The end of the world has laid hands on me

The environment of this community is good, but the security guards are not very friendly, and they don't care too much about cleanliness.

He rushed up covered in blood, sending one away.

"It's too impolite. I agreed that Beijing welcomes me." Jiang Xinghuai ran downstairs following Fu Yan's footsteps while feeling emotional.

"Is it cold?" Fu Yan wiped off the rain on his face with one hand.

"It's not cold." Jiang Xinghuai closed his eyes and waited for him to finish wiping, then turned back to look at the road in doubt, "It's not right."

A thin layer of mist was shrouded under the rain curtain, and everything could not be seen clearly, and the large groups were covered with blurred color blocks.

Green bushes, blue security booths, and gray security guards lying on the ground.

"There are too few infected people." Fu Yan narrowed his eyes and expressed his doubts.

They went all the way from the entrance of the community to the building, and met three security guards who came out of the security booth.

"Where did the infected go?" Jiang Xinghuai turned his head to look inside the building again, "You can't even hear the sound if you're hiding from the rain, right?"

In the building, due to the temperature difference between indoor and outdoor, a layer of fog formed on the transparent glass.

Jiang Xinghuai couldn't see what was going on in the building at all: "The building seems to be—"

"Don't talk." Fu Yan stared at the front.

The faint rustling sound hidden in the rain curtain became louder and louder, the mist began to boil and surge, and something was sprinting towards it quickly.

Swish!

With a bang, the body of the security guard slid towards the back of the fog.

Fu Yan quickly raised his gun in that direction.

"That... what is it..." The hairs on Jiang Xinghuai's back stood up, "Where's Uncle Security?"

A gust of wind blows and the fog disperses.

Jiang Xinghuai's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it.

Next to the green belt is the security man who was disemboweled in just a few seconds.

Squatting next to the security guard and gnawing at the security guard's face was a bony skeleton with no flesh and blood under the shriveled skin, only strangling clearly visible bones, like a moving mummy.

Just then, the thing raised its head.

A strong sense of crisis and fear instantly swept over the nerves of the two of them.

"Run! Enter the building!" Fu Yan quickly fired several shots at the skull, and retreated while shouting.

Jiang Xinghuai quickly turned around, opened the door and entered the building: "Quick, quick!"

Fu Yan walked in the door, quickly pushed the door tightly, bent down and picked up a security stick on the ground, and inserted it into the hand rails on both sides of the glass door.

In the next second, the skull hit the glass fiercely, and the fragile glass door trembled inward.

Jiang Xinghuai jumped back in fright, this speed was too fast.

"Did you miss him?" Jiang Xinghuai asked in surprise.

It is impossible for Fu Yan to miss this distance.

"Hit." Fu Yan's face darkened.

He fired two shots, and he was absolutely sure that both shots hit the skull's head accurately.

click-

There was a sudden cracking sound.

With the continuous impact of the skull, the glass door began to be overwhelmed and cracks appeared.

The glass is about to shatter.

"Go!" Fu Yan grabbed Jiang Xinghuai's arm and dragged him towards the stairs.

The floor of the lobby was made of smooth tiles, and Jiang Xinghuai's shoes were soaked in the rain. He ran too fast, slipped on one of his feet, and fell directly face-to-face.

Before Fu Yan could react, he went to catch him.

Jiang Xinghuai quickly got up again, wiped his nosebleeds, and immediately pulled Fu Yan forward, shouting, "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine!"

Fu Yan was distressed and funny, and grabbed him with his backhand: "This way!"

The door of the stairwell was wide open, and the two of them could see the residual limbs and leftover internal organs of the infected person in the stairwell at a glance.

Jiang Xinghuai endured the nausea in his stomach and rushed in. Together with Fu Yan, he closed the heavy fire door in the stairwell and locked it tightly.

There was a sound of breaking glass outside the door!

Jiang Xinghuai and Fu Yan looked at each other, turned around and rushed up to the second floor.

The scene on the second floor was the same as that on the first floor, with blood splattered everywhere on the snow-white walls, and minced meat on the ground.

Jiang Xinghuai didn't dare to look any further. After closing the door, he followed Fu Yan and continued to run up.

It wasn't until the two of them reached the fifth floor in one breath and locked the stair door that they barely stopped to catch their breath.

After all, no one is sure how destructive this skull is.

"This is a zombie..." Jiang Xinghuai kept shaking his hands, his face was pale, "He actually ate...eat..."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't think about it." Fu Yan raised his hands, hugged him, and patted his back repeatedly.

"It's disgusting." Jiang Xinghuai buried himself in Fu Yan's arms and took a deep breath to get rid of the strong stench of carrion under his nose.

Fu Yan lowered his eyes, staring at the blood on the ground, and began to think.This kind of skull is faster and more powerful than the infected. Even different from the infected, the skull also eats the infected in addition to hunting down the living.

So did the skull mutate again from the infected, or was another virus causing another infection?

The person in his arms gradually calmed down, and Fu Yan withdrew from his thoughts.

"Look at the nose." Fu Yan pinched Jiang Xinghuai's chin and made him raise his head.

"It's okay, just a little nosebleed." Jiang Xinghuai explained with his head up, and then frowned, "What the hell is that skeleton? Why can't a gun kill it?"

"I'm not sure yet, wait for me to think about it." Fu Yan looked down carefully, and touched his nose from the tip of his nose to the base of his nose again. After confirming that there were no other injuries, he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand on his head. Rubbing: "Let's go."

The two of them safely went up two more floors. In the stairwell, except for the sound of footsteps, the only sound of pouring rain outside the building could be heard.

