Zombie Crisis Doomsday

However, fortunately, he didn't pay attention to what the hit thing was at this time, otherwise, he would have vomited for most of the day.

The frame of the rectangular wooden door was getting closer and closer, and even dazzling white light shone from the crack in the door. Anjie gritted his teeth and rushed out of the door immediately.

Finally ran out of the classroom. According to Anjie's goal, he should return home first and then leave this town with his family. Although he thought so, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, what was in front of him

The sight made him sick again.

I saw that this corridor, less than three meters wide and less than 25 meters long, was covered with dense scarlet flesh and blood, broken bodies and limbs. The walls on both sides of the corridor were originally white, but they were also stained with varying degrees of filth.

There are no fewer than fifty zombies in this corridor, and they are still eating human limbs and muscles.

Of course, if there were not pieces of clothing and cloth left on these limbs, it would be difficult for Anjie to imagine that these were human limbs.

For a moment, he was completely stunned on the spot, not knowing which way to go next. His chest was pounded by the beating of his heart, and the chair in his hand was always tightly held in his hand.

He wished that his hands could be completely integrated into this chair, but in fact, even he himself didn't know why he had to hold it so tightly.

Just when his heart beat to the seventeenth beat, a zombie finally noticed his presence. When it turned its head to look at him, he even felt an inexplicable tremor. Its face was a kind of

Indescribably excited, it dropped an arm that had been chewed up until only bones were left, and staggered towards Anjie.

As it approached, Anjie looked at it carefully, feeling a little distraught in his heart.

This is a very beautiful zombie. It may not be appropriate to use the word beautiful to describe zombies, but if it is used to describe humans, it is definitely just right.

Her long black hair, fair skin, flawless oval face and beautiful nose all showed that she was once a very beautiful girl. Anjie remembered her, she was a student in the next class, she seemed to be this

The school beauty. It is a relatively clean zombie, at least it doesn't have that kind of flesh and filth on its face.

This can be regarded as the most beautiful zombie he has ever seen so far. He knows that if he is fascinated by its beauty like this, the ending will definitely be tragic.

The clothes on the upper body of this zombie were completely torn off by the lecherous guy, and the two small elastic balls of flesh were exposed in front of his eyes without any cover.

Looking at this beautiful zombie, it was slowly approaching step by step. The two elastic little balls were getting closer and closer. Anjie's lower body didn't know what was going on, but it became hard. The abnormality in his lower body made him...

The scene turned red.

An Jie slapped his own face hard, and there was only a crisp sound. A reddish palm print was immediately printed on his delicate face. He pinched his arm and muttered, "An Jie, An Jie."

Jie, you are really a beast! You have no life left, but you still think about such things! You, you, you..."

Before the latter part of the sentence was finished, the beautiful zombie school beauty swayed in front of him while he was talking about it, and his image was instantly reflected in her pale and lifeless eyes. After he was so frightened that he died.

Immediately after the words, the school beauty zombie stretched out its pale and dry hands, clasped its fingers together, and grabbed Anjie as hard as an eagle catching a rabbit.

He was startled and immediately raised the chair to protect his chest, trying to block the grasp.

Unexpectedly, these dry gestures were like broken bamboo, and the wooden chair was like foam. These hands effortlessly pierced the gap. From the gap, Anjie saw the two little meat balls again.

, shaking and bouncing violently up and down in his chest... Just when he was about to slap himself, he suddenly saw those arms pushing straight into his chest.

He was so frightened that he took a few steps back. The chair he was still holding in his hands was thrown violently towards the school belle zombie at the moment he stepped back. At that moment, he only heard a muffled clicking sound...

In fact, Anjie didn't even see whether the chair hit the school beauty. Bah, it was the zombie. The moment he threw out his hand, he immediately turned around and tried to hide in the classroom again. Then he

All the zombies in the classroom were eliminated, and finally they blocked the classroom and waited for rescue to arrive.

He thought like this, that beauty, bah, that zombie is so powerful, a chair is like a foam board, this is just a school beauty, fuck, this is just a zombie

Power, there are more than fifty beauties outside, hell, there are more than fifty zombies, no matter how hard you think, you can't escape, so you still wait for the rescue to arrive.

Perhaps it was because of fear that An Jie even made mistakes in what he thought in his mind.

The moment he turned around, Anjie saw a scene that amplified the fear in his heart several times. His whole body was trembling, and he even felt the cells in his muscles trembling.

The classmates who had turned into zombies and the more than ten zombies staying in the classroom had slowly walked to the door, blocking Anjie's way of retreat. Yes, he had become a turtle in the urn. These nearly twenty zombies had already turned into zombies.

Zombies have surrounded him in a small corridor, but in fact, he also saw fifty zombies above the corridor, also staggering towards this side.

