Undead

"Sinan," Zhou Rong trembled, and immediately caught a glimpse of Abbas dragging in pain, trying to reach the gun, and immediately shouted: "Run! Run!"

——He restrained Romuel, and he didn't have a gun in his hand. The first thing to do was to let Sinan run quickly. Even if he went to find him in a city full of dangers for three days and three nights, he couldn't make Sinan stand here in a daze. One shot kill!

But Si Nan stared straight at Zhou Rong, as if he didn't know him, and didn't run or move.

"...It's you," Romuel suddenly gritted his teeth.

Zhou Rong frowned, and Romuel got up and knocked him down with a punch. The two rolled and wrestled on the ground, punching to the flesh, and almost every time they rushed towards each other's fatal point, it turned into an endless situation in an instant.

"Damn it, why is it you again!" Romuel roared angrily, clamping Zhou Rong's throat with his palm!

Romuel's skill is actually the same as Sinan's, treacherous, fast, and heavy on technique, but as an Alpha, his muscle strength is much greater than Sinan's, and it can be seen that he is not of the same order of magnitude as that woman and strong man, which is a bit unexpected Rong expected.

Zhou Rong clamped Romuel's hand that was pinching his neck with both palms, and twisted it neatly. At the same time, he bent his knees and kicked Romuel out by the waist——

Zhou Rong's waist and leg strength was half a ton. Romuel flew more than ten meters in the air, crashed into the brick wall, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood!

Bang bang bang!

The gunshot exploded next to his ear, and Zhou Rong's blood was cold all of a sudden. He couldn't care about Romuel who was lying on the ground vomiting blood, rolled on the spot and picked up the gun, his eyebrows twitching wildly.

I saw that Sinan didn't run away, but scuffled with Abbas.Compared with this Alpha who is more than two meters tall, Sinan is like a thin boy, but when he was in a state of confusion, he unexpectedly exploded with unimaginable extreme strength, pulling Abbas' hand holding the gun and pulling the trigger. Haloxylon bullets poured out, shattering the glass windows and causing the branches to shake violently.

The female Alpha hid behind the corner and cursed, struggling to stick out the muzzle of the gun, aiming at Sinan.

The point she exposed behind the wall was really just a sniper target not much bigger than a fly, but Zhou Rong hit her wrist with an extremely precise and swift bullet, and she cried out in pain instantly!

There was only one bullet left, Zhou Rong clearly realized.

He aimed at Abbas, but Sinan's furious figure always flashed in the scope.Zhou Rong didn't dare to pull the trigger for a long time. Suddenly, a strong wind hit the back of his head, and he dodged to avoid it.

It's Romuel!

Zhou Rong yelled at your ancestors, and at the same time as he fell, he pulled the trigger in the air.

The last bullet leaped away, passing through the barrage formed by the AK47 extremely beautifully, piercing Romuel's abdomen like fangs, bringing out a stream of blood!

Romuel staggered and fell down clutching his gunshot wound.

Zhou Rong roared, "Sinan!"

As soon as the violent gunfire stopped, Sinan forcibly emptied the submachine gun in Abbas's hand.The latter kicked him to the ground, and Haiwan's big fist made Sinan spit out blood. Before the second punch went down, Zhou Rong had already arrived, pulled Abbas by his hair and knocked him to the ground, and punched him immediately. !

The strong man roared wildly, holding his head and struggling, but Zhou Rong didn't give him the slightest chance to breathe.The hammering of the finger bones like steel cannonballs broke the bridge of Abbas's nose in the first punch, shattered his teeth in the second punch, and collapsed his sternum with the third punch!

Zhou Rong got up and kicked Abbas over, his handsome face was full of fierceness, and his eyes were as cold as a wolf king.

He exhaled, tried to adjust his facial expression, and turned around.

Sinan had already gotten up, stepped back a few steps, stood with his back against the courtyard wall, his body seemed to be slightly arched - Zhou Rong recognized why at a glance.

