The end of the world starts from the zombies

Chapter 126 Night Attack, Preface



Chapter 126 Night Attack, Preface

Chapter 126 Night Attack, Preface

"This is not something you should care about," Zhang Jianpeng laughed a few times, "Although I have a daughter who doesn't need to go to school, she is too young and needs someone to take care of her, so of course I can't bring her here."

"Okay," Liu Qing nodded.

After dismissing Zhang Jianpeng, Liu Qing returned to the eighth floor, where Su Cong was.

Su Cong, who had been sticking to the eighth floor, sat quietly by the bed, and still didn't seem to notice anything.

In this case, people seem to be a little numb.

"Let's go, Su Cong."

"Where?"

"Tonight, while they are asleep, we will start to act, tie up those two people, and see if we can get something out of them."

"Just the two of us?"

"Otherwise?" Liu Qing asked back.

"To be honest, there are more than just the two of them in that room, there are at least five people in that room." Su Cong sat up from the bed. "The best dagger and steel rod in the entire team are in their hands."

"Let me tell you something." Hearing this, Liu Qing settled down, "I found a group of zombies on the second floor of the shopping mall, and they are likely to come up."

"I don't care." Liu Qing shook his head. "For the sake of both of our lives, I have to pull you to a higher place."

"Then", Su Cong hesitated, "There is not only one exit on this floor, they come up, even if we can't beat them, we can go down."

"The downstairs is full of zombies. If we go down, we will die."

"Those zombies don't seem to be ordinary zombies. They will search the room to see if anyone is there."

After a few words of communication, Su Cong gave up his doubts and chose to believe in himself. Liu Qing took him to the upper floors. Finally, the two stopped at the stairwell on the [-]th floor and turned around and walked into the door. Came to another relatively complete room.

After turning around a blanket and neat seat, Liu Qing jumped over the two nearly decomposed corpses of zombies and returned to the stairwell.

When he opened the door, he took out his mobile phone, and a light shone on his face.

The white number at this time has already been displayed on September 9, at 17:10 in the morning.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

According to Su Cong, Zhang Yaozong and Li Shurui should be about to rest at this time.

It's only one floor apart, but they can't go up through the elevator, because the elevator entrance in front of the hall is sealed by everyone with hard objects, even Liu Qing can't break through the heavy piles of debris.

The sounds at night will be more abrupt, but Liu Qing is not afraid that his actions will be discovered.

According to his comprehensive speed, as long as he is more thoughtful, the other party will definitely not be able to react.

Thinking of this, he slowly pushed open the red door in front of him.

The 19th floor of Meiyuan Holiday Hotel.

Zhang Hui was half leaning on the corner of the corridor. At the same time, his eyelids drooped a little, and some drowsiness was coming from his nerves, but he didn't even dare to yawn.

At the age of 21, he was still at the age of college, but after graduating from high school, his grades were too poor. With a low score of less than [-] points, he had to make up for admission and go to a private college to continue his studies.

Originally, he himself thought the same way. One week before his college entrance examination, the mouse in his hand was still moving, and he was not worried about his future at all when he was looking forward to the system notification sound of the Pentakill.

What is Han Chuang studying hard for so many years? Naturally, it is to go to a good university so that he can find a job and a partner so that his life can be peaceful.

The reason why he can do this is naturally not because he has no future, but because he has a rich father who allows him to study abroad, spend a lot of money, become gilded, and be chic.

Originally, the whole family's plan was like this, so that they could have a way out for this hopeless son who was holding in the palm of their hands.

However, my family went bankrupt.

Zhang Hui came to his senses when he received the bankruptcy letter and the legal department came to seal the house.

It turned out that his father's serious illness was also caused by the lack of cash flow, and he was crushed.

As a result, his family plummeted, and his dream of studying abroad also came to naught.

The house was sold, the car was confiscated, and the account was blocked.

The flattering relatives in the past ridiculed, and the friends who "valued love and righteousness" in the past avoided it.

It took only two months for him to get used to his new identity—a three-none youth with 300 million debts.

Faced with constant harassment and threats from debt collectors, in order to avoid responsibility and make himself quieter, he chose to go to a hotel owned by a relative and do odd jobs in the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, after clicking and clicking, this miscellaneous thing disappeared again, and the plot in the movie, something like a zombie, broke out.

Fortunately, he survived.

"Uncle Zong and Uncle Rui seem a little strange these days." Zhang Hui, who was leaning against the wall, was a little drunk, but more importantly, he was uncertain and hesitant about the future.

"They didn't always go out before, but I found that they insisted on calling me on duty, saying that I was quick-witted, young and suitable for guarding."

After thinking about it, Zhang Hui began to think wildly, and was unconsciously occupied by some strange psychology, "Those horrible zombies upstairs and downstairs, as well as the group of cannibals, won't suddenly run down, if they run down If so, can I run away?"

Thinking of this, even though it was late at night, Zhang Hui still managed to cheer himself up, "I'm still young, and it's important to save my own life. I can't let this matter slip."

He listened attentively, not letting go of every detail in the corridor, and his heart was not affected by those rustling sounds.

After all, he is also a person who often stays up all night.

After being on duty for half an hour, Zhang Hui, who was not sure about the time, felt that it was about 12:30 now.

In the early hours of the morning, the temperature dropped sharply, and he wanted to yawn again, but held it back.

When he pinched his nose forcibly with his hands, he seemed to hear a sound of 'boom bang' in a daze.

The sound was very soft, like a clashing sound like steel, 'like someone', within two seconds after hearing it, he immediately reacted, and in the bright environment, he didn't even look at the door.

For the sake of his life and timely notification, he chose to run all the way, so that if he walked a few seconds longer, he could smash the glass in his hand against the wall.

The sound of this signal is someone's alarm.

It was late at night, not only did he not sleep, but the hundreds of people on this floor, men, women and children, only half slept.

"The door is a little far away from me. The other party must have not noticed it yet. I found him." A thick palm tightly covered it.

'Help! '

The words that came out of the mouth did not make a sound.

He wanted to call out, he regretted not calling out, but it was too late.

(End of this chapter)


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