Doomsday After Turning into a Zombie

"Ah—" There was a piercing scream in the silent city.

"Excuse me, did a case happen here yesterday? Mr. Police?" The reporter, who has a keen sense of smell no less than a German Shepherd, had been guarding here an hour ago.

Under the flashing lights, the policeman's face turned slightly blue, and he retreated a little to avoid the microphone that was about to be forced into his mouth. After a set of routine rhetoric, he turned and left.

They were very sorry to take a few photos of their backs, thinking about how to write the manuscript when they went back.

A reporter who was adjusting the camera gave a slight exclamation, raised the camera again to catch up, and was blocked by the crowd again.

"What's wrong?" asked the senior who came with him.

"It's nothing," the little reporter smiled, thinking that he was dazzled, how could there be a bite mark on the wrist of the policeman who just arrived.

When the news was reported that day, it hardly caused much panic. Everyone living in the city has countless things to do every day, and there is no time to deal with cases that are not related to them.

Yan Hao was lying on the bed in the dormitory, holding his mobile phone and indulging in the world of paper people. The news that popped up on Weibo was quickly crossed by him, and the news that the female college student was bizarrely injured and suspected to be insane did not stay in his mind for a moment.

When I came out of the world of the mobile phone, I realized that it was dark outside.

"It's broken!" Yan Hao got off the bed, put the phone aside, wiped his hair with his hands twice, packed his bag and went out.

Yan Hao is good-looking, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that often sparkle everywhere, and there are quite a lot of people who pay attention to him. On the way to the school gate, many people greeted him.

An unremarkable private car was parked at the gate of the school. It was the most common brand on the street, and he walked past it without stopping.

Open the door and sit in, and the car will start after 1 minute.

Yan Hao was bored in the car, resting his chin on one hand and watching the scenery outside the window.

"Stop playing games for the mentally handicapped today?" A slightly mocking voice sounded in the small space.

Hearing this, Yan Hao put down his hands, leaned back, chose a comfortable position, and looked at the person in front of him who was about the same age as him.

"Come on, who gave you shame." Yan Hao spoke in a friendly manner, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, but anyone who is a little familiar with him knows how dark the other party's heart is.

The driver shrugged, "Hey, Yan Hao, tell me, what happened to calling you over today."

Yan Hao revealed an unpleasant breath between his brows, and then he loosened his frown, closed his eyes and stopped thinking about other things, and replied lazily: "Who knows."

"But why are you calling me for this? Is it appropriate to call me a rich second generation?"

Yan Hao laughed: "I can't help it, you are the only rich young man I know who likes ordinary cars."

Han Zheng turned his head and looked ahead resentfully, muttering: "This car looks ordinary, but it's all been modified, okay?"

"Okay, got it, drive faster."

"...I'll go, really treat me like a driver."

The white buildings imprinted into the eyes, Han Zheng stopped the car, unlocked the car, and looked at Yan Hao who was about to get out of the car, and finally grunted and squeezed out the words: "Be careful, a few days ago I Dad said that Uncle Yan's body may..."

Hands crossed together, made a bad movement.

Yan Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, and patted Han Zheng on the shoulder before getting out of the car, "Thank you, brother." "

Now that he came to the hospital, Yan Hao went around and bought two catties of fruit to take with him. He carried the fruit and walked slowly, without any sign of his anxiety before.

However, his brain was spinning extremely fast without a moment's rest. Today, what did Yan Wentao call him to do when he came back? Could it be possible to see him divide the property by calling him when his health is failing?

Thinking of this, Yan Hao couldn't help laughing, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

He stopped and looked at Ward 506 that Han Zheng had told him, with his toes half-tilted, he almost wanted to turn around and leave immediately.

Reason stopped his irresponsible thoughts, took a breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

A hoarse voice came from the door, "Please come in."

Yan Hao pushed open the door, and the first thing he saw was his old father lying on the hospital bed with a weak face, who was ready to say goodbye at any time, and beside him was a beautiful woman with reddened eyes, biting her lower lip with her white teeth, It was she who had just spoken.

Then there was the young boy who showed hostility when he came in.

Yan Hao smiled in his heart, it's really interesting, this family is reunited, did you call yourself to come over and make things difficult for them?

