Mist

The light in the building is very dark, only the entrance is bright.

Judging from the location where their car crashed into the building, one could barely see the four characters written on the wall in the center of the lobby: Runjin Building. On the left side, the distribution of each floor is engraved with a metal panel. It can be roughly distinguished that this is a building. Commercial and residential buildings.

The smooth marble floor in the lobby was stained with blood, and there were some **** handprints on the walls. The glass broken by the car and the overturned garbage in the trash can were spilled on the floor, nothing else.

"How are everyone?" asked Song Qinglan in the car, "has anyone been injured?"

The front of the car was severely deformed, and even the already crowded rear seat was even more immobile.

Song Qinglan's sound was very close, and it came into her ears during the monsoon rain, just like when he heard it on a public channel for the first time.

"I'm fine." Replied during the rainy season.

Except during the monsoon rains, no one knows what happened before, and no one has a memory of the last death.

Just now, when the space car hit the death countdown, the adrenaline soared, so the heartbeat was very fast during the monsoon rains, and even the head pain that hit the back of the front seat when braking was not felt.

"I'm fine."

"fine."

…

Duan Wen's voice in the passenger seat was painful: "I, I seem to have stuck my leg."

Li Chun gave a "grass" voice: "Come on and help! Wen brother is stuck!"

"Ho ho..."

The voice came faintly.

The building was empty, and the dark corridors were very deep, making it difficult to tell which direction the sound came from, but it was definitely not far away from them.

The car crashed into the building just now, and the movement was too loud, and it must have disturbed the nearby zombies. This building looks quiet, but there are many zombies hidden.

Duan Wen's left leg was stuck under the center console of the passenger seat. Once his teammates tried to move the deformed part, the pain was unbearable.

"You go first, don't worry about me!"

The voice of the zombies was getting closer, and Duan Wen panted heavily, with cold sweat on his end: "Go!"

"How could we leave you behind!"

"Brother Wen, hold on!"

Song Qinglan inserted Shenmian into the gap formed by the center console and motioned to Li Chun to protect Duan Wen's knee.

In this case, he still remained calm and decisive, and only quickly said: "Stop talking nonsense, hold back, you have to go together if your leg is broken!"

The absolute trust formed over the many missions in the past made Duan Wen never resist the captain's orders, so he gritted his teeth and nodded: "...Okay."

"Quick!" Zhou Mingxuan urged, raising his gun and looking around.

The footsteps in the corridor are getting louder and louder and more anxious, and even the roar of "ho ho" is close at hand.

"Boom!"

I don't know who fired the shot, and several zombies were splashed with blood and fell to the ground in horror.

But this corridor seemed to lead to hell, and soon more "hoho" and footsteps sounded, and zombies that were several times more crazy than the previous zombies appeared!

"Hurry up!" Li Chun was jealous and shouted, "Team Song!"

The dark sleep was used as a lever by Song Qinglan.

Because of the force, blue veins appeared on Song Qinglan's forehead, and the muscles on her arms accumulated strength, and the explosive force caused the center console to be pryed, making a toothy sound.

"what-"

With an uncontrollable scream, Duan Wen's leg was finally rescued, bloody, and bones were visible in the wound!

Li Chun's hands trembled: "Brother Wen!"

Duan Wen looked pale when he was about to faint, Li Chun carried him on his body, and Song Qinglan shouted, "Go!"

Five people and one wounded were fighting and retreating in this building with limited entrances and exits. When they came, the entrance was broken with glass, and the corridor with the exit on the left was also blocked. Zombies are pouring in continuously, and the squad is like a headless prey, thrown into a trap, it can be said that it has just left the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den!

In the gunshots, waves of zombies were killed, and the building was like a maze with nowhere to escape.

With a "clang", someone knocked open the fire door.

Tang Le, who had been silent for a long time, yelled, "Here!"

Everyone retreated into the corridor, the emergency light was on in the corridor, and there was no one inside.

But soon, there was a intensive commotion under the corridor, and everyone's expressions changed, and a group of zombies rushed up from downstairs!

"Ho—"

"Ho—"

At this time, the zombies following them swarmed into the fire door. Under the orange emergency lights, these pale-faced humans were photographed as if they were soaked in blood, evil and primitive, and joined the group downstairs, densely blocking the corridors. Water can't leak!

The gunshots were intense, and the white walls were stained red with flesh and blood, brains, and residual limbs.

