poor road [end times]

[Yang Yiqin, if one day I make you angry, you must go to the place we just met when you leave home, so that I will know how to find you. ]

[……runaway?Stop talking in your sleep, I'm not that naive. ]

[Also, call me Brother Yang, no big or small. ]

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city ​​center.

Feng Lin inserted a pen into the eyes of the man who was talking about cooperation just now, and after pulling it out, he looked at the brains on it and threw it aside in disgust.

He frowned, and looked anxiously at the figure swaying outside the frosted door of the office. Thinking of Yang Yiqin who was alone at home, he couldn't help kicking the zombie out in front of him.

like a raging lion.

"Feng...Feng Lin." The man beside him swallowed, both fearful and terrified, "...you, calm down."

"Calm down? How can I calm down?" Feng Lin grabbed the man by the collar and brought him over, "If you hadn't insisted on letting me participate in last night's party, I would have been caught taking pictures? Would I have quarreled with Yang Yiqin? Now he is sulking at home alone, how the hell do you let me calm down?"

"Even if you say that, I can't do anything about it already happened!! Besides, weren't you guys in a villa in the outer suburbs yesterday?" The man raised his hands and cried, "Brother, look at the zombies around the door of our studio, calm down Think about it...there are few people in the outer suburbs, Brother Yang is pretty good, but he beat you back then, no matter how you look at it, we are more dangerous in the business circle!!!"

Feng Lin's complexion didn't improve, he let go, and walked to a corner of the office without saying a word, as if he was looking for something.

The man asked: "You...what are you doing?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Feng Lin ordered without turning his head, "Wang Che, watch the door for me."

The man named Wang Che glanced at the glass door blocked by sundries, then at the zombies wandering in the corridor outside the door, and finally knelt down on the ground dejectedly. : "Stay, guard... It's really not a fucking dream... Why is it the end of the world? Biohazard, I'm so worried about my parents, you bastards..."

After a while, Feng Lin called him.

"Wang Che."

Wang Che turned to look at Feng Lin: "What?"

Feng Lin threw something at him.

Wang Che took a closer look, and immediately stepped back three or two steps: "Damn!"

It was something like a long wrench, made of stainless steel, and it made a heavy sound when it hit the floor.

Feng Lin picked up a fire ax by himself, and said to Wang Che, "Pick it up, let's get out of here."

"...Get out of here?" Wang Che looked at the zombies wandering outside, showing hesitation, "Farewell, there are a lot of zombies outside, although today is Saturday, but you can't underestimate the number of workers working overtime..."

"What do you eat and drink if you don't run? The glass door is not strong enough, where can zombies rush in and block the entrance?" Feng Lin flexed his wrist, "And Yang Yiqin is alone at home, what should he do if he is scared?"

"Brother, don't talk about it, even if I pee my pants, Brother Yang won't be afraid." Wang Che picked up the wrench, "But you are right, there is no water or food in the meeting room, and the door is not secure, so you must stay here." It's not safe. But I haven't fought much, zombies... I'm afraid I won't be able to fight."

Feng Lin didn't speak, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Based on the experience of starting a business with his classmates for many years, Wang Che guessed that he thought of Yang Yiqin.Although Feng Lin is straightforward and occasionally has a bad temper, he is actually not difficult to get along with.The only thing is, ever since he was brutally abused by Yang Yiqin when he first met on the basketball court, he didn't care about anyone except Yang Yiqin.

Wang Che glanced at the zombie on the ground whose eyeballs were pierced by a pen and oozing brains, and his voice trembled with fear: "...Brother, why don't you think you are afraid?"

He still still remembers that an hour ago, when they were halfway through their meeting with the person in charge, the other person suddenly twitched and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.He immediately took out his mobile phone and wanted to call 120, but later found that the mobile phone had no signal, and the company's network was disconnected at some point, and Feng Lin was in the same situation.

Just when the two of them were afraid that something would happen to each other, one went to fetch hot water, and the other wanted to go outside to ask for help, the fallen person in charge suddenly stopped convulsing and stood up tremblingly.

Just as Wang Che wanted to ask the other party how he was feeling, he was afraid that they would be responsible for his accident here, but unexpectedly, the other party rushed towards him with a ferocious face.It was also at that time that he discovered that the whites of the person in charge's eyes were bloodshot and abnormally red, the black and blue blood vessels under the skin could be clearly seen on the face, and foul-smelling mucus was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He was completely stunned and forgot to move for a moment. It was Feng Lin who pulled him away so that he escaped the other party's bite.

Unexpectedly, the person in charge who was pulled away not only did not stop his weird behavior, but turned around and rushed towards Feng Lin who pulled him away. Fortunately, Feng Lin reacted and kicked him out again.

Afterwards, there was chaos in the office. Wang Che yelled at the person in charge to wake up, and asked him if he had some genetic disease. Feng Lin found a rope and tied him up, ready to hand him over to the hospital for treatment.