Yan Wentao struggled to open his eyes, breathed slowly, looked at the eldest son who was standing high above the door, he was in a daze for a moment, Yan Hao still looked very similar to his mother.

Luo Jiali next to him burst into tears, interrupting Yan Wentao's thoughts, turning his head to see the beautiful black hair, the light in his eyes softened, this woman was the one who had been with him for half his life.

He was hesitant before, but after seeing his eldest son, Yan Wentao almost felt no guilt at all.

The fifth floor is a special area for the rich and powerful, and Yan Wentao is the only patient in the room.

It is very troublesome for a dying person to speak, "Yan Hao, I am dying."

He deliberately paused, trying to see the expression on Yan Hao's face, but failed. He felt a little regretful, but felt that this was the right look.

"You've grown up now, and you've become a man who can stand up to the sky, ahem—" After the coughing sound, Yan Wentao lost half of his energy again.

A hoarse and weak voice slowly floated into the ears of the three people.

"I leave everything in the house to you, and Dad believes that you can be the head of the family, but your brother, your brother Xiao Rui is still young, and Jiali's health...is not very good, so I will leave the company to them. Cough cough— —”

Every time he explained something, his anger became more obvious, Yan Wentao patted the hand of the woman next to him.

"So, cough——, Xiaohao, what do you think?"

Yan Hao had already leaned against the wall, keeping a safe distance from this loving family. After hearing what the old man said before he died, he could hardly suppress his smile.

For a long time, he was called out specifically to share the property.

He suddenly took a step forward, and the woman and child sitting on the stool tensed up, tensed their bodies, and looked at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Yan Hao had been thinking about what he had done to make the mother and son so afraid of him, and now he was not afraid of tearing up with Yan Wentao, and when he got close to the hospital bed, he opened his mouth and said very coldly: "Ask me how I am? Don't you have any idea? How did the Yan Family develop? Don't you have any idea?"

The pupils of the dying patient dilated, the ECG monitor also changed, and Didi Didi issued a warning sound.

At this time, Luo Jiali and Yan Rui's mouths were like clamshells, and no one stopped Yan Hao.

"You—" Yan Wentao's health has always been poor, and now he is even more angry when he hears Nizi's words.

Yan Hao casually walked around to the other side of the hospital bed, turned his head sideways to look out the window, and could see some doctors surrounding someone.

He was not interested, and turned his head to look at Yan Wentao, the malice in his eyes was exposed without any concealment.

"Rely on my mother's money to raise women and illegitimate children, and then give them all the money?"

Seeing the complexions of the three people getting worse gradually, Yan Hao's mood was not very good, his bad breath was accumulating in his chest, and he rushed around trying to find an outlet.

In the end, Yan Hao hid all the deep meaning in his eyes, "I don't need your inheritance, just leave all my mother's dowry to me."

After finishing speaking, he didn't want to stay here any longer, so he left the ward without any entanglements.

It doesn't matter what the expressions on the faces of the three people behind them are.

When Yan Hao walked quickly in the corridor, he was still holding back his anger, and even thought about how to coax people he knew to start a business with him when he went back.

With Luo Jiali's raised flower who doesn't know the rules of social survival and Yan Rui's little kid who doesn't understand anything, it's not difficult to suppress Yan Shi from their hands and completely destroy Yan Shi.

Yan Hao looks very gentle, he doesn't care about others, and he is very calm when encountering situations. In fact, he is a hard rock, and he is not willing to compromise with others at all.

Obviously, as long as he appeals to fight for it, most of the possibility of the company will still fall on him, but he would rather smash the jade than the whole.

So at this time, he clearly knew that he was stupid for throwing away the inheritance and not inheriting it, and the death of the mother and child would disgust them, but he still did it and refused to bow his head.

When I went downstairs, I happened to pass by several doctors, and they were holding a screaming patient in their hands.

A doctor walked up with his hands on his shoulders, complaining: "I was bitten now. What kind of disease do you think it is? I'll go get a tetanus first, and you take it home first."

Maybe it was because Yan Hao's words were too harsh, Yan Wentao didn't even get through the day. In Yan Hao's heart, the mother and son, who were silly and sweet, packed Yan Hao's mother's belongings and sent them to Yan Hao's university the next afternoon. Pretty neat.

