Dust of Rebirth

The safe passage is relatively dark, the stairs are narrow, and the entrance is directly opposite the elevator, so two people can pass side by side.

Tan Fan took out a black cotton mask from his pocket and put it on Fan Chen's face, and put the cap on Fan Chen's coat on Fan Chen's head to ensure that the dirty blood would not splash.

Zhao Zhiwen felt that his face was covered with a scarf, and his exposed eyes were covered with diving goggles. Tan Fan beside him said in a cold tone, "Everyone, put on the goggles and masks."

Liu Wenbin and the others changed into positions one after another, and went up the stairs together in a formation. The two in front dealt with the zombies coming up and down the stairs, and the two behind dealt with the zombies coming up later. They entrusted their backs to their companions. There was no situation where they could break through their defense.

The moment Tan Fan stepped up the stairs, a strange illusion suddenly appeared in his heart. This feeling was very familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was for a while, so he nodded slightly, looking for that weird feeling.

Zhao Zhiwen carried Fanchen on his back and climbed the stairs with a person's weight on his body, and he had to speed up the stairs. He was just an ordinary person, and there was nothing that required too much effort in his work and life, let alone just going up to the third floor , He couldn't bear it until he reached the second floor.

There are many people nowadays who love sports and exercise, but Zhao Zhiwen is definitely not among them, so now he only feels that his legs are heavy, and his speed is like a turtle in the eyes of Tan Fan and the others, and it is still slowing down, which has also slowed down. other people's speed.

It's not that Tan Fan never thought about carrying Fanchen himself, but he couldn't take care of Zhao Zhiwen if he carried Fanchen himself. If Zhao Zhiwen was bitten or scratched, Fanchen's injury would not be treated in time.If Xiao Luo and any of them were to carry it, according to Zhao Zhiwen's ability, he would not be able to carry it in the lead or in the end. If he lost the chain alone, everyone would be in danger.

Zombies kept appearing in front, and zombies were chasing after them. Although Xiao Luo and the others kept fighting with determination, Zhao Zhiwen still knew that his legs were trembling with fright.

The physical pressure and psychological pressure made him feel that the road ahead was far away. It was obviously only one floor and two flights of stairs.

Except for Zhao Zhiwen, even Xiao Luo and the others felt a pressure and their hearts beat faster.

Tan Fan frowned slightly, this building is really weird.

Tan Fan's heart moved, and the place he was looking at was like an invisible hand, brushing gently, and every detail was clear. He could even feel the disgusting sticky feeling of rotting flesh and blood on the zombie's body, so he concluded that he had noticed it just now. The strange feeling he saw was that someone was using mental power, but he couldn't tell whether it was a human or a zombie who had just used mental power.

Xiao Luo and the others all experienced mental exhaustion and the discomfort of rapid heartbeat, but they didn't take it to heart. Faced with the pressure of being infected at any time and the constant need to kill zombies, they could only grit their teeth and persist, let alone Xiao Yuan. Even Xiao Luo and the others were sweating all over, although it was only the distance from the third floor to the second floor, it took them a long time.

Liu Wenbin suddenly sped up his movements, quickly harvested the heads of two zombies, and said, "Everyone, slow down, our goal is to go upstairs safely."

Zhao Zhiwen gritted his teeth secretly, thinking about how he used to stay up late for several days in a row to endorse his studies in order to be admitted to a medical university. All kinds of energy wasted, and now he just climbed three floors. Why is it so hard?

Seeing that Liu Wenbin and the others were struggling, Tan Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "Wake up."

His voice has added mental power, and when the effect is good, it can have a considerable deterrent effect. This is a usage of spiritual power that he found in his memory. He is still too weak now, and the level he can do now, At best it's just uplifting.

Liu Wenbin and the others need to concentrate on protecting themselves against zombies. I don't know if it's because of long-term concentration that they already feel tired in their hearts, but as long as they are in a trance, they will be doomed.

Because of Tan Fan's words, it was like a basin of cold water poured on his body, which made him sober up a lot.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, Zhao Zhiwen felt that his steps were much easier than before, and Fan Chen was still on his back, but the feeling of weakness and heaviness in his legs had disappeared by more than half, which was about the same as the effort he expended to walk the stairs normally.

Tan Fan was a little surprised that Zhao Zhiwen, who was struggling to go upstairs, was able to pick up his speed so quickly. Although it was not very fast, it was much better than before. He just wanted to relieve the pressure imposed on them. Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhiwen became a little different under the mental pressure on his body.

Zhao Zhiwen didn't notice the changes in himself at first, thinking that it might be because of the huge pressure, he suddenly cheered up and made his steps more light. He didn't even catch his breath until he reached the third floor.

When they reached the third floor, Liu Wenbin and the others did not immediately open the door of the safe passage to enter the floor. Tan Fan kept paying attention to his surroundings. If someone used his mental power to trick him again, they would all die here.

Xiao Luo wiped the sweat off his brow and asked, "Boss, can I come in?"

Tan Fan sensed the situation behind the door with his mental power, and suddenly a half-person-high bulletproof shield appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Xiao Luo, then took out another and handed it to Wang Chengfei.

