sounded awkward and awkward, like a foreigner learning to speak Cantonese.

Dugu Fat's face was ugly. He pushed away Shoehorn's hand and said, "You are the only one who talks a lot. How dare you compete with your fat man for a woman? My boss didn't have time to save you just now."

After saying that, he directly picked up Bai Ying by the waist and put her on his shoulders like a sack. And he gave Shoehorn Face a slap on the back of the head very unhappily.

When everyone rushed to the stairs opposite and relaxed, they realized that it was so dark that they couldn't see their fingers.

In his ears, in addition to the violent breathing of the people around him, there were the roars of zombies and mutants in the distance.

At this time, Su Yuan had chased the old madman to the top of the stairs, and saw that the old madman was about to jump to the top of the building.

No matter how much Su Yuan called him from behind, the old madman ignored him at all.

Su Yuan had an idea and shouted: "Master Qi! You dropped your money!"

"Fifty or a hundred?" The old madman's eyes shone brightly, and he couldn't help but pause slightly in his steps.

Just like this pause, Su Yuan took the opportunity to rush over and push the old madman to the wall.

He took out his flashlight, shined it on the old madman's face, and asked, "Why are you running?"

When the old madman saw Su Yuan turn on the flashlight, his old face suddenly became uglier than a gambler who lost all his pants!

He actually opened his mouth and put the head of the flashlight into his mouth.

Under the dazzling white light of the LED light, the old madman's cheeks immediately became like a red lantern.

Almost at the same time that the old madman made this move, Su Yuan suddenly felt a tingling sensation like a ray of light on his entire back!

A strong life-and-death crisis spread throughout his body in an instant, and Su Yuan felt that all the blood in his body gathered at the top of his head at this moment!

Su Yuan has so much experience in dealing with various crises in the last days! He immediately took the flashlight out of the old madman's mouth and threw it in the direction behind him.

When the beam of light flashed past, Su Yuan saw a dozen pale human faces the size of an average person's thumb, floating in the air less than five or six meters behind him!

The face looked very similar to a human skull, and there seemed to be two furry tentacles growing on the top of the head!

This picture only flashed in Su Yuan's eyes for less than a second, and then disappeared into the darkness.

As the flashlight was thrown out by Su Yuan, the intense life and death crisis also inexplicably dissipated.

Only the feeling of being surrounded by human faces lingers!

Suddenly, a flame lit up from below. It turned out to be Dugu Pang who lit his extra-large stinky torch.

When the stinky torch burns, the flame it emits is light black, so the torch's brightness is not that great. Even the lighting range of the torch was not as effective as the lighter he used to start the fire.

Dugu Pang also discovered this problem, so he simply gave the torch to Bai Ying, preparing to hold the lighter with a free hand to prevent the flames from being blown out by the wind.

The fire on his side had just turned on, and the old madman closed his eyes tightly as if he had seen something terrifying.

It was as if by doing so, he could pretend that the flames didn't exist.

When Su Yuan saw the old madman's reaction, he immediately reminded Dugu Pang, "Quickly put out the fire, there must be no light!"

He said this too quickly. Dugu Pang didn't seem to hear clearly, and raised his head and said "Huh?"

Su Yuan was very worried. He even felt that there was something in the darkness, rushing towards Dugu Pang.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of "poof"!

A bullet stuck close to the fat man's finger and hit the lighter with great accuracy.

A large piece of flesh was torn off Dugu Pang's right hand by the bullet, and the pain made him scream like a pig being killed.

"Who, who fired the shot? If you have the ability, stand up!"

Judging from the sound, the shooter should be among the survivors, but no one could see where the bullet came from.

At this time, there were two more gunshots.

The gunfire sounded muffled, neither as loud as a normal gunshot nor as if it had a silencer.

On the contrary, it seemed that the muzzle of the gun was covered with something, otherwise the flash from the muzzle would not have been visible.

Su Yuan was shocked. His grandma’s! These people were obviously told not to pick up the search and rescue team's gun. Where did this gun come from?

This time, both bullets hit the torch in Bai Ying's hand. Although the torch failed to be extinguished, Bai Ying was so frightened that she threw the torch away.

The torches rolled down the stairs and fell to the ground. Immediately, a group of human faces with horns on their heads and wings on both sides rushed towards the torches!

Because the light was too dim, the white faces looked shadowy in the dim firelight. It was vaguely visible that there were dark red patterns on the wings of that thing, like dried blood stains.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath and stared at those faces intently.

There were so many faces that in a blink of an eye, the torches were extinguished by them. Suddenly, everything fell into darkness again.

"What are you still standing there for? Are you waiting for someone to invite you in?"

Su Yuan grabbed the old madman with one hand and directly pulled open the half-closed door with the other hand.

In fact, the doors from the first to the fifth floors were all half-closed, but if he didn't go in, no one dared to go into the building first.

Everyone came to their senses and hurriedly followed.

...

Behind the door was a corridor that could accommodate four or five people side by side. It was pitch black here, and visibility was even lower than outside.

And as the door was opened, a stench comparable to that of an old-fashioned public toilet pit instantly filled everyone's face, and many people burst into tears.

Fortunately, everyone was accustomed to the stench, and the smell outside the building was not much better anyway.

But the further you go inside, the stronger the stench becomes. Especially when you are almost at the end of the corridor, the smell is so strong that you can't open your mouth.