What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

While Song Shu was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for bigger bags to put the garbage bags in, Fu Ying stood at one end of the sliding door of the balcony, watching the strange zombies wandering on the road in front of the community entrance.

The building where Song Shu is located is Building No. 2, which is too close to the entrance of the community. The only advantage is that he can observe the situation of the buildings and streets in the distance.

"Oh, you haven't told me yet." Song Shu found a snakeskin bag at the bottom of the closet, took it out and copied five or six of them. "Why do you call them weird and sad? Do you have any explanation?"

Fu Ying didn't look back, but just crossed his arms and thought.

"Because "monsters" is a general term for mutant groups. Monsters and zombies, the former are more like mutated plants and animals that eat people, while the latter are more like mutated human bodies."

Song Shu opened the bag and stuffed the garbage bags into it. He was a little surprised when he heard this: "What? Even the plants have mutated?"

"But, but I haven't seen any mutant animals in recent days." She murmured, "There must be rats, cockroaches, and spiders in the residential buildings..."

As he spoke, he shuddered.

Song Shu rubbed the goose bumps on his body through his clothes and grinned: "I am most afraid of these animals. If they mutate into giant bodies, I will kill myself on the spot and be eaten painlessly."

"Not all animals and plants will mutate, and not all mutated animals and plants will eat humans." Fu Ying said, "Some are like us and have unique abilities."

Song Shu began to open the second snakeskin bag. Fu Ying looked at it for a few seconds and walked over to help her pack it up.

……

Ten minutes later, the two men placed four snakeskin bags next to the entrance door. Song Shu was ready to go out, but Fu Ying didn't move.

Seeing Song Shu's increasingly confused look, Fu Ying asked, "Are you ready?"

Song Shu patted his chest: "Of course."

Fu Ying shook her head: "Although those are weird, they are indeed real human beings. Moreover, they are not afraid of death, will bite you, and are very flexible in other aspects except that they have no consciousness and breathing."

"Are you sure you dare to do it?"

Fu Ying's voice had become deeper than before. Song Shu's heart beat faster as he listened to her words.

Take action... Of course I dare to do it.

Even if you can't do it, you have to do it.

She can hide peacefully when she can, but if she really faces an unavoidable crisis, she has to take action even if she is so scared that her legs become weak, otherwise she will be the one to die.

Fu Ying witnessed Song Shu's eyes changing from helpless to determined. She handed the black long knife to Song Shu:

"Remember, I'll go out and explore the way first, and seal the staircase to prevent the weirdos from other floors from breaking in."

"And you, pull out all those snakeskin bags, then take out the garbage bags and throw them one by one into the garbage chute at the staircase."

It was clearly about throwing away garbage, but she spoke of it in an extremely serious manner, and Song Shu listened carefully and attentively, nodding heavily.

Fu Ying moved the bedside table that was blocking the door and grasped the door handle.

The stairs and elevator of this residential building are in the middle of the building. The moment they come out, the zombies in the entire corridor will chase after them.

There are sixteen households on one floor. According to the black fog detection, twelve doors are currently wide open. There are a total of fifteen white-level monsters in the corridor, which is not a large number.

"You call this a small number?" Song Shu said in shock.

"Their numbers are not that many for me. I can kill them in an instant." Fu Ying said.

But for ordinary people, these white-level monsters are fast and quick to react, so maybe they can deal with one or two of them, but if four or five of them attack together, there is no guarantee that they can survive.

Fu Ying thought about it and added to Song Shu: "Of course, they are also dangerous to you, so you have to be extra careful."

Song Shu curled his lips. Seeing Fu Ying about to open the door, he suddenly remembered something: "Oh, if I'm not mistaken, there should be someone upstairs."

Fu Ying: "Yeah, I saw it."

Song Shu showed joy on his face.

"That means we have other companions in this building. If we can cooperate, that would be great."

"Companions? Cooperation?" Fu Ying's face showed no expression. "The more people there are, the more conflicts and calculations there will be. It would be better if we act alone."

"Besides, since they haven't come down yet, it means that this place is their base. What will they do if you rush up there rashly?"

Song Shu: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Let's deal with the monsters on this floor first."

Fu Ying nodded.

Song Shu held a long knife in his hand, stood beside the door and exhaled slowly.

"Then come on."

Fu Ying certainly has selfish motives.

She had no idea how Song Shu had lived in Aito City in the past few years, what he had experienced, or which companions and enemies he had met.

Maybe there are her companions upstairs, or maybe there are her enemies.

At least now, Fu Ying doesn't want anyone to disturb Song Shu.

She thought so calmly and opened the door.

"..."

Song Shu hasn't been out for a long time.

Therefore, when she saw that the door of her neighbor opposite was wide open and the walls of the living room were covered with blood, she was shocked.

And in the aisle, there were several zombies lying on their backs with big holes in their foreheads - her burning fighting spirit was like being doused with ice water.

From the time Fu Ying arrived here to the time they went out to throw away the garbage and kill monsters, it was only a few hours, and it wasn't even noon yet.

Fu Ying was still wondering if she had pushed the other person too hard, when Song Shu had already shouted loudly in front of her—and rushed out with a long sword raised in both hands!

“……”Actually, you don’t have to shout.

Fu Ying sighed silently.

The apartment where Song Shu is currently located is at the east end of the corridor, and there is almost no way out - except to retreat back into the room or jump out of the corridor window.

The moment she rushed out, the walking dead wandering in the corridor, their bodies stained with fresh and black blood of unknown origin, all heard the shout and turned their heads in unison.

"Oh, hehe...they are really beautiful and cute little faces."

Song Shu swallowed her saliva, and those strange zombies opened their bloody mouths and roared as they rushed towards her.

——Oh my god, it’s so fast!

When this thought popped up in Song Shu's mind, the monster in front had already rushed to within five meters of her.

——The head is literally flying in front and the body is chasing behind ahhhh!

"Cut off his head." Fu Ying kindly reminded from the side.

Song Shu gritted his teeth and didn't even have time to answer her. The first monster was already roaring, saliva and black blood flowing down its chin, and it rushed to her in an extremely hungry manner!

Puff! Song Shu swung the long sword forward from the left and hit the left side of Guai Sang's chin accurately!

It went all the way into his mouth and got stuck on the roof of his mouth!

The strange zombie whose eyes were as white as mist felt no pain at all. Under Song Shu's panicked gaze, his head slid down along the blade, and his nails covered with black blood attacked Song Shu's cheek!

"Boom--!"

Song Shu's eyes blurred and he saw Fu Ying standing in front of him.

The foot she just raised quickly kicked directly at the monster's lower abdomen, kicking him away along with the long knife in Song Shu's hand, and knocking down a group of monsters who were running towards her.

Before Song Shu could recover from his shock, Fu Ying gently waved his hand, and each strand of black mist turned into a sharp arrow and pierced into the foreheads of a dozen monsters.

Along with a series of popping sounds as the back of the head was broken, white spirit crystals rolled to the ground.

Song Shu stared blankly at those monsters who were once as fast as world champions falling down limply, and whispered: "Why... did you kill them all?"

Song Shu could not see Fu Ying's face sank in front of him, he only heard her say in a calm tone:

"Try again next time when you can control my powers."