Tan Fan also took out a shield in his hand to block in front of him, and with a flash of the long knife in his hand, Zhao Zhiwen watched Tan Fan act like a juggler, his eyes almost popping out.

Tan Fan had no chance at all, and Zhao Zhiwen, who had already stayed away, replaced the long knife with a hand grenade. He kicked open the door of the safe passage and threw the grenade in. The reaction force made the door close again. In the blink of an eye, behind the door It was a bang.

When Tan Fan gave the shield to Xiao Luo and the others, they knew what Tan Fan was planning, and used the shield to protect themselves and the people around them the moment they threw the grenade.

When the heat wave hit, Wang Chengwen pressed Xiao Yuan's head and protected the two of them with the shield in his hand, but his strength was too much, and he almost pushed Xiao Yuan to the ground.

Zhao Zhiwen felt that he was about to be thrown out, he was punched hard on the face, his head was dizzy, his ears were ringing, and his nose was sore. If Tan Fan hadn't been protecting Fan Chen, it would have been because of Zhao Zhiwen's weak hands and feet. Look, how can you bear the mortal world?

Xiao Luo and the others have experienced it and know how to deal with it, but the impact of the explosion on the zombies is not so obvious.

Tan Fan's eyes were fixed: "Don't keep it."

Just after experiencing the explosion at close range, everyone was in a daze. Zhao Zhiwen felt that the tinnitus subsided very slowly, but Tan Fan's voice was so clear and calm, as if it was transmitted directly to the brain, and he responded as he should without thinking too much .

Zhao Zhiwen felt that he might have a concussion and hallucinations. In front of his eyes, Xiao Luo threw his shield into the pile of zombies, clenched his hands into fists, like a burning glove, and swung his fist like a cannonball. The heads of the zombies that were rushing towards them were directly blown off, and the scene was bloody. Even though he was wearing a mask and goggles, Zhao Zhiwen could still see the excitement in Xiao Luo's eyes.

Liu Wenbin was like a ghost, moving incredibly fast. For a moment, he seemed to disappear in place, and then suddenly appeared again. The zombies rushing down from the upstairs were like entering a meat grinder in front of them. Ordinary corpse.

Xiao Yuan threw the gun aside and replaced it with a saber. Behind Zhao Zhiwen's invisible back, the saber rose into a ball of flames, wrapped tightly around the saber, and cut it horizontally, resulting in three heads.

Wang Chengwen gritted his teeth, pushed the shield forward sideways, and the zombies chasing up from behind retreated one after another. This is a sloping staircase, so when he pushes the one in front to press down the one behind, the one behind rolls down, and the one that rolls down holds down the bottom and chases after him. For those who came up, more than half of the pressure in the rear was emptied in an instant, only a few sporadic ones were not pushed down, but they were also handled by Xiao Yuan.

Tan Fan's eyes lit up, showing a little surprise and approval. It was really surprising that Xiao Luo and Xiao Yuan could find a suitable method to use their talents so quickly.

Tan Fan quickly kicked open the door of the safe passage, pulled Zhao Zhiwen who was still in a daze, and said to the others: "Save your strength, don't love to fight."

Although Xiao Yuan and the others used their abilities well, the level just now was just an instant burst of power, and they couldn't hold on for too long. Although they couldn't stop quickly after listening to Tan Fan's words, they could slightly control the burning power in their bodies. Xiao Luo Shaking his hands, the gun in his hand slowly went out, Wang Chengwen swung the shield fiercely, directly hitting the zombie he met in the face, and stabbing it diagonally into the forest wall.

Xiao Yuan also calmed down slowly, the saber in his hand had lost its flame and was already hot red, the four of them followed Tan Fan and retreated behind the security door, Xiao Yuan had no choice but to abandon the saber in his hand and stick it on the doorknob, Lock the door to the escape route.

After entering through the door of the safe passage, there is a T-shaped corridor. The place where the explosion just happened was scorched black, the walls and roof were bald, and the tiles were broken all over the floor. There are only a lot of stumps and arms on the ground. It takes a lot of zombies to kill so many.

Tan Fan turned his back to them, holding a gun in one hand and holding Zhao Zhiwen's arm in the other. Many half-burned zombies fell in front of him. It seemed that they were not completely killed just now, and Tan Fan killed them later.

When Xiao Luo and the others retreated to Tan Fan's side, Tan Fan just turned his head slightly and said coldly: "Check your body and equip."

Xiao Yuan just threw away a gun and a saber, and now he only has a pistol on his body, so he stretched out his hand to Tan Fan and said, "I need a new saber."

Tan Fan moved his fingers slightly, waved his hand and threw a long knife to Xiao Yuan, although it was not as good as Tan Fan's Tang knife, but the blade was sharp and the blade was straight, much better than the saber Xiao Yuan used originally.

"It's not heat-resistant enough, I'll find a better one later." Tan Fan said lightly, "What do other people need?"

Xiao Yuan was taken aback, the long knife in his hand was half a meter long, much heavier than a saber, but it was better to kill zombies than a saber that required close quarters fighting.

Xiao Luo and the others just used some extra bullets, and it was enough to replenish the clips.