Looking at the eagerness on their faces, Anjie had no doubt that if he didn't act now, they would definitely give him a grand slam of crazy tearing.

Finally, a trace of fear appeared in Anjie's eyes.

But, what's more - despair...

Seeing nearly a hundred zombies gradually coming towards him, Anjie tried to use his roars to embolden himself, but when he screamed, the zombies rushed towards him even more fervently, and he was so frightened that even his roars turned into moans.

There was a feeling that he wanted to express, but... his heart was beating too violently.

Anjie opened his teeth and bit his finger hard. The severe pain made him forget his timidity.

He quickly grabbed the almost tattered chair that was thrown on the floor. The beauty, phew, that zombie had its head stabbed through by that chair, and was twitching on the ground very pitifully. Anjie's face was unknown.

What kind of expression was that? Seeing the zombie still struggling violently, Anjie hit it hard on the head.

The sin of killing someone for the first time suddenly flooded into his heart. Anjie bit his finger again, and the severe pain made him wake up again. He held the chair tightly in his hand, he just didn't want it to happen.

It was just painful, he was not wrong. Anjie stared at the zombies that were gradually coming towards him. At this time, he had no weapons, and the only thing he could use was this broken chair.

In addition, his classmates were either dead or turned into zombies. He was alone, with a broken chair, facing a group of nearly a hundred zombies. You can imagine how lonely and scared Anjie felt at this time.

The zombies gradually took a step closer again. At this time, the nearest zombie was only two meters away from Anjie. All the hesitations turned into powder. He no longer hesitated and grabbed the chair in front of his chest while shouting.

, quickly rushed into a narrow gap among the zombies, and kept pushing away the zombies blocking the way with chairs. Faced with such a desperate situation, he was just taking a gamble, and if he stayed, he would die.

Why don't you run proactively?

If you succeed, you can survive!

Failure is just the same as staying.

Therefore, if you all die together, then you have to fight hard and die again!

With this idea in mind, Anjie used a chair to squeeze out a small gap among the zombies. Of course, the muscles of the zombies were almost dry, soft and sticky, and he would inevitably touch them when he squeezed them away. Then

His body temperature was as cold as ice, his flesh felt as soft and greasy as chicken intestines, and his body tissue would break off a piece or two of meat with every touch. Faced with such a disgusting thing, he almost felt dizzy and suffocated.

dead.

Seeing him rushing towards him, many zombies waved their arms and rushed towards him. He had to keep bending his body, and finally even reached the point of walking close to the ground. At this time, he made a discovery, the arms of the zombies

You couldn't even touch his body at all, you just narrowly missed him with his back...

An Jie seemed to understand something, but was pleasantly surprised.

After a while, he squeezed away several zombies again, but this time due to surprise and panic, he used a little more force on his hands. The belly of several zombies made a swipe, and was hit by the four legs of the chair.

A gap was made. In order to avoid the sharp claws of the zombies, he always squatted down at the waist and moved forward. Thick blood immediately spilled out from the stomachs of these zombies. Since he was half-crouching, these

The blood was spilled on his face without any reservation.

The smelly blood choked him and made him feel very dizzy. He wiped the blood from his face and immediately increased his speed. At this moment, he didn't care about whether he was strong or not, whether he was half squatting or not.

He stood up, waved his chair wildly, and ran with great strides. He screamed as he ran.

Due to the stiffness of zombies' bodies, they generally cannot bend down to 90 degrees, and at most they can reach about 120 degrees. And Anjie just discovered this, so his body instinctively squatted down to squeeze into the group of zombies.

The group moved forward. However, he suddenly stood up straight. Now, the withered arms of the cute zombies could almost be put on his neck to massage.

In just the blink of an eye, these zombies who only had food in their eyes suddenly stretched out their withered hands and grabbed Anjie frantically. He ran faster, and the chair in his hand began to wave randomly, regardless of whether it was

Whatever was captured by his retinas, he would hit him with a chair. In just a few seconds, nearly ten zombies had been hit by the chair in his hand.

The number of zombies is greater than the number of zombies. To them, these ten zombies are just a few hairs on a few cows. Anjie is just a person after all. How can he compare with them? What else can he do?

If he survived, he might go to the temple to thank God. After a while, although he was still moving forward, he was forced to a dead end.

In the blink of an eye, several zombies at the front swooped forward crazily. Anjie was so frightened that he ducked away, and they swooped forward again. This time, he couldn't escape because the zombies behind him also swooped over.

One pair of pale and withered hands was about to come into close contact with him.

Anjie pushed away an unlucky zombie and jumped back tremblingly. At this time, his back was already leaning tightly against a cold wall, and the coldness coming from the marble tiles was self-evident.

Metaphor.

Seeing those withered hands getting closer and closer, a few drops of cold sweat the size of soybeans actually flowed from his forehead.

Is it finally over?