The end of the world starts from the zombies

Chapter 139
The bloody face appeared in an instant, and the thin middle-aged man's movements trembled, and he hurriedly threw out the semi-uranium stone in his hand.

Throwing away the thing symbolizing fatal temptation, the expected situation did not happen.

The zombie king's body was still shot straight like a cannonball.

The sense of crisis is constantly spreading, and the red blood is hidden on the outside, as if he is addicted to killing. The Zombie King's primary goal has become to get rid of him first.

Seeing this scene, the thin middle-aged man panicked, but he was prepared to dodge.

But compared to the terrifying speed of the Zombie King, his speed is too slow.

Dodging most of his body, the zombie king who bounced over looked a little tired and didn't use all his strength.

But the moment the skinny middle-aged arm came into contact with him, a "tearing" sound was heard, and the skinny middle-aged right arm was "bumped" off.

"Ah!" He screamed, stroked his shoulder blades, and roared in horror: "Quick, shoot it quickly."

Perhaps because he was used to this kind of sneak attacks, the big man on the side looked calm and stared at the bloody figure.

Immediately afterwards, when its stature was slightly stagnant, the big man narrowed his left eye, and his thick fingers pressed the trigger.

'Hoo', the metallic syringe flew straight out. When Liu Qing touched it, he found that the long needle had already penetrated the Zombie King's buttocks.

The colorless liquid exerted an excellent effect, and the piston handle stretched instantly. When the liquid was injected into the Zombie King's body, its figure began to shake.

The sluggish face didn't move, and it opened its mouth for a moment as if it was about to roar, but it didn't last for a few seconds before it fell down with a 'boom'.

The few remaining strands of hair and almost no clothes were stained with blood and the blanket. Its bloody body looked like a pile of indistinguishable rotten meat.

After confirming that the zombie king was down, the big man crouched in the corner and got up straight.

Beside him, a thin middle-aged man was clutching his shoulder blade in pain. Blood was pouring out from the bones in the wound, and his face was getting paler.

'Phew', the big man let out a sigh of relief, then walked to the side of the bed and groped in the drawer. He dug his hand inside a few times and took out a rolled piece of gauze and some red potion.

A thick voice sounded, "Hey, Qingsi, bear with me, I'll wrap it up for you."

He walked to the side of the thin middle-aged man and began to bandage.

For the big man, the matter had come to an end. Most of the people on the 29th floor were dead, and one of his accomplices was killed and one was injured. Fortunately, the fourth zombie was still subdued by him.

The sudden situation seemed to be ended by himself.

But in his other hand, he still held a black pistol tightly.

He did not relax his vigilance. The death of his accomplice and the cause of the Zombie King were caused by someone else.

He remembered this very clearly. The guy cut off his companion's head with greater strength than an ordinary person, and he also had a sharp enough weapon.

But he probably doesn't have any powerful weapons.

Although his back was facing the door, he kept an eye on the direction of the door from the corner of his eye at all times, so that if he was attacked, he still had the ability to resist.

So he bandaged Qing Si casually, and after ensuring that the gauze was in shape, he let him complete the final process by himself.

And he himself stood on the other side of the door, loaded the pistol, and stood in the blind spot of the door, carefully observing the situation of the door.

In the high altitude where the heat wave was surging, the sunlight was reflected by the layers of glass, and finally converged on him.

Standing on the eaves of the wall, Liu Qing turned sideways and looked in. The moment he saw the huge needle inserted into the Zombie King's body, he felt very calm.

It's like watching a movie.

"Why is he standing by the door?" Liu Qing was a little puzzled when he saw the big man holding the gun in his backhand with a cautious expression on his face.

"This big guy made it look like there are other enemies outside the door."

Seeing that the big man looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, Liu Qing waited for him for 5 minutes in order not to cause accidents and to avoid being hated forever if he made a mistake.

I watched him bandage the wound, and watched him stand there for 5 minutes.

He looked absolutely stunned.

Liu Qing thought about it for a while, "Is this guy waiting for me?"

Thinking about it this way, the more he thought about it, the more likely he was. Based on his observations in the hotel these days, it seemed that he was the only one who caused the upheaval on the 29th floor, or the enemy.

"Let's take another look." It's not the enemy, it may be an accomplice, but the other party is every person with a gun on his body.

And the marksmanship must be more accurate than Li Shurui.

His own flesh and blood was still too weak to withstand the damage of the pistol.

So, another 10 minutes passed, and Liu Qing watched helplessly as the thin middle-aged man finished bandaging the wound, and watched as the big man stood there for more than ten minutes.

He decided to act.

Join if you can't fight, the best way to face firearms is to use the same firearms to deal with him.

Liu Qing took out his pistol from his waist. There was still one bullet in the black muzzle.

"Paji", took out the magazine, loaded the last bullet, across the air vent, Liu Qing looked through the scope and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the big man's head.

Finally, he squeezed the trigger.

At the last moment when the bullet was fired, the big man seemed to have a premonition, and looked sideways, as if he wanted to turn his head.

But everything is too late.

'Bang', with a gunshot, a blood hole suddenly appeared on the back of the big man's head.

The blood in the wound was bottomless.

Like everyone who was hit by a bullet, his body was shocked by the impact of the bullet, he staggered and fell straight down.

At close range, there is no chance of escape.

The thin young man who had just bandaged his mutilated arm turned around with surprise on his face, and then saw his own face.

He opened his mouth wide, momentarily looking like he didn't know what to say.

Without hesitation, Liu Qing clapped his palm after finding out the strength. When his chin was raised, the thin young man passed out directly.

After killing the big man and knocking the skinny young man unconscious, the first thing Liu Qing did was to lock the door.

There are still some survivors on the 29th floor, and I am not sure if there are any accomplices on the other side.

Moving the cabinets and chairs inside, and using heavy objects, he blocked the door of the room tightly.

Next, he began a body search.

He didn't know where the big man's previous AK was left. Apart from a very sharp long dagger, he only had a slightly camouflaged suit on his body.

As for the comatose, thin middle-aged man, that is, Qing Si, besides the two pistols he was wearing, he also had the same satellite phone as Jiang Qi.

(End of this chapter)