It wasn't because he was severely beaten and injured after a long period of fasting, which caused him to be unable to stand up straight.

Instead, the trapped beast was full of vigilance and hatred before attacking with its last ounce of strength.

Zhou Rong shook his head slowly, spread his hands, and motioned him to look at his empty palm: "Sinan."

Si Nan remained silent, narrowing his eyes vigilantly.

"Come here, Sinan, I won't hurt you." Zhou Rong took half a step forward and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Rong didn't abandon you, look, I'm here to pick you up."

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The zombie took a step forward, Sinan thought.

He tried his best to close his eyes, and then opened them again. The intense madness caused by the overdose of the confession agent strangled the central nervous system, forming scenes of bizarre scenes in front of his eyes.

——He seemed to be back when he was very young, in a simulated special training scene, and he couldn't get out without killing all the zombies.

Behind the wall are zombies, on the ground are zombies, and in the ruins in the distance are zombies. This one with a blurred face and opened his hands to him... is also a zombie.

After killing them all, the voice in his mind became more urgent, which made him have a splitting headache.

Kill them all, or I'll electrocute you.

Kill them all.

A low laugh mixed with coughing suddenly sounded behind him: "No...it's useless, look at him like that..."

"When he loses control, he doesn't recognize anyone. In his eyes, we are all zombies... Do you understand?" Romuel bent over the ruins of the brick wall, mocking intermittently: "The brain's conditioned reflex fantasy under severe stimulation. It's useless even if his mother comes, he'll just hang everyone...all the zombies, ahem..."

Zhou Rong growled: "What did you do to him?!"

Romuel did not answer, changed his sitting position, and exhaled with difficulty: "Your surname is Zhou, isn't it?"

"...Who are you?" Zhou Rong narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

Romuel didn't answer, turned his gaze to Sinan, and laughed maliciously.

"You can't control yourself." He coughed and laughed, "Go, in his eyes, you are the most dangerous zombie here... He will hang you with his own hands, if you don't believe me, go and try."

Panting for breath, Si Nan stepped back again, but he had already squeezed to the corner of the wall, and any further retreat would only make his back squeeze the wall even tighter.

It hurts, he murmured to himself.

...I am really in pain.

The extreme hunger had turned into pain and tore his internal organs, and the pain caused by the electric shock and beating was like thousands of needles, torturing every nerve in his body.

However, the electronically synthesized cold and ruthless voice that he had heard countless times since he was a child did not let him go, like a tarsal maggot, sizzling with terrifying lightning from every bone crack, whipping him to the point of bruises all over his body.

kill him.

kill him.

Kill them all.

Otherwise I will punish you.

Kill them all.

……

There was a sharp hiss like air leaking from Sinan's chest, and he tried his best to cover his ears, but to no avail.

The zombie not far away took another step forward, as if shouting something, about to come up and eat him.

But I really hurt, Sinan thought vaguely.

Please... I really can't move...

"... Si... Nan..."

"Sinan..."

Another voice sounded in the subconscious, it was close to the ears in a trance, and suddenly it was far away in the sky, passing away with the wind.Unknowingly, Zhong Sinan put down his hand, his mind was completely blank, and he stood where he was.

The zombie who couldn't see his face had already walked in front of him.

"...Brother Rong is here...to pick you up...Sinan..."

Si Nan shook his head, not knowing what that meant.

His consciousness was chaotic, and he pushed the zombie away with his last strength.During the struggle, the back of his head and elbow hit the concrete wall behind him hard, and the bones made a chilling sound, but he felt no pain at all.

No pain at all, not even a tinge of sensation.

——As if at the last moment of this battered body, fate was finally willing to give a little kindness, saving some of the heart-piercing pain.

Si Nan knelt down, struggling to move backwards, he knew how embarrassed he looked at the moment.