The corners of Yan Hao's mouth twitched slightly, and he returned to the dormitory with the big suitcase in his arms. It happened to be the weekend, and everyone else in the dormitory had gone out and would not come back, so Yan Hao was alone.

After spending a wonderful morning with the paper man on the bed, Yan Hao got off the bed in a daze, feeling that he had a little low blood sugar, and he should change his bad habit of not eating breakfast, otherwise his body would not be healthy and he would be fooled The sweet mother and son are so angry that the loss outweighs the gain.

The box on the table attracted his attention. He opened it curiously and looked around. Since his mother passed away, he has never stepped into his mother's room, nor has he seen any of his mother's belongings, just to avoid seeing things Siren, he is well now, and only his mother's relics are with him.

Flipping through it casually, he took out a safety button from inside, Yan Hao paused when he saw it, it was a gift from his mother when he was a child, but he lost it later.

Once it comes to the past, it will inevitably be a little sad, Yan Hao frowned slightly, after thinking about it, he still put on the red string, the milky white safety buckle is against the skin, it is cold and has a different kind of beauty.

Yan Hao then responded to the messages sent by several friends, and some relatives hinted whether they needed help to take Yan's family back.

Yan Wentao was gone, and everyone who was close to Yan's family wanted to jump over to eat some meat. Yan Hao patiently blacklisted everyone who hinted at helping him seize property.

Closed the phone and breathed a sigh of relief, he is not a mother and son, cooperating with wolves, tigers and leopards, and in the end he is the loser who may be sucked dry.

Looking at the blue sky, he smiled self-deprecatingly, what Yan Wentao said before was correct, he was just a heartless monster, look, now that his father is dead, he doesn't feel anything.

Yan Hao didn't come to the cafeteria very often, he tapped on the table with his meal card: buddy, let's say hello more often in the future.

He didn't eat anything in the morning, and he didn't dare to order too greasy food to stimulate his stomach. After taking a few mouthfuls of food, sweat was already spreading from his back.

He took the plate away a little annoyed, and completely lost his appetite. When he came out of the cafeteria, the sun outside was already covered by dark clouds.

Yan Hao: ...Look, the day changes as it says it will.

When I came here, the weather was cloudless and fine, and I changed my face after eating a meal.

He turned to leave, thinking about how to start his plan.

At that time, Yan Hao never thought that he would never have a chance to take revenge.

It was just dawn, Yan Hao felt his eyelids were heavy, but his ears kept roaring.

It wasn't until the dormitory door was kicked open that Yan Hao broke free from the nightmare, his eyes were dull, he looked at the panting intruder, his brain was still in a dead state, and he only felt the roaring noise in his ears.

"Yan Hao!!" Han Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, fear appeared in his normally dark eyes, he rushed up and grabbed Yan Hao's wrist, dragging him off the bed.

Yan Hao, who was naked from the upper body and only liked to wear pants when sleeping, was completely exposed to the air. The safety buckle flew away and then fell back, sticking to Yan Hao's skin. Zheng's expression didn't finish his sentence.

Han Zheng felt that sweat was pouring into his eyes, and it was extremely sore, but he didn't dare to blink, and said to Yan Hao who was still in the state, "Yan Hao, I suspect I'm crazy!"

Yan Hao: ...

"Damn it, you came to my dormitory before dawn, just to say this?" Yan Hao felt that he was sick, and his mother thought something was wrong with Han Zheng, and the repressed anger of getting up finally leaked out.

"Can you hear me?" Han Zheng pointed outside the dormitory.

The atmosphere in the dormitory completely froze, panic flashed in Yan Hao's eyes, he pondered for two seconds, his lips trembled, "Didn't you do it?"

"I..." Han Zheng was sweating profusely, and the roaring sound was gradually approaching, so he could only shake his head desperately.

Yan Hao swallowed, and pushed Han Zheng away. Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, he stepped out of the dormitory barefooted. Han Zheng was stunned for a moment and missed him.

He watched Yan Hao leave the dormitory door helplessly, and then froze in place.

