The end of the world has laid hands on me

"No." After Fu Yan finished speaking, he closed his mouth and gritted his teeth.

"I heard it." Jiang Xinghuai moved closer, "Do you have tooth decay?"

"No." Fu Yan said.

"Then why are you grinding your teeth?" Jiang Xinghuai thought for a while, reached out and put his hand on his forehead, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Fu Yan sighed, turned around, raised his arms, and put his arms around the crowd: "Sleep."

Jiang Xinghuai was stunned and didn't dare to move, and didn't dare to feel the warm breath blowing past his ears too much.

The feeling of numbness all over his body came back again.

"Good night." Fu Yan said again.

"Yeah." Jiang Xing was sleeping straight.

Because Fu Yan took the medicine, his breathing quickly calmed down.

Jiang Xinghuai blinked in the dark, turned over quietly, and buried her head in Fu Yan's chest.

Early the next morning.

Fu Yan was awakened by strangulation, and he couldn't move either of his arms.

Fu Yan frowned fiercely, raised his head slightly, and saw the situation clearly.

Jiang Xinghuai was like an octopus, with his head pressed against his chest, his hands and legs wrapped around his body, hugging him tightly.

The hand around his neck sensed that he was moving, and it started to slowly get tighter.

Fu Yan was almost out of breath by Jiang Xing, stretched out his hand and struggled for a while, miraculously he didn't break free.

Jiang Xinghuai was thin, Fu Yan really didn't expect Jiang Xinghuai to be so strong.

Fu Yan began to roll his eyes, unable to bear it any longer: "Jiang! Xing! Huai!"

"...Huh?" Jiang Xinghuai replied confusedly.

"Give it up!" Fu Yan roared angrily.

Jiang Xinghuai: "..."

After washing up and having breakfast, Jiang Xinghuai sat in the co-pilot and still didn't dare to look directly into Fu Yan's eyes.

The angry Fu Yan couldn't be too scary. Fu Yan didn't beat or curse, so he just kept silent and ignored him.

Jiang Xinghuai was actually very afraid of Fu Yan's downcast, he was not afraid of Fu Yan ignoring him, he was just afraid of this silent emotion.

Jiang Xinghuai bit the straw, sucked in the juice little by little, and looked out the car window.

It's dark and rainy today.A dark sky hangs over this once prosperous city.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Xinghuai suddenly felt uncomfortable. He turned around, with a smile on his face, looking for a topic: "I knew it would rain today, because there were no stars in the sky last night."

Fu Yan drove the car without speaking.

Jiang Xinghuai thought for a while, then raised the drink in his hand: "This orange juice is quite delicious, do you want to have a sip?"

Fu Yan looked ahead.

Jiang Xinghuai pulled his backpack to find a drink for him, and stopped.

I didn't move while holding my schoolbag.

Fu Yan turned his head to look at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"This is the last bottle." Jiang Xinghuai raised his head, depressed.

"I won't drink." Fu Yan thought for a while after speaking, "If you want to apologize, you can say so directly."

Jiang Xinghuai finally realized that he should apologize first: "Uncle, I was wrong, I shouldn't have strangled your neck."

"Well, it's okay." Fu Yan nodded, "Zip up your schoolbag, we're going into town."

"Huh? So fast?" Jiang Xinghuai raised his head upon hearing this, and saw the car window.

The usually clean and tidy wide road is almost full of blood and fallen people everywhere.

The black smoke billowed into the cars, the burning oil drums, and the staggering infected people who stopped at the side of the street dazedly.

"Why is this..." Jiang Xinghuai was stunned.

They walked along the road along the small town, and occasionally encountered wandering infected people, but the situation was far from being so tragic.

"Dense population has turned the city into hell." Fu Yan frowned, stepped on the accelerator, and accelerated.

"That friend of yours..." Jiang Xinghuai turned his head and looked at him, "Where is it?"

"He was at the research institute when he called me, and said he would drive over to meet me when he got home to pack up some things." Fu Yan frowned tightly, "If nothing happened, he should be at home."

"His home isn't in the urban area, is it?" Jiang Xinghuai frowned tightly, "The road to the second ring road is probably blocked."

"No." Fu Yan turned the steering wheel to the right, "I won't bring you here in the suburbs, or in the city."

"I don't like hearing your words." Jiang Xinghuai snorted.

"Are you afraid?" Fu Yan asked.

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Xinghuai raised his eyebrows.

Fu Yan turned his head to look at him and smiled.

"There's nothing to be afraid of." Jiang Xinghuai also smiled.

"Hurry up and finish the juice, it's almost here." After Fu Yan told him, he looked at the dozens of infected people who followed him through the rearview mirror, and his face gradually became tense.

"The later ones have to be dealt with first, right?" Jiang Xinghuai said as he took out his gun and opened the window.

Blow a few shots——

The infected who were chasing from the side of the road were still jumping happily.

"Missed, missed again..." Jiang Xinghuai frowned, he had never learned how to shoot systematically, let alone moving objects.

"Hold the steering wheel." Fu Yan suddenly turned around and leaned out the window.

Jiang Xinghuai hurriedly grabbed the steering wheel.

blah blah-

The gunshots rang out until the gunshots ended.

Fu Yan quickly turned back and grabbed the steering wheel.

Jiang Xinghuai looked back, and all the infected people chasing the car had disappeared.

Jiang Xinghuai was shocked. He always thought that Fu Yan could shoot at the same level as himself.I've played it but I'm not very proficient. I used to shoot guns together in the warehouse and I couldn't tell the level.

Sitting in the car and aiming at almost 100% now?