But the zombies that couldn't go around would not let him go because of this, grabbed his shoulders, and lowered their heads.

Si Nan knew in a daze that he was about to be bitten.He will be torn apart by the rotten sharp teeth, and he will see his flesh and blood splattered, his tendons and blood vessels ripped open like rotten meat, and he can even see his blood-red bone marrow burst out from the cut.

Next he would be electrocuted, or he would die.

He will skim over the crumbling spire, and rise under a gray sky to a paradise where hunger, loneliness, and pain will never be more.

Sinan's whole body convulsed, and he curled up, and the zombie had already reached his ear.However, the expected warmth and coldness of blood flowing out of the body did not come, and in the confusion of consciousness, the vague voice gradually became clear: "Look at... look at me..."

"Si Xiaonan, don't you know Brother Rong?..."

Brother Rong.

Everything in Sinan's eyes is a double image, the mutated and distorted lines and the chaotic black shadows switch with each other, just like heroin stimulates the brain stem center, turning all scenes into beating spots of light.

However, in the clamor of dying, something gradually became clear like the truth.

Brother Rong.

Zhou Rong.

"...Brother Rong didn't leave you behind..."

"Look at me..."

——In a haze, Sinan felt a heat in his hand.

It was as if hot drops of water had hit his palm, causing him to shrink back in pain.

"...Brother Rong is here to pick you up, look at my Si Xiaonan..."

In the quiet night of the jungle, the bonfire was burning and flickering, and someone whispered in his ear: "Call Rong, I will save you no matter how far away."

"My name is Zhou Rong, the Rong who fights against the army."

"Si-Xiao-nan-! Brother Rong is here to pick you up!"

"I'm sorry, Brother Rong shouldn't have yelled at you...Here, I brought you chocolate."

Numerous scenes and pictures swirl in my mind, spiraling and falling like heavy snow, gently smoothing the crazy and twitching spiritual world.

Si Nan was panting tiredly, his eyes were scattered and blank, watching the "zombie" kneeling in front of him.

The two were so close, close enough to see each other's faces clearly.

"..." Sinan murmured, "Brother Rong."

He didn't know what he was talking about, and he couldn't recognize the tearful familiar face in front of him.

But from the short syllables of these two words, he obtained some kind of warm and powerful comfort, and the power to calm down.

"Brother Rong," he repeated in a low voice.

Amidst all the incredible gazes, Sinan stretched out his hand, completely revealing his soft and defenseless palm, which was held tightly by Zhou Rong.

The next moment, Sinan lowered his head, as if hiding in a safe cave in a dream, and snuggled his scarred body into Zhou Rong's arms.

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Romuel's pupils dilated rapidly, unbelievable, and his face was gray enough to describe it - this is impossible!

How can this be? !

After Noah enters the mental illusion of conditioned reflex, he will only treat all moving objects around him as zombies, and attack indiscriminately until he dies.This is an instinct he has cultivated through thousands of electric shocks since he was six years old. He will not forget it even if he forgets to breathe. Even if his mother dies before his eyes, this instinct cannot be broken!

So what now? !Why doesn't he attack? !

Could it be that in his mental illusion, he was willing to be bitten to death by this "zombie" surnamed Zhou? !

Romuel shook his head in horror, watching Zhou Rong hold Sinan tightly in his arms, kissing his forehead which was dirty because of blood and dust, stroking his bony back, comforting him in a low voice What.After a while, Sinan's convulsions and tremors gradually stopped. Zhou Rong kissed his ear and picked him up with one hand.

Romuel clutched the gunshot wound in his abdomen, and clenched his other hand tremblingly.

But Zhou Rong stopped looking at them, walked out of the small courtyard, kicked away the zombies who were looking for the sound, carried Sinan into the passenger seat of the blue and white SUV, and turned to board the cab from the other side.

