Doomsday After Turning into a Zombie

The two people in the car held their breath at the same time, their bodies stiffened.

They are just adults, staunch materialists, and the scene in front of them has had a great impact on their three views.

Yan Hao was the first to react, and made a decisive decision: "Let's go, let's go to your house."

Han Zheng shivered for a moment, his hands were still shaking when he inserted the key into the hole, his face was livid, and he wanted to vomit.

Yan Hao slapped him on the back, "I'll do it."

Han Zheng rejected Yan Hao's kindness. He knew that the other party was worried about him. He panted for a minute in the car and calmed down a little. Then he inserted the key, wiped his face, and his eyes darkened.

There were not many cars on the road early in the morning. Yan Hao was calling the police station with Han Zheng's mobile phone, but he was finally picked up on the second call.

The two looked happy, and a quick gasp came from the microphone, "Go! Get out of here! There are... Zombies!"

Then there was a loud bang from the phone, as if the man had thrown the phone aside casually.

Yan Hao's face was pale, and he rubbed his hair anxiously.

The car was quiet for 5 minutes, neither Yan Hao nor Han Zheng spoke, obviously still digesting the news, the effect was not good.

"What's the situation? How can one day's work..." Han Zheng frowned, stepped on the brakes, and the speeding car brought great inertia.

Yan Hao was a little uncomfortable being strangled by the seat belt. He pulled his mind from the phone interface and looked ahead. There were four or five cars piled up at the intersection ahead, completely blocking the intersection.

A car owner obliquely in front got out of the car, Yan Hao's eyes widened, and before he had time to warn the other party, a zombie sprang out from nowhere and bit the car owner's arm.

Yan Hao gritted his teeth for a chill, when there was the sound of brakes coming from behind the car.

They were blocked by a car behind them.

The driver behind obviously didn't know what was going on, so he pulled down the window and poked his head out, "What's going on? Why is there a blockage?" There was also a traffic jam in the morning! "

Han Zheng just wanted to leave as soon as possible, now it's all right, as the driver's voice spread out on the street, many zombies blocked by the car showed their faces, their half-rotten faces looked very aesthetically pleasing .

All the zombies rushed towards their position. Han Zheng cursed, quickly rolled down the car window, and shouted at the back: "Go! Get the car out!"

The driver behind obviously didn't understand Han Zheng's good intentions, and replied in a daze: "Ah? Why did you want to quit?"

I don't know if it was because they were stimulated by a series of things that happened in front of them. At the same time, Han Zheng and Yan Hao thought that the other party was very annoying.

Han Zheng was turning his head and shouting to the people behind to vacate the driveway, but the zombies had already rushed over.

Yan Hao pulled Han Zheng. When he turned Han Zheng around, he felt a sharp pain in his brain. He bent down and let out a groan. A dull, half-rotten hand had already been stuffed into the car window. Before Hao could react, he scratched his paw.

Han Zheng had recovered his senses, quickly closed the car window, looked at his friend anxiously, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, it seemed that he didn't care about those stupid car owners, and was going to get out like crazy.

Fortunately, there were only three cars in the back, and they all saw Han Zheng's actions, and they trembled suddenly, and they showed their extraordinary driving skills to clear the road.

Then I saw a large number of zombies running towards them.

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Trembling, Han Zheng stopped in front of a pharmacy, "Yan Hao, I'm going to buy disinfectant alcohol to deal with it."

Yan Hao looked at his blue arm, and felt a little unwilling. Before he had time to let the mother and child suffer retribution, he overturned the car first.

"Forget it, you can send me to the police station... No, who knows if the police station is safe?" Yan Hao laughed out loud as he recalled the phone call that no one answered.

This time I feel ridiculous again, if this is the end of the world... how long can the mother and son pretend to be hypocritical, and I am afraid that they will end up in a tragic death in the end.

Han Zheng noticed that his friend's expression was not right, and the look of abandoning himself made him a little annoyed. He and Yan Hao had known each other since childhood, and although they were related by aristocratic families, they still regarded each other as true friends.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be the first to run to Yan Hao when he sensed that something was wrong. Moreover, Yan Hao was scratched by zombies, and Han Zheng was suddenly frustrated, and evil thoughts came to his heart.

Yan Hao patted his head angrily, "It's alright! Don't act as if your parents died of guilt, I'm still alive and well, okay, hurry up and buy me medicine."

He acted like a grandpa, looking down at the world, and directed Han Zheng. Han Zheng laughed and cursed, and ran towards the pharmacy without hesitation.

Yan Hao sighed, and after a while, his arm turned gray again.

Gee, what a hassle.

When Han Zheng returned to the car, the forced smile disappeared completely, and the people in the car disappeared.

There was a note on the seat: Grandpa, I'm going to play with zombies, live well!

