The end of the world starts from the zombies

Chapter 141
He remembered the days before the apocalypse broke out too clearly.

"The flow of people coming and going, how many people are left alive?" After talking for a while, as the only survivor, Liu Qing had mixed emotions in his heart.

He looked around.

There is joy, but also a dry loneliness.

Not many people escaped from the 29th floor, and they couldn't get far. Facing these gun-toting and inhumane humans, I had to deal with them first.

Loading the automatic rifle in hand, Liu Qing didn't try to shoot.

The recoil of the gun is indeed great, but this is only for ordinary people, so you don't have to try it yourself.

There may be people in the stairwells on both sides, and the lights there have been destroyed by me, so I just need to walk lightly, like a cat like before, and I can strike ahead and kill those gangsters.

Walking out of the room, Liu Qing walked around the corpses with ruptured intestines and walked towards the stairwell.

The closed fire door had been closed, and it was pitch black inside.

He looked at the stairs above, and walked up first.

The touch of the concrete steps was as cold as ever, but he did not relax his vigilance because of this, listening carefully with his ears, and stepped up step by step.

'Humph, humph', there was a slow and faint breathing in the darkness, it was his own breathing.

Walking through the few third floors, he didn't find other people. Presumably, the other party felt that the distance was too close, so he didn't dare to stay on it.

So he walked down.

Going straight all the way, it was still quiet outside the door on the nineteenth floor, but there was a strange smell in the air.

The people on the nineteenth floor should have noticed something strange, but they didn't act rashly because of it.

Liu Qing could imagine that if he went in rashly, he would be greeted by countless swords, guns and sticks.

He shook his head, although it was not a big threat to himself, there was absolutely no need to go in.

Walking through the rooms on the [-]th floor, Liu Qing didn't find anyone except Li Shurui and Su Cong who were sleeping.

There was still no one on the seventeenth floor.

All the way down, he didn't miss every room, and finally found five remnants on the twelfth floor.

After lying on the door and confirming their identities through their communication.

Liu Qing used sound positioning, put the black muzzle of the gun against the door, and pressed the trigger directly.

'beep beep beep'

Taking advantage of the other party's panic, Liu Qing poked his head towards the gap, took a look and immediately retracted.

"There's one more person alive."

He took out his dagger, gripped it tightly, and threw it.

'Bang', after the continuous evolution of the brain's reaction, the dagger hit the target's chest.

At this point, the rest of the room is dead.

After confirming that everyone was dead, Liu Qing walked into the room and began a body search.

Perhaps because of the disconnection of the signal and the hasty escape, the five people did not have mobile phones on them, but only a pistol and a few magazines.

Collecting the magazines, he walked out of the room and headed to the next level.

Perhaps because the floors are close together, there are more remnants on the eleventh floor.

They may have detected the gunshots upstairs, so they lay in ambush in the corridor.

Not long after he walked into the fire door, two black pistols were aimed at himself.

Fortunately, Liu Qing's ears were sensitive, and his movements were quick to dodge, so the bullet just passed by his chest.

Rather than taking risks, Liu Qing retreated from the fire door.

The opponent has a gun, and he is not sure about the number of opponents, so it is the best policy to leave directly.

But this trouble had to be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise he couldn't feel at ease.

With the experience of suffering a loss, Liu Qing chose not to take the stairwell again.

He went straight down to the first floor of the hotel, and he didn't find anyone other than the dense crowd of zombies.

Therefore, he eliminated the possibility of the existence of the remnants of the first layer.

On the second floor, the rooms and corridors were empty, so he also ruled it out.

There was no one on the third floor, but when he went up to the fourth floor, he chose another way to enter the outer eaves of the hotel by climbing the window.

The windows were open, and the heat was blowing in.

The downward-facing building once again became the size of an ant, neat and orderly.

Holding his breath, he put down the firearm and stood on the outer eaves with a pistol and three magazines.

He didn't dare to relax in the final action, and used his skilled climbing skills to master the balance and power of his body and move sideways step by step.

Finally, he found two people in the room and corridor.

They were hiding in a room, sitting on the bed and communicating constantly, looking serious. At the same time, only one of them was holding a pistol.

'Bang, bang, bang', after three shots, Liu Qing skillfully dealt with the two people, and Liu Qing started to travel again.

Taking advantage of the unexpected geographical advantages and the strong impact of the firearms, Liu Qing acted very carefully. Finally, when he approached the eleventh floor of the hotel, he went all out and dealt with as many as ten people.

Liu Qing didn't know if they had any extra accomplices, but after climbing continuously, facing the threat of the last floor, he felt a little tired.

Sitting on the bed in the room, lying on the soft and elastic mattress, Liu Qing couldn't control her fatigue and lay down.

"Maybe I can try another method?" He looked at his palm, and a thought arose in his mind.

If you are in the wild, the position on the eleventh floor is like a soil bag, there may be moles or termites in it, and they hide in it, making it impossible for people to enter the position inside.

This is a means of avoiding danger.

But seeing the tricks, if you want to capture the animals inside, people will choose to flood them with water, or use the smoke produced by the fire to smoke them out.

Liu Qing thinks this method is feasible.

The remnant of the eleventh floor is probably the floor with the most accomplices in the entire hotel. If there is a better way, he doesn't want to take the risk.

After a short rest, standing on the edge of the wall, Liu Qing observed all the rooms.

Just a cursory look, I conservatively estimate that there are as many as ten people on this floor, and most of them are equipped with pistols.

Kneading the cloth brought from below into several balls, Liu Qing looked at the four people in the room and turned around.

Then he used the high temperature brought by 'salvation' to ignite the cloth very smoothly.

In the end, he pointed the flaming ball of fabric at the position of the bed sheet, and threw it straight out.

'Bang', the fireball collided with the bed sheet, making a slight sound, and instantly ignited the bed sheet.

The raging flames burst out from one point, burned vigorously in an instant, and then spread to both sides.

In a blink of an eye, the sheets and the mattress caught fire.

(End of this chapter)