The group retreated to the second floor. Zhou Mingxuan only opened the door and glanced at it and yelled: "Fuck me! This is an exchange! How old is it to go out and do business by yourself!"

On the second floor, there was a black head, and there were all zombies that could not be found, and the number could not be estimated!

Tang Le and Zhou Mingxuan closed the fire door abruptly, ignoring that the door was hit with a loud noise, Tang Le quickly entangled the chain on the door: "Go up!"

"I can't go up!" Zhou Mingxuan was lacking in skills, and shouted at the zombies chasing downstairs, "Maybe it's a dead end!"

"Going down is also dead!" Tang Le roared, "Then what do you say!"

Everyone had to retreat and then back again, and in a blink of an eye they reached the fourth floor. During the monsoon rain, they suddenly said, "Go to the sixth floor!"

Li Chun carried Duan Wen, almost crying, and couldn't say anything: "Still?!"

Song Qinglan gritted his teeth and shot, the zombies in front of him crawled over the corpses piled up in the corridor, and he shouted: "Go!"

"Hey!"

The fire door on the sixth floor was knocked open and it was quiet.

With the light coming in from the emergency light in the corridor, a zombie rushed from the darkness, and was shot headshot by Zhou Mingxuan, who was walking ahead and opening the road.

"close the door!"

"Find something and don't go!"

The flashlight lights up in the dark, and there is a noise coming along.

Song Qinglan has a keen sense of hearing, and she quietly stopped: "Quiet!"

In the chaotic flashlight beam, a female zombie rushed from the corner.

"Shoo-" With a sound, the zombie's forehead burst with bleeding holes, its gray-white eyes widened, and he fell to the ground.

During the rainy season, there was a little light in the black eyes, and the white diamond bird was held in his hand. I don't know when the silencer was installed.

There was a crashing sound outside the fire door behind the team, mixed with the zombies' unique roar.

The silent solution made the zombies not find them. They only stayed outside the door for a short time, and the chaotic and heavy footsteps quickly skipped here and went all the way up.

They are temporarily safe.

The light was bright and dazzling. It was Tang Le who found the power switch on the wall.

The decoration here is very exaggerated, crystal lamps, pink cotton candy-like sofas, marble and glass brick walls make a group of men do not understand what this place is.

"High-end beauty salon." He put the gun away during the rainy season and said, "No one is usually there."

Zhou Mingxuan suddenly raised his laser gun at him, aiming at the red dot and squinting his eyes when the monsoon rain was irritated. The next second, with a "poof", another zombie fell down not far behind him.

During the rainy season, he looked back and calmly said, "Thank you."

Zhou Mingxuan gave a courtesy.

Song Qinglan had already put Duan Wen on the sofa of the beauty salon with Li Chun, and the blood soon soaked the sofa. Duan Wen lost too much blood, his legs were folded at an unnatural angle, and he was completely unconscious.

Li Chun is in charge of logistics, and he is also doing simple medical treatment in the team. Seeing this situation, he can't help but feel fever in his eyes.

Song Qinglan was calmer than Li Chun, and said to everyone: "Stop the bleeding first and find a clean towel! Then see if there is a first aid kit!"

Everyone: "Yes!"

During the busy searching, Zhou Mingxuan asked: "Counselor Ji, how do you know this is a beauty salon."

During the rainy season, he said: "There is a floor map downstairs."

As if not accustomed to considering whether others can understand his words, he added another sentence during the monsoon: "It's right next to the building sign."

Zhou Mingxuan also remembered that there is indeed a distribution map next to the four words "Run Jin Building", but ordinary people will only scan it in that situation, let alone remember each floor clearly. Distribute content too.

Coming along the way, Zhou Mingxuan and his attitude towards the monsoon rains changed a bit. Listening to him at this time, if it weren't too heavy, Zhou Mingxuan would simply like to compliment him from the bottom of his heart.

They quickly found the first aid kit, and Li Chun also found the towels in the disinfection cabinet.

In this case, Li Chun couldn't even sew with a needle. There was no other way but to temporarily wrap Duan Wen's left leg with a bandage combined with a towel.

It was easy to stop Duan Wen's blood, Song Qinglan's hands were already stained with blood, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead. He looked around and his eyes fell on Tang Le.

Tang Le slid sitting in the corner, without a word, his eyes were absent, as if he had only come to life for a short while.

Song Qinglan looked at Tang Le solemnly for a few seconds, as if he had something to say, but in the end he only turned his head and asked, "Where is Consultant Ji?"

