Zombie Crisis Doomsday

At the same time in Building 3, in a classroom on the second floor, three people were sitting.

The classroom is about fifty square meters, with tables and chairs arranged fairly neatly, but the light is quite dim.

Even if they are face to face, it is difficult to see clearly the appearance of both sides, because the trees planted next to the teaching building block the remaining light of the sun, and this is the second floor, which happens to be within the coverage of these trees.

Those trees were lush banyan trees, with many forked leaves and some unknown vines twining around them.

The faint shadows of the trees were straightened, very long, and spread to the other side of the classroom.

Calculating according to the time, it is clearly noon now. If there is sunshine, it must be directly overhead.

But why is the shadow stretched so long?

No one knows.

The curtains were slightly raised by the breeze mixed with the smell of decay, and the sky reflected in the glass of the window seemed to be gloomy that could not be erased no matter what.

The three people sitting in the classroom are Wang Guowei, Wang Che and Yang Zhenning.

The three of them sat side by side on short chairs. This row was the only place not covered by the shadows of trees, so there was light. Their bodies were facing the blackboard, and their eyes were fixed on the two big characters on the blackboard.

An Jie.

It all started more than two hours ago:

This man named Anjie, when the three of them were in crisis, drove up like a god in a funny and cute car. The three of them recognized this car at a glance as the hotel's welcome car.

The man got out of the car and fought with the zombies. Seeing his bare hands, the three of them wanted to step forward to help him, but he refused.

The next second, all the zombies rushed towards him.

The three of them originally thought that this man was dead, but who knew that so many zombies blocking the school gate could not withstand his three punches and two kicks. In the end, thousands of zombies blocked the school gate.

Most of the zombies were killed and injured, all of which were punched and kicked by this man.

Afterwards, zombie reinforcements came in large numbers. Seeing that the situation was not good, the man had no choice but to take the three of them and hide in the classroom of this teaching building.

Looking back at that time, the three of them all felt very useless. They were still three old men after all, but they were taken away by the man like a chicken. Yes, the three of them were carried away like a chicken.

Get up. How can this make them think about it? They feel red in the face just thinking about it.

At that time, the three of them were picked up by this man like a chicken. The moment they were picked up, the three of them made no resistance at all, or in other words, they didn't even have the courage to resist. Just imagine, seeing a

A person who has killed hundreds of zombies with his bare hands and suffered no harm to his body is standing in front of you. How can you have the courage to just stare at this guy's face? You may even have trouble breathing and your heartbeat will speed up.

and feeling suffocated.

The strange thing is that after this man took them to hide in this classroom, he left. No one knew where he went or what he did. He was as mysterious as a god and as arrogant as the god of war.

A mysterious man.

They could only see these two big words written on the blackboard because the man said.

"This is my name."

He then said something else.

"Don't leave here. It's very dangerous outside. Wait until I come back."

After saying that, the man jumped straight down from the building... Then, several banging sounds were heard, shaking like an earthquake.

The three of them were still confused by the name and completely ignored the sound and vibration.

Now, more than two hours have passed, and the man has not come back. The three of them just stared at these two big characters with stiff faces. They stared for a long time and remained silent for a long time.

"Anjie!"

A sound of gnashing teeth sounded.

Wang Che gritted his teeth and shouted, "Who is this guy?"

The silence has been broken and the concentration has been lost.

The two turned to look at him. Yang Zhenning sighed and agreed, "He is very powerful, stronger than ordinary special forces soldiers..."

Wang Che snorted, and Wang Guowei looked at the two of them and said, "Could he be sent by some secret special forces?"

Wang Guowei didn't know as much about these military issues as those who came from these two armies. He usually only heard about it. He heard that China secretly trained many very powerful soldiers. These soldiers were much stronger than ordinary people.

Times, breaking rocks and breaking iron is just a small trick, the real Kung Fu is actually much more powerful. I heard that you can even destroy a building with just a wave of your hand.

Yes, this is just a legend.

Wang Che clenched his palms fiercely, stared at the two big characters with a sharp gaze like a jackal, and then squeezed out a sound from his throat.

"Absolutely impossible. I have seen many special forces. He is much stronger than them. Besides, did you notice the way he just picked us up, as if he was carrying three little chickens?