Han Zheng's heart ached when he smashed the last four words.

He suddenly realized, how could Yan Hao, who was as stubborn as a donkey, change his mind because of his expression, if not, he was tricked out.

He wanted to find Yan Hao, but he didn't know where to look, and what to say when he found it.

In the end, he just slammed the glass next to him, hating his incompetence, but there was a cracking sound in his ear, he raised his head, and saw that the special glass that he had made for pretentiousness seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer at this moment, causing There are shatter marks.

The pupils suddenly constricted, and the fingers trembled slightly. Could it be his strength?

After Han Zheng entered the pharmacy, Yan Hao took out a pen and paper from the storage box, left a message on it in a cool and unrestrained manner, and then opened the car door and left without nostalgia.

After walking randomly for a certain distance, Yan Hao successfully found that he was lost.

He leaned halfway against the railing and touched his forehead.

Very good, very hot, it looks like he is about to turn into a zombie, he will still be in the mood to entertain himself, looking listlessly at the gray sky, wondering if he will be able to see the sunrise.

Yan Hao wanted to find a place without people, but in this bustling city, unless he wanted to go to a place without people in the suburbs, he didn't dare to hitchhike casually, and in the end he just stood cowardly at the gate of the park.

In fact, at this time, he felt that he understood the feeling of wanting to drag others into the water after being infected by the zombie virus.

They are in the abyss, longing for light and afraid of being burned, so they choose to surrender like sin.

Yan Hao laughed at himself. According to himself, he actually has the potential to be a good citizen, at least he didn't say that he wanted to murder others.

Smiling like this, his consciousness gradually blurred, and at the last moment when he closed his eyes, Yan Hao was still regretting...

If I had known at that time, I should have pissed his father to death, and then I would have met the silly, sweet mother and son!

He doesn't shy away from the idea of ​​being unfilial. Since his mother left, he has been alone.

I don't know how long it took, when Yan Hao opened his eyes again, he was dazzled by the sun, he looked around in confusion, not knowing what year it is.

"He's awake!"

Accompanied by a burst of chaos, an uncle with a beard appeared in front of him.

"You're lucky, kid! How's it going? Do you feel any changes in your body?" A series of questions swept over Yan Hao.

Yan Hao moved his fingers, only to realize that he was tied up on a bed that could barely be called clean.

The uncle suddenly patted himself on the head, "Sorry, I don't know if you will become a zombie, so I had to tie you up first."

Loosening the rope on Yan Hao's body, he sighed: "The end is coming, and a little boy like you can get the evolution plan, tsk tsk."

Yan Haosheng is good-looking, his appearance is not too compelling, when he stares at you with a pair of peach blossom eyes, he has to suck his soul out before he will give up.

The body frame is also quite beautiful.

The chubby uncle seemed to be aware of the boredom and a little sourness of his words, "But what's the use? Not even a woman."

"..." Yan Hao's brain was trying to dissect every word said by the uncle in front of him, and his head was also slightly aching, and it overlapped with the scene in his memory of being bitten by a zombie in surprise.

"Evolution?" Yan Hao repeated the familiar and unfamiliar words, never feeling that it was so close to him.

Yan Hao's voice was extremely hoarse, like sand brushing the palm of his hand, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The uncle's reaction to him was a bit strange, and seemed to contain disdain.

By the time Yan Hao figured out all this, it was already two days later.

The sky was covered by gray clouds, and the thick clouds blocked the sun's rays. The sun that used to make people feel anxious in summer has now become a luxury to take a look.

Sitting next to the uncle was a girl with short hair. She saw that Yan Hao was some distance away from them, and she was a little puzzled: "Why is he so far away from us!! We are also his saviors after all!"

The uncle chuckled, and then pressed the little yellow-haired girl's head back, "Savior? Will you transfer 100 million yuan?"

The little girl seemed to be shocked by the amount, and the uncle added cheaply afterwards: "Even if you have 100 million, you have no place to spend it now!"

Yan Hao slowed down his pace calmly, he was already ten meters away from the two people in front of him, but he could still hear the other party's conversation clearly.

He can be sure that neither of them deliberately amplified their voices for him to hear, and they even kept their voices extremely low because they were afraid of disturbing the zombies.

see hell.

Yan Hao looked at the arm that had returned to normal, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Because the unknown virus spreads very fast, it spreads the virus by biting people, and then the air is full of poisonous gas. Some people can't bear it physically, and then they evolve into zombies, while others find a miracle in adversity.

That is evolution.

There are strange powers in their bodies, and they have supernatural powers.

And he was brought home by this uncle and niece when the virus just broke out a week ago.

Tied up until he regained his sanity two days ago.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his fingertips in a daze. The skin was still warm when it touched the skin, but a chill came from his heart.

He was caught by zombies.

Is he still human?