Si Nan didn't want to leave Zhou Rong, and held onto his cuff tightly.Zhou Rong coaxed him a few words in a low voice, and when he saw that Sinan shook his head and refused to listen, he gave up, carried him out of the co-pilot, hugged him in his arms, and got into the cab together.

Zombies are slowly gathering here. Looking from a distance, ghosts and shadows are stirring in the alleys, full of densely packed living dead. The SUV turned around and drove into the small courtyard, with the windows lowered, Zhou Rong looked down at Romuel from above, and asked, "Who are you?"

Romuel said coldly: "Your name is Zhou Rong, isn't it?"

"Yo, when did brother become so popular." Zhou Rong sneered casually: "Why, do you want to sign it?"

The characteristic scrambling footsteps of zombies gradually became clear, but Romuel did not have the slightest fear of imminent death.He was leaning against the pile of bricks covered in blood, and through the gap in the car window, he could see Sinan snuggling up to Zhou Rong's side, with his head buried in Zhou Rong's arms.

It was like a little beast whose murderous intent had not faded and was covered in blood, and when it was exhausted, it finally managed to find its nest with its last breath.

Romuel's heart seemed to be filled with sour hatred, and he sneered slightly.

"No, Zhou Rong." He said lightly, "I'm glad to see you still alive, save your own life... We will meet again soon."

"Really?" Zhou Rong joked, "I don't think so."

The zombies gathered more and more, gradually blocking the alley.Zhou Rong stopped talking to the dying man, the SUV backed up and spun, and the wheels made harsh friction sounds on the ground.He finally said: "Thank you for your supplies!" Then he stepped on the accelerator and sped away amidst the roar of the engine.

Romuel narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the dust and smoke rising from behind the SUV.

He has high eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and a straight nose, which is a typical appearance of an Aryan Caucasian.Because of being trained by military-style elites all the year round, the figure is also lean and tough. This kind of Alpha is actually very popular in Europe and the United States.

But at this moment, his expression was so treacherous that it made people feel shuddering.

Zombies swarmed in and gradually approached the small courtyard.Romuel coughed up blood, took out a sealing injection from his chest, tore it open with his teeth, and injected all the light red liquid into his arm.

Then he raised his hand and threw it away.

The injection syringe drew an arc and shattered before the feet of the first zombie that squeezed into the courtyard gate.

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The carriage kept bumping as it moved forward, crushing the zombies into the bottom of the car all the way, and finally rushed out of the gunpowder smoke amidst the earth-shattering explosion of the grenade, and sped away along the endless road.

Zhou Rong controlled the steering wheel with one hand, hugged Si Nan's drowsy body with the other, and patted him gently on the shoulder: "Si Xiaonan?"

Si Nan curled up and said nothing.

Zhou Rong stepped on the brakes, flipped over on the back seat, threw the miscellaneous personal belongings of the three Alphas out of the car window, and saw a maple syrup bottle stuffed in the corner.

There should be more medical supplies in the rear compartment, but it is impossible to organize them carefully at this time.Zhou Rong unscrewed the maple syrup jar, kneaded Si Nan's pale face with his thumb, and asked in a low voice, "Take a few sips, huh?"

Si Nan didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, smelled the smell of maple syrup, and barely turned his head.

His silent refusal was very obvious, but Zhou Rong couldn't indulge his inexplicable picky eating at this moment, so he kissed his hair and coaxed: "Be good."

Then Zhou Rong took a sip of maple syrup himself, fed it mouth to mouth, and licked the corners of his tightly pursed lips with persuasion.

For some reason, Sinan was very resistant to the taste of maple syrup, but after a while, his cold lips and tongue seemed to be gradually warmed by Zhou Rong's breath, and his jaws were slightly loose, opening a small and soft gap.

The 48th hour of the fallen zombie city.

Zhou Rong's eyes were slightly red, and he stared at Sinan's peaceful and sleepy side face, and imprinted a tender, honey-flavored kiss again.