"Why are you so good at shooting when you run a pharmaceutical company?" Jiang Xinghuai was surprised, "The company you run doesn't break the law, does it?"

"Don't think about it." Fu Yan slowly stepped on the brakes and stopped beside the green belt. "Because of interest, I have been in touch for a while when I was abroad."

"How do I feel that you know everything." Jiang Xinghuai looked at him adoringly.

Fu Yan was obviously also very useful, and a faint smile began to appear on his face.

"Could this be the legend—" Jiang Xinghuai slapped his hands, "An old man in a family is like a treasure!"

Fu Yan's smile froze slowly.

The raindrops were getting bigger and bigger, and there was a ding-dong sound on the car window.

Jiang Xinghuai later realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurried to save him: "I'm not saying you're old, I mean...that you're a treasure."

Fu Yan, who was not very happy: "... get out of the car."

"It's raining heavily." Jiang Xinghuai turned around and looked out the car window worriedly, and pushed the door to get out of the car, "Will there be thunder later?"

"Don't move." Fu Yan suddenly shouted.

"Huh?" Jiang Xinghuai froze for a moment, but obediently stopped moving.

Jiang Xinghuai was wearing a hoodie, half of which was rolled up around his neck.

Fu Yan sighed, and reached out to pull his hat off.But in a blink of an eye, he saw that the back of his neck stopped and did not move.

Jiang Xinghuai's skin was fair, and the skin on the back of his neck was even whiter, so the small indentation mark was particularly obvious.

This is?

Fu Yan's hand was warm and cold, Jiang Xinghuai didn't react when he pressed it up, and shrank his neck: "What's wrong?"

"Why is there a tooth mark on the back of your neck?" Fu Yan asked with a frown.

"Tooth marks?" Jiang Xinghuai didn't care, and thought for a while, "Maybe Chen Zhou bit it when he was drunk."

"Chen Zhou?" Fu Yan narrowed his eyes.

"My buddy, the very good one." Jiang Xinghuai got excited when he mentioned this, "I guess he was drunk, and he gnawed and gnawed, right? His drunken movements are similar to zombies now, and he likes to gnaw on people. , I was almost bitten by him last time."

Fu Yan's expression was unclear, and his eyes slowly moved to his ear.

"Do you remember my nickname? Peter Pan, he gave it to me." Jiang Xinghuai turned around and recalled with a smile, "At that time, I just started to learn about parkour, and there was a wall to climb. It was too high, and I couldn't jump it. His elbows were covered with bruises. He suddenly called Peter Pan to go, it sounded a little silly, but at the time I didn’t know why I was so excited, I jumped on it.”

"I don't know how he is." The smile on Jiang Xinghuai's face faded, and he finally sighed, "His parents work here in Beijing, and he is the only one in his family. I miss him and want to hear him shout again. My Peter Pan..."

Fu Yan's face gradually darkened: "Get out of the car."

Jiang Xing put on his hat and his backpack, jumped out of the car, and the water splashed his trouser legs.

"Be careful." Fu Yan came over, wiped the rainwater from his eyes, and pulled his hat again, "Go upstairs, you look at the front, and I look at the back."

Jiang Xinghuai nodded, and took the first step towards the community ahead.

The two walked through the rain for a while, but their faces became more and more puzzled and surprised.

Most of the area is residential, densely packed with high and low buildings.

Except for the gnawed corpses lying everywhere, which heralded the disaster that happened here, there was not a single living infected person on the street.

Fu Yan also noticed this unusual situation, and his face became tense.

"Why are there no infected monsters?" Jiang Xinghuai grabbed the gun nervously, and his steps became slower and slower.

It's so weird.

Fu Yan also looked around with a frown, and suddenly a picture flashed in his mind. The infected people who followed him on the road seemed to be standing under the eaves before they found them.Not one is standing on the street.

"Because it's raining?" Fu Yan said suddenly.

"You mean they went to hide from the rain?" Jiang Xinghuai was taken aback, but soon realized, "That means they are all hiding in the building right now and waiting for us?"

Jiang Xinghuai looked at the building in front of him, took a look, and swallowed: "Shall we make sure your friend is at home?"

"How are you sure?" Fu Yan asked.

"Which floor does he live on, I should be able to climb up." Jiang Xinghuai asked.

"Attic." Fu Yan said.

"It's only on the seventh floor...I'll try." Jiang Xinghuai inserted the gun into his belt.

"It's not this building." Fu Yan pointed to the next building, "It's this building."

Jiang Xinghuai looked at it in a blink of an eye, it was a standard modern apartment building, one floor after another, and there were even clouds floating near the highest floor.

"Can I try?" Fu Yan asked.

Jiang Xinghuai: "..."

"Peter Pan?" Fu Yan called again.

Jiang Xinghuai: "..."

"Let's go." Fu Yan held his hand, "Go upstairs."

"How many floors are there in this building?" Jiang Xinghuai asked.

"About thirty or so floors." Fu Yan judged by looking at the height of the building.

"Can I take the elevator?" Jiang Xinghuai wept.

"Ask him?" Fu Yan raised his pistol.

"Who?" Jiang Xinghuai was stunned, and looked over.

The community security guard wearing a security hat walked over stiffly from the security booth, holding a blood-stained security stick in his hand.

"Uncle Security, is the elevator still available?" Jiang Xinghuai asked politely.

Bah!

Gunshots sounded.

The security uncle fell to the ground convulsively.

"He said no." Fu Yan held Jiang Xinghuai again, "Let's go."

"Let's ask another security guard?" Jiang Xinghuai still wanted to take the elevator.

"Okay." Fu Yan nodded.

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Security guard: I don't know anything, don't ask me.