"Han Zheng, what is this? Cosplay?" A rotten person in the corridor was running towards this side slowly, but the speed was very slow. Yan Hao was sure that the other party's absent-minded eyes revealed the thought of being hungry and wanting to eat .

Is he cosplaying a zombie?So realistic? !

"How the hell would I know!" Han Zheng was really innocent. He went back to school today to get something and stayed overnight.

Yan Hao: ... Be good, he's fine now, he's as crazy as Han Zheng.

Seeing that something like a zombie in a movie was about to charge up, Yan Hao didn't mean to be joking at all, so he cursed and looked at the scrapped door panel with twitching corners of his mouth.

Han Zheng obviously saw it too, and was silent for a moment.

Before it was too late, Yan Hao cursed the idiot world in his heart, put on his slippers in a hurry, regardless of being naked, and shouted at Han Zheng: "Quick! Let's get out of here first."

Fortunately, that one was the only one playing this scary game, and it had already been dodged by Yan Hao and Han Zheng who were almost running naked.

When sitting in Han Zheng's modified car, Han Zheng took out a set of clothes from the back bag and threw it to Yan Hao.

"You're lucky! It just so happens that I have extra clothes." After taking a breath and consciously getting out of danger, Han Zheng's cheap expression appeared again.

"..." Yan Hao narrowed his eyes dangerously, first quickly put on his clothes, and then hit Han Zheng's dog's head twice.

"The culprit who broke the door of my dormitory shut up quickly. Who is to blame for my bad luck?" Yan Hao glared at Han Zheng, then turned his head to look at the zombies running this way, thinking that they were really persistent.

Then he felt something was wrong, turned his head to stare at Han Zheng, Han Zheng had just lit a cigarette, noticed Yan Hao's gaze, quickly moved the cigarette to his left hand, and said vigilantly: "I only have this one. "

"..." Yan Hao really wondered what this person's brain was made of.

"When did you practice? Can you kick down the door of the dormitory?"

Han Zheng paused for a moment, then looked at Yan Hao and let out an ah.

"I don't know. I suddenly woke up from the bed in the middle of the night. I felt something was wrong. I was flustered. I got out of bed and poured a glass of water, and found my roommate... Well, the one who was chasing me, the youngest son of the Sun family, became That's what it looks like."

"I don't have a place to run... You know I don't stay at school often, so I know where your dormitory is. I ran to call you for a long time, but no one was there. When I heard his yelling getting louder, I thought I had to go in, so I kicked it... Who knows, I kicked it away..."

"..."

"..."

The two stared at each other.

"You look like a novel I read before," Yan Hao said with a serious face, "When I woke up, the world changed drastically, and I had special abilities."

Yan Hao pointed to the zombies running outside: "Change."

Pointing at Han Zheng again: "Weak chickens can kick the door down."

"... You are looking for a beating!" Han Zheng glared at Yan Hao, "Do you think we should send him to the hospital? He must be suffering from some kind of illness."

"He went to the hospital to see his girlfriend today, and when he came back, he felt weird and didn't say anything. It must be because of too much psychological pressure."

"..." Yan Hao was convinced, his emotions were so aroused that the other party turned into a zombie, he hesitated, "Let's not go directly, call the hospital."

"Success," Han Zheng was glad that he fell asleep while squinting in the dormitory. He had all his cell phone keys and everything, so he called the city hospital, but no one heard him for a long time. He wondered, "It's weird... Could it be that the hospital does not work overtime at night?"

Yan Hao's right eyelid twitched, "Call the police."

In a blink of an eye, 110 was also dialed, but no one answered.

Han Zheng took off his phone, feeling an ominous premonition.

"What's going on here?"

Yan Hao was staring out of the window, when a boy came out of the dormitory building, the zombie running towards them suddenly stopped, and changed direction slowly.

He opened his pupils slightly. The boy was obviously very courageous, thinking that the other party was pretending to be disguised. Yan Hao clearly saw the boy's hand on Han Zheng's roommate's shoulder. The next second his eyes widened and he was about to leave. It was already too late. He clasped his shoulders with dry hands and bit his fragile neck.

The two of them got into a fight, and Han Zheng was also staring blankly at what happened outside.

The boy under the zombie slowly stopped struggling, and the two stood up slowly, wandering around the campus for a stroll.

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