I made myself the protagonist

"Mr. Pang, don't be angry. Although we didn't find anything this time, we have completed the task of exploring the road. Shen Tinglan and his group don't seem to be unreasonable. If you say a few more nice words, it shouldn't be a problem. Don't embarrass us again." Lin Yu picked up a poster from the ground, folded it in half and immediately fanned Pang Badian.

"For an outstanding entrepreneur like me, no matter where I go, others are fawning over me. When did I fall to this level of virtue? No matter what I do, I have to look at other people's eyes. Damn it, who does Shen Tinglan mean? Are you worthy of letting me kneel down?!" Pang Badian became angrier as he thought about it, and couldn't help but kick the iron gate to vent his anger.

Lin Yu and Jia Chen were frightened by the sudden loud noise. They hunched their necks and looked around nervously. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that no zombies appeared.

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Pang, you are the only one with such an open mind. For the safety of our lives, you have to bear the humiliation and bow your head to the villain." Even though what he said was against his will, Jia Chen had to bite the bullet and continue to lick it.

After working in the company for several years, he has long seen through that these leaders are often pretentious and have a success-hungry character; those flattery words that sound disgusting and contrived in the eyes of others are indeed very useful to the leaders. of.

Sure enough, after hearing what Jia Chen said, Pang Batian's expression softened a lot. He was about to say something, but at this moment, the sound of a woman crying suddenly came from the small warehouse not far away. .

The cry was ethereal and shrill, with a hint of resentment in it, which made people feel sympathy and want to find out.

The woman's cry was particularly abrupt in the quiet afternoon courtyard. The three people in the courtyard looked at each other and couldn't help but follow the direction of the cry and arrived at the door of the warehouse.

The area of ​​this small warehouse seemed to be less than twenty square meters. Looking inside through the crack of the white-painted wooden door, Lin Yu found that it was pitch black inside and he couldn't see anything at all.

"Hello?" Pang Batian carefully stood outside the door and knocked on the door.

The person inside did not respond to them. She cried very sadly, like a frightened animal trembling and huddled in the corner, and the strange and shrill screams filled the dark warehouse.

"This shouldn't be a zombie, right?"

In Pang Batian's knowledge, apart from making some meaningless syllables from their throats, those infected would not cry like they do now. What's more, they asked each other outside the door and made such loud noises. If there was any movement, if it were really a zombie, they would have pounced on it and attacked.

"Mr. Pang, the door seems to be unlocked."

Jia Chen said, and with a slight push, the small white door in front of him made a "squeak" sound and slowly opened.

As the sunlight poured into the warehouse, within the sight of the three of them, a woman's figure appeared in the dark corner ahead.

The woman only wore a thin sweatshirt on her upper body and a pair of tattered shorts on her lower body; she was extremely thin, with long pale golden hair and white, almost bloodless skin.

Even if she senses someone is there, the woman always carries them on her back, sits on her knees, covers her face with her hands, and keeps making chilling wailing sounds from her throat, completely immersed in sadness and unable to extricate herself.

Looking at this strange woman who exuded a strange aura all over her body, she looked more like a female ghost than a human being. Pang Badian and the other two people suddenly felt a chill running down the soles of their feet and up to their heads, feeling terrified.

"can i help you?" Jia Chen swallowed, stood outside the door and asked softly: "what's going on here?"

Seeing that the woman didn't respond at all, Jia Chen looked at Pang Batian hesitantly and said to him: "Mr. Pang, I always feel that there is something wrong with this woman, why don't we leave as soon as possible..."

"What's there to be afraid of? This woman might just be scared out of her mind!" Pang Batian said, his eyes inadvertently falling on the shelves behind the woman.

On the dusty compartment, he suddenly discovered a Desert Eagle pistol.

Due to the previous conflict, all the guns that the four of them had collected in the weapons store had been confiscated by Zhao Sicheng. He had not seen the power of this revolver before. With just one bullet, it could easily blow up the head of an infected person and injure him.

It is also much higher than other pistols.

Thinking of this, Pang Badian rolled his eyes and fell on Jia Chen who was standing aside: "Go, ignore this crazy woman for now, help me get that gun."

"But……"

"Why don't you go quickly? Let's get the gun and leave!"

Lin Yu hurriedly pushed Jia Chen: "You have weapons in your hands, how can you be so timid when facing an unarmed woman?"

"All right."

Jia Chen tightened his grip on the fire ax in his hand, slowed down and walked gently into the warehouse. Looking back, Pang Batian and Lin Yu were still standing at the door, gesturing for him to hurry up.

For fear of alarming the other party, Jia Chen almost held his breath and slowly came behind the woman step by step. Because of his nervousness, he did not dare to look at the other party from the beginning to the end.

The shelf was less than half a meter away from the woman. In addition to the gun, Jia Chen also found a flashlight. He carefully held the Desert Eagle in his hand, and Jia Chen suddenly showed joy.

Seeing that his companion had successfully obtained the weapon, Pang Badian gave him a thumbs up and waved quickly, hoping that Jia Chen would come back. Jia Chen nodded quickly and left the room with satisfaction.

Before leaving, the woman was still sitting there quietly, crying to herself, as if everything happening around her had nothing to do with her.

Glancing somewhere from the corner of his eye, Jia Chen suddenly noticed something seemed to be written on the wall on the left side of the warehouse.

"Mr. Pang, there seems to be something on the wall!"

"Look, what's written."

Probably out of curiosity, Pang Batian encouraged him to turn on the flashlight and shine it on the wall. Under the light of the flashlight, the three of them suddenly discovered that what appeared on the snow-white wooden wall was written in bright red paint.

in a sentence:

【ceda is a liar!】

Suddenly, an ominous premonition came to his mind. Jia Chen shivered subconsciously, and the flashlight in his hand rolled to the ground. He trembled and bent down to pick up the flashlight, but at this time, the flashlight gradually rolled along the floor.

On one side, through the orange beam of light, the dust filling the air can be vaguely seen.

"Dong-"

The flashlight slowly stopped, and its light shone impartially on the woman in the corner. It seemed that she sensed something, and at the same time, the woman who was crying suddenly became quiet.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, they found that the woman put down her arms and slowly turned her head.

"Idiot, shoot!" Pang Batian cursed Jia Chen angrily and started to grab the weapon in his hand.

On the other side, after Lin Yu saw the woman's appearance, he was so frightened that he turned around and ran out.

In the darkness, the woman's eyes exuded a strange orange light; she raised her hands, revealing the sharp nails that were stained with blood and were more than fifty centimeters long. Before Pangba Tian and the other two could react, there was a sound.

With a loud and sharp roar, the woman quickly got up from the ground, and in just a moment, she threw them down.