The meeting place for the three of them was the company's small conference room. Just as Feng Lin and Wang Che were about to take people downstairs, there was a sudden noise outside.There are five people working overtime in their studio today, and three people are working in the open office outside. Those three people seem to have encountered the same situation. They stumbled towards the conference room one by one, as if they wanted to ask for help.

However, when Wang Che took a closer look, he saw that the "person" who was chasing after with stiff limbs also had abnormal eye whites and skin color.

As for the man running in front, his shoulder and right arm were clearly bitten and bloody...

The girl who was bitten ran into another small meeting room because she was too frightened, and locked the door behind her backhand.Feng Lin reacted faster than Wang Che, walked to the door and closed it, then piled the tables and chairs in front of the door.

It didn't take long before the man with the flesh and blood on the corner of his mouth rushed over and started to roar and slap on the glass door of the meeting room.

On the other side, the person in charge who was tied up also let out the same roar.

There is only a layer of frosted glass between the two conference rooms, and they can vaguely see each other's situation.Feng Lin knocked on the glass wall, and raised his voice to the female employee who was bitten next door: "Hurry up and block the chairs and tables in the conference room at the door."

The employee was covered in blood, and was so frightened by the situation just now that he burst into tears. After doing so, his legs were limp and he knelt on the ground, holding the wound and crying.

Wang Che was also shocked: "What, what should I do?"

Feng Lin asked, "What did you think of?"

There were endless roars in his ears, and Wang Che swallowed: "We both think...they should be the same."

"Zombies."

"Zombies."

The conference room fell into dead silence.

Like a piece of wood, Wang Che walked mechanically to the table in the conference room, picked up the unfinished mineral water from the meeting half an hour ago, poured down most of the bottle, and then murmured in a daze: "Fake!" ……really?"

Feng Lin was taking out his mobile phone, knowing that there was no signal, he still dialed the same number without giving up.

"...help...help."

The employee who locked himself in the meeting room next door suddenly leaned against the glass wall, knocked on the wall, and called for help weakly.

Wang Che walked over in two steps, leaned against the glass wall and asked, "What's the matter? You don't feel well? See if you can stop the bleeding. I'll call 120 for you if your phone has signal!"

It's a pity that the employee didn't reply him. Instead, he squatted by the wall, covered his chest with his hands and lowered his head, his whole body twitching like extremely uncomfortable.Her twitches were small in magnitude and high in frequency, unnaturally bewitched, and the veins on her exposed arms were bulging visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Wang Che anxiously slapped the glass wall, and Feng Lin also walked over.

At this moment, the employee suddenly stopped twitching, and a low growl escaped from his throat.The next moment, she raised her head instantly, biting and screaming at them through the glass wall.

"Boom-"

Wang Che squatted on the ground in fright, and stepped back several steps in embarrassment.

Feng Lin clenched his fists, walked closer to observe the changes in the employees, and then came to a conclusion: "We guessed right."

"Infected quickly after being bitten..." Wang Che couldn't stop shaking his hands, "This thing, is it really a fucking zombie?"

Thinking of something, Feng Lin visibly became irritable, while Wang Che didn't dare to move.

What was even more desperate was that, perhaps following the smell of blood, it didn't take long for the number of zombies wandering outside to increase visibly with the naked eye.At this time, they remembered that besides their studio, there was another architectural design company on the floor of the office building—even on Saturdays, there were many people working overtime on the opposite side.

Wang Che: "Yes, is the whole city of Beijing becoming like this?"

Feng Lin: "You ask me, who am I to ask?"

"By the way!" Wang Che got up and asked anxiously, "Didn't you say when you came this morning that Brother Yang is in the suburbs today? What's going on in the suburbs... Fuck, I forgot that there is no signal!!"

Feng Lin glared at him.

Wang Che: "I don't want to talk so much nonsense, but what should we do now?"

Feng Lin didn't say a word, he took out a pen, and "poof—" it stuck it into the eyes of the person in charge who turned into a zombie.

Wang Che was distracted from the memory.

Although I know that Feng Lin played basketball in middle school and followed Yang Yiqin's footsteps into the martial arts club in college, but no matter how good his skills are, beating someone and sticking a knife into someone's flesh still feel completely different.But the other party dared to insert a pen into the zombie's eyeball as if he was doing an experiment...

Looking at the zombie in charge who stopped moving after being pierced through his brain, Wang Che shivered when he thought of the sound of a pen poking his eyeball, and he clenched the long wrench in his hand, and asked the question again: "... ...Brother, brother, you haven't told me yet, why aren't you afraid?"

Feng Lin closed his eyes, stared fiercely at the debris used to block the door, tilted his head, his joints made a crisp sound, moved the fire ax in his hand, and walked towards the main entrance.

"Because I can't die here."

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Feng Lin: Yang Yiqin is still sulking at home!