Able to fight zombies with ease."

The two of them were relieved. It turned out that he was sulking because of this. It turned out that he resented the man named Anjie so much because he lost face. In fact, no matter what, this man saved their lives after all.

It was critical, if he hadn't picked them up like this, they might have been swallowed by zombies.

The two looked at each other and smiled without saying anything to refute.

Wang Che raised his neck and shouted, "This kind of person, this kind of guy, can never be one of us Chinese!"

He also slapped his hands on the table, making a muffled sound, and the table shook with the muffled sound.

The shock knocked down some long-accumulated dust, and the dust slowly covered the floor tiles, like a gauze.

The two of them knew that he was very excited. Just when they were about to say something fair, a voice suddenly came from the door.

"Who is not Chinese?"

This voice sounds familiar.

The three of them turned around and saw a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old standing at the door, looking at them with a half-smile.

Isn't this the man named Anjie or who it is?

One of the three people suddenly turned pale. The young man walked in and continued, "I have been standing outside the door for a long time, and I heard some bad words about me..." After saying that, he had already walked to the podium, like a majestic

He looked down at the three people sitting in the seats below like a teacher.

The young man smiled and said, "But don't worry, I won't mind."

The young man looked at the three people, his eyes resting on Wang Che, and he said with a half-smile, "What I speak now is Mandarin in Chinese, and it is very standard. This can always prove that I am Chinese."

In fact, I am very patriotic, although not as exaggerated as during the Anti-Japanese War."

Wang Che's face turned even paler. If someone squatted down and took a closer look at his legs, they would definitely be able to clearly see that he was trembling and his legs were shaking crazily.

Wang Che's heart was half cold. When his legs shook, his heart had no warmth and was as cold as death.

Facing this monster-like powerful guy, he couldn't muster any courage at all. If ranked according to strength, he was the strongest among the three, and even some special forces couldn't compare with him.

Therefore, he can very clearly feel the strength of the man in front of him. The closer he gets, the more scared he becomes. He is now like an ant, standing in front of a dinosaur, just the genes left behind

The clips were already telling him to leave this person's side quickly.

The flow of blood is still, the rhythm of the heart is accelerated, and it may be overloaded at any time. This is the hint given by genes.

He didn't feel this way when facing zombies, but facing this guy... it was really like the feeling of being suffocated when you couldn't use any strength and you were still suffocating in the water.

This feeling of oppression is too strong.

The young man smiled and said, "Relax, don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy continued, "We are on the same front now, we are partners."

"Partner?" the three of them wondered.

"Yes, partner!" The young man nodded.

From the mouths of Zhang Peng and Xiao Yu, he learned that these people accompanied Zhang Yu to this school to rescue the survivors. When they first met, the first impression these three people gave him was that they were really tough, especially

It was the uncle named Wang Guowei. His face was covered with stubble and his locks were abnormal. He was obviously not a kind person. His body was not only huge but also had chest hair. He looked like a typical bandit leader.

The other two looked like robbers who had just come out of prison. The appearance on their heads had to make him wary, so he had to intimidate the three of them a little at first. Until the identities of the three were confirmed, it was exactly what Zhang Peng said.

Only when he saw the three people did he relax his tense heart.

Yang Zhenning looked like a good old man. He stood up and said with a smile, "Haha, let's get to know each other first."

He slapped his chest with his palm and said, "My surname is Yang, my name is Zhenning, and I have the same name as a scientist."

Wang Guowei smiled naively, but he also stood up and patted his hairy chest with one hand and said, "My name is Wang Guowei. The king is the king, the country is the country, and Wei is that Wei. Alas, I am not a cultural person, anyway.

It’s a name.”

Wang Che also said, "My name is Wang Che, Wang is the king of Wang Guowei, and Che is Wang Che's Che."

His tone was a little weak.

The young man looked at him and rubbed the back of his head helplessly, "I can still hear the two people in front of me clearly, but the one in the back..."

Wang Che's face became even paler, with a faint rosy glow.

The young man smiled, then pointed at the two big characters on the blackboard and said, "We have finally gotten to know each other. Let me introduce myself again. My surname is An and my name is Jie."

"That is, Anjie."

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