Zhou Mingxuan was startled slightly, and pointed to the direction of the bathroom: "Go over there."

7:40 in the morning.

The toilets of this high-end beauty salon are spacious and bright, with four princess-style washstands arranged in a circle, carpeted, and scented candles. You can smell the fragrance when you walk in.

But at this time, the scent was mixed with a faint **** breath, and a few blood-stained tissues were thrown on the carpet.

There was a splash of water.

Song Qinglan circled the round washstand half a circle, stepping on the innermost position and spotting the monsoon rain.

During the rainy season, I wash my face, or wash my hair all over with water.

The viscous blood was mixed with water and turned pink into the enamel wash basin. The tips of his hair and his eyelashes were dripping, and his soaked skin looked whiter than usual, and the raised brow on his forehead became more conspicuous. —It was he hit in a car.

In the mirror, I also saw him during the rainy season: "Team Song."

After a fierce battle, everyone has almost rolled around among the zombies. Unlike their guardians, who are like soldiers, they love to be clean during the rainy season. Everyone can see this.

The strange thing is that even if you have seen the monsoon rain, it is not useless, let alone the vase that you imagined to be mixed with the A-level mission, his appearance will still make people feel that he is fragile.

Song Qinglan pointed to her forehead in the mirror, and asked unconsciously, "Are you okay."

During the rainy season, he said, "It's okay. How about Duan Wen?"

Song Qinglan: "The left leg is fractured and the artery is injured. I am afraid that the leg will be scrapped."

The action stopped during the rainy season.

Song Qinglan said: "It's better to carry him back no matter what, it's better than not seeing people."

Too many things happened along the way too fast.

They were caught off guard and pushed by the situation step by step, first Tang Qi, then Duan Wen, and then to the present situation.

but if…

Probably they both thought of going in the same direction. The two of them were silent at the same time, but no one said the indeterminate possibility.

Song Qinglan didn't come to find people for small talk. Soon he went straight to the subject: "Counselor Ji, how do you know that the back alley is behind the warehouse?"

Put down the towel during the rainy season: "Then how does the Song team know where the fake wall is?"

"That woman suddenly remembered when she suddenly changed under my nose."

"It's a coincidence, me too."

Judging from the current situation, the only people who can remember what happened last time are the two of them.

Song Qinglan hugged her arms, she was a little bit evil, and she didn't care too much and said, "If it wasn't for me to be crazy, I remember you should get into the car."

Nodding during the rainy season: "Yes, but I was not lucky. I just got into the car and drove out shortly before I was hit and killed by the space car I just encountered."

It seems that the last death was not a fond memory for them.

It turned out that the sacrifices afterwards did not work. Song Qinglan cursed in a low voice "Fuck": "It seems that we are not crazy."

Song Qinglan turned on the faucet and washed away the blood on her hands.

The bones of those big hands are distinct, blood stains have been stained into the nails, I don't know if it is Duan Wen's or whoses.

Song Qinglan paused before leaving. He turned around, his deep black eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see through his heart during the rainy season.

"By the way, consultant season, do you remember the mission mode?"

"Remember, it's our Ouroboros."

During the monsoon rain, I suddenly understood something. In Western legends, ouroboros represents circulation.

How similar to their current situation!

Song Qinglan suddenly brought up this topic. Seeing the reaction of the rainy season, she gently put it down and reminded: "This matter has no clue. No one knows whether our guess is right or not. If it is wrong, it will be irretrievable. I hope it can be kept secret for the time being."

Song Qinglan's black combat uniform was covered with dark red blood stains, as if he was drowsy during the monsoon rains. He said: "Then what, come to the hall as soon as possible to discuss what to do next."

Two minutes later, when he returned to the lobby during the monsoon rain, he threw something at Song Qinglan.

It was just used as a lever when prying a car, and then used as a well-known killer-Shenmian, which was used as a door handle to pin the fire door.

The fire door was fastened by the fire axe just found during the monsoon rains.

In front of everyone, there is no conscious of being a subordinate during the rainy season, and the tone is serious: "Weapons should be used when they should be used, and it is best not to leave."

Everyone: "..."

I just asked to twist the bottle cap, and now he dares to give pointers, consultant Ji has become more and more courageous.

Song Qinglan's words fell into Song Qinglan's ears, as if he had said it last time at the park management office.

During the monsoon rains, this person is really a must-have.