"Let's talk for a while." Jiang Xinghuai squeezed Fu Yan's fingers, "It's too quiet."

"Huh?" Fu Yan looked down at him, "What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know either." Jiang Xinghuai thought hard, "I want to eat steak. The steak you fried for me at your house was very delicious."

"I'll make it for you when I get back." When Fu Yan said this, he suddenly thought of something that he had been holding back since last night.

Fu Yan coughed his throat: "You said last night that you don't like...cough...you don't like the person you have a crush on. What is the reason?"

Although Jiang Xinghuai was puzzled by Fu Yan's sudden question, he thought for a while and said, "Because I feel..."

Jiang Xinghuai stopped while talking.

Fu Yan also stopped.

At the corner of the stairs in front stood a woman in a black professional suit, with her back to them, her hair messy.

"Because I feel like I'm in love—" Jiang Xinghuai raised his gun.

The woman turned her head suddenly, half of her nose was missing, the wound was directly torn, and half of her face was torn off, bloody and bloody.

"Damn!" It was the first time Jiang Xinghuai had such close contact with such an unrecognizable infected person.

The gun tilted in fright, and several rounds of bullets all hit the woman's feet.

As soon as the woman fell down, she slammed towards Jiang Xinghuai. The distance was too close, and Fu Yan didn't dare to shoot rashly for fear of hurting Jiang Xinghuai.

He quickly pulled out the knife at his waist, pulled the woman's arm, folded it, pressed the woman's neck to the ground, and stabbed out with the tip of the knife from the eye socket to the brain.

Fu Yan pulled out the knife, the blade was bloody, and the woman didn't move.

"Who did you say you fell in love with?" Fu Yan stood up, shaking the blood from the tip of the knife.

Jiang Xinghuai swallowed a big mouthful of saliva: "...No one."

He must admire anyone who will be with Fu Yan in the future, and he must be full of guts instead of brains.

Starting from the female infected person I met this time, the higher the floor, the more infected people gather.

They were also moving more and more slowly.

Jiang Xinghuai stepped on the infected person who was lying on the ground and tried to bite his foot, aimed at the head, and pulled the trigger.

Bah!

Blood spattered.

"Come here." Panting, Fu Yan withdrew his hand｜gun, and stretched out his hand to hold him.

"I can't do it anymore..." Jiang Xinghuai shook his hands, "My hands are numb from the shock, and the bullets are empty."

"Rest for a while." Fu Yan took the lead, walked to the wall, found a barely clean place, and sat down.

"What time is it?" Jiang Xinghuai took Fu Yan's hand, peeled off the sleeve, and looked down, "...I don't understand."

"How old are you?" Fu Yan laughed at him.

"11 years old." Jiang Xinghuai raised his head and leaned against the wall, "How old are you, uncle?"

"Are you hungry?" Fu Yan opened the backpack, took out the bread and canned food and handed them to him.

"These are not tasty, I want to eat steak." Jiang Xinghuai hummed.

"Delicate." Fu Yan tore open the bread bag and put it in his hand.

"What the hell is that skull?" Jiang Xinghuai took a bite of the bread, and was still terrified when he recalled the monster. "Did he evolve?"

"No." Fu Yan frowned, "I think that kind of change may be the real 'death'."

"You mean...infected people will die again?" Jiang Xinghuai was stunned, and then he thought of those infected people hiding from the rain, and murmured speculation, "Does it mean that they still have human consciousness? ? Are they still human? Then we kill them, don’t we—”

"No." Fu Yan frowned and interrupted him, "No, they are not human anymore, maybe there will be a way to change it in the future, but now, they are not human, they are just monsters now."

"...Yes." Jiang Xinghuai nodded, feeling a little depressed.

If he regards these infected people as zombies, he will not feel any intolerance or regret.

But if these infected people are human beings who may be saved, he doesn't know if he can pull the trigger.

Fu Yan sighed softly, he knew what Jiang Xinghuai was thinking.

"Come here, rest for a while." Fu Yan stretched out his hand and put his arm around his shoulder.

Jiang Xinghuai naturally leaned over, as if hiding in a safe place, bent his legs and nestled inside.

The stairwell is not big, there are no lights, only the exhaust fan is spinning rapidly under the wind outside the building.

The two just rested together quietly.

"Is Zheng Yihui at home?" Jiang Xinghuai suddenly asked softly.

"We will find him." Fu Yan replied.

"Will Lao Geng die...will he wait until we go back?" Jiang Xinghuai asked again.

"He will see your college entrance examination." Fu Yan said.

Jiang Xinghuai pursed his lips and smiled quietly, but suddenly found that the clothes under his fingers were still wet.

The clothes on his body were thin and half dry by now.

But Fu Yan's suit jacket was thick, and it was still dripping wet at the moment.

Jiang Xinghuai frowned: "Why aren't your clothes dry yet? You've just caught a cold. Don't catch another cold."

"It's okay." Fu Yan patted the clothes on his body, "I'll just take them off."

"It's cold even if you take off a piece of clothing." Jiang Xinghuai said, stood up and looked around. After rummaging through the infected group for a long time, he finally found a complete and warm piece of clothing, and picked it up: "This piece of clothing good."

"I don't think it's suitable for me." Fu Yan said.

"You still say I'm squeamish? When is it time to see if it's suitable?" Jiang Xinghuai frowned and taught him, "Do you have to wear a suit? Can't you try other styles of clothes? Keeping warm is the first priority now." bit!"

Fu Yan: "......"

3 minute later.

Walking on the stairs, Fu Yan, who changed into a lady's pink cashmere cardigan, found a big gun and tried to cover the bow on his chest.