Strike back against the dating system

Chapter 112 A Large Wave of Zombies Are Coming
Du Heng and Liu Landie were enjoying a brief moment when the door behind them opened.

Du Heng turned his head and said impatiently: "Please close the door, don't you see that it's inconvenient now?"

Then, a gust of wind blew through the empty door, and the door was locked with a bang.

"I'll go, brother, you're too enthusiastic. I'll close the door when it's over, and I won't play anymore." Du Heng suddenly heard a noise coming from the room.

The cabinet where the two were leaning together before was suddenly opened, and a hand protruded from inside.

"Damn it, my cabinet has moved too, I can't even play if I don't want to!"

After speaking, Du Heng took Liu Landie's hand, kicked open the door and rushed out.

Perhaps because he thought Lan Die was running too slowly, Du Heng directly carried the girl on his back.

But now he has no time to enjoy it, so he can only take a step forward and run towards the front.

There were bursts of roars from behind, like claws slicing through glass.

Du Heng couldn't hide it anymore, "Well, I have to be honest, we are indeed in danger now. This is no longer a horror house that can be played, but hell."

Lan Die leaned her head on Du Heng's shoulder, "That's why I said, don't lie to me."

Suddenly she smelled a strange fragrance, which seemed to be on Du Heng's neck, and her expression was a little dignified for a moment, but she didn't say anything, just closed her eyes.

Du Heng looked at the road ahead, and suddenly a big hole opened. Instead of retreating, he rose up and accelerated, carrying a girl on his back, and crossed the four-meter gap in a big stride.

He landed gracefully, slid a few steps, and then continued to run.

Du Heng has only one thought now, Livia, where did you go?Didn't you say you'll be back in a while?I will never say you are flirtatious anymore, come back soon.

Du Heng didn't dare to look back at all now, because he could feel the power of the monster behind him. Just the terrifying aura emanating from a distance could make goosebumps appear on his back.

A few white figures flickered in front of them, and they screamed, full of deep resentment.

Du Heng quickly slammed on the brakes and ran towards the passage on the left.

"Don't say it, it's quite exciting, and now we may have to go through a lively fan meeting."

Where Du Heng just walked, all the road behind him disappeared, and the wall in front of him continued to spread a disgusting and smelly liquid, and stretched out countless hands that wanted to break through the wall. These hands seemed to be wrapped in a thin film, making the One feels a layer of oppressive despair.

"Fan handshake meeting, let's talk about it next time!"

Du Heng muttered to himself, then changed the girl's position, hugged her to his chest, and rushed with a sliding shovel along the ten-meter passage.

When I reached the next intersection, the road ahead became muddy, and everything in my career became scarlet and dirty.

Suddenly the wall began to squeeze towards the middle, and ripples were produced, with the general effect of surging red waves.

Liu Landie hugged Du Heng tightly, and didn't dare to open her eyes at all. Her eyebrows were trembling slightly, and her soft body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Du Heng said curiously: "Don't worry, with me here, we will definitely be able to escape alive. One thing to say, this is also a beautiful moment worth remembering. Can ordinary people experience this kind of treatment? Certainly not."

Just as Du Heng was about to rush over, he suddenly saw the pool-like road in front of him, with red bubbles constantly churning, like ripples on the surface of water, and faces appeared one after another, with their mouths open as if they were saying something.
Du Heng stopped and asked, "What are they talking about?"

Lan Die lay on Du Heng's back and observed carefully, "Want to go home and play basketball? Want to find a wife? Pay me back my wages? These lip expressions are a bit hard to guess."

"Wow, as expected of our smart and beautiful girl Landie, she can actually understand lip language."

"Even if you praise me, I won't be happy."

"So what should we do now? The road behind is gone." Du Heng stood awkwardly on the spot with the girl on his back, unable to move forward or backward, with walls on the left and right.

Lan Die said shyly, "Put me down first, your back is too hard, it hurts to rub against me, and your legs are swollen from scratching."

Du Heng carefully put the girl down.

He stared at the girl's eyes earnestly and intently, and supported her shoulders with both hands, Liu Landie froze on the spot, trying to avoid the other's fiery gaze.

At this critical juncture, when life is about to disappear, this idiot finally understands his heart, do you want to confess?
Du Heng said loudly: "Don't worry, I'm not an accident! We will definitely get out alive, even if I die, you won't die, please believe me."

Although Liu Landie was a little moved, she still felt a little inexplicably lost in her heart, because the other party's words could be said to anyone, not just to herself.

The girl looked at the bright red wall with some gloom, and then threw a punch angrily, and then the whole wall began to vibrate violently, instantly shattering and opening a hole.

Du Heng was dumbfounded on the spot, his jaw almost hit his foot with his mouth open.

"Yes, it's really convenient to have a lot of strength. It's good to move bricks and do farm work."

Lan Die was also a little surprised, looking at her fist suspiciously, it was stained with some red liquid, but it wasn't her own blood.

But being inexplicably regarded as some kind of rude girl with strange power, the mood became even more sad in an instant.

Suddenly she felt her left hand being held tightly by someone, and Du Heng was holding her hand, preparing to crawl through the wall.

But this violent fluctuation also caused some monsters in the water.

The ground that seemed to be paved with liquid suddenly violently churned, all the liquid faces disappeared, and then turned into a huge red palm, like a huge wave on the sea, slamming towards the two of them.

"Wow, what a big red oil chaoshou."

Before Du Heng got into the damaged wall hole, he still didn't forget to complain.

In the next second, the two of them were all blown away by the water pattern, and Du Heng hugged Liu Landie at once.

The red liquid soaked the clothes of the two of them, and both of them are now drowned.

Water droplets continued to flow down the hair, and the clothes on their bodies became very heavy. The two of them looked a little embarrassed, and felt a chill.

Lan Die whispered, "It's so cold."

Du Heng comforted: "Just take a cold shower, and when we're done with work, let's go eat hot hot pot."

Du Heng felt the girl in his arms trembling, looked down and saw her snow-white skin was wet, the clothes soaked in red water were stuck to the skin, and the underwear was faintly visible, which was a mysterious purple.

That pitiful posture, like some kind of little beast waiting to be fed, feasted the eyes of a certain man.

Du Heng immediately turned his eyes to other places, and then hugged Liu Landie tightly, definitely not to take advantage, but simply to prevent the body temperature from losing too quickly.

Du Heng began to encourage: "Come on! I feel that we are getting closer to the exit."

When he just took a step forward, the scene in front of him changed again, this time it seemed to be the scene when he just entered a mental hospital, and there were a few yellow lights on at the end of the dark corridor.

Du Heng took a few steps forward tentatively, then turned around and ran quickly.

There are more than a dozen weird humanoid creatures in front of them, shaking their heads, baring their teeth and claws, turning their hooves and palms, howling ghosts and wolves, and holding weapons such as chainsaws, steel pipes, massage chairs, bricks, kitchen knives, washing machines... So why did they get in here? So many strange weapons?

They ran forward tremblingly, with devil-like steps, as if they had suffered from a cerebral thrombosis for ten years and had their leg bones broken with a sledgehammer, so that they seemed ridiculous and absurd .

When they get close, you can clearly see the clothes they are wearing under the light. They are all hospital gowns from a mental hospital, and one or two have no face. It seems that they are not doing well, so they have no face. Ancestors.

　I recently conceived a new novel, which is also very interesting, and I plan to wait until the end of this book to write it, but the plot is set as the end, the hero's force value will be lowered, and the intelligence will be improved accordingly.

　　If there are no accidents in this novel, there should be three thousand collections.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)