Gu Moqing glanced out the window, then calmly picked up the column necklace on her chest.

He turned the head of the necklace clockwise, but after a few turns, the necklace that was originally used as an ornament fell off, and at this time the cylinder revealed its true colors.

"You still carry binoculars with you? Couldn't you really be responsible for this zombie outbreak?" Wen Xiaobai's jaw almost dropped in shock.

Did not expect ah.

Mo Chen said that if he really lost his memory, he would find himself a bully character to stay.

Gu Moqing ignored him, and looked at the cafeteria with a small telescope.

Just as he was observing carefully, Wen Xiaobai suddenly heard something moving outside the classroom. He held an iron rod against the wall, and walked to the other side of the classroom lightly.

The classroom on the second floor had already been overrun by zombies when the two of them came. After eliminating two or three zombies inside, they worked together to pile up all the tables and stools at the door to resist the monsters outside.

"Boom-boom-"

There were loud noises coming from the wall he was leaning against, and the loud and uninterrupted noise had already caused other zombies to gradually move closer.

He didn't open the window, but narrowed his eyes carefully and looked into the corridor.

If Wen Xiaobai could see outside, he would find that a zombie who lost his eyes was on the other side of the wall where he was, knocking on the door with his head non-stop.

He felt the vibration of the wall, and besides that, more and more footsteps were approaching here.

Wen Xiaobai cursed secretly.

If things continue like this, I'm afraid he and Mo Chenyan will have to confess here before they see Shen Dai.

He looked back at Gu Moqing, who was still observing the situation in the cafeteria, and tightened his grip on the iron rod.

All the tables and chairs piled up at the door cannot be taken down, otherwise the defense line will be breached at any time. Now there is only one way to deal with the zombies outside.

go to the window.

Wen Xiaobai clenched the iron rod in his hand, and opened the window lightly, not wanting to disturb the zombies at the door, and secondly, not wanting to disturb Gu Moqing.

But things always backfired. The blind zombies at the door had more sensitive hearing, and the moment Wen Xiaobai opened the window, they rushed towards the gap.

He didn't check for a while and was hit by the zombie and fell from the table, and the blind zombie opened the window and jumped in at this moment.

Just as Wen Xiaobai was about to get up, he felt a stabbing pain in his waist, and almost lost all feeling in his lower body.

He stretched out his right hand to touch his back.

It’s over.

Wen Xiaobai gave a wry smile, the moist feeling between his fingers and the sharp pain in his waist made him roughly guess what happened.But facing the zombies rushing towards him, there was no more time for him to hesitate.

Wen Xiaobai couldn't get up, and he didn't have the strength to swing the iron rod. He could only press the stick to his chest with great difficulty, desperately resisting the attack of the zombies.

The zombie kept chewing towards him with its bloody mouth open, and the saliva flowed down the iron rod to Wen Xiaobai's hand.

Wen Xiaobai bit his back molars and insisted desperately, the tingling pain in his waist became more and more severe, his hands were gradually unable to use his strength, he couldn't help moaning in pain, the blood had flowed from his The back gradually diffuses.

The stimulation of blood obviously made the zombie even more crazy. He kept biting Wen Xiaobai, and the more intense attacks made Wen Xiaobai gradually unable to resist. When he fell on his chest, one foot kicked the zombie flying off him.

Gu Moqing rushed over at some point, and slammed the iron rod that was quickly snatched from Wen Xiaobai's hand at the head of the zombie who had lost his eyes.

The iron rod made a sound as it passed through the air, and there was only a loud bang, and then the howling of the zombies ceased.

After finishing off the zombies, Gu Moqing quickly ran to Wen Xiaobai's side, and carefully picked him up.

"Are you OK?"

Wen Xiaobai had been lying down for a while to relax, but now his whole back hurts so badly that he is about to lose consciousness. If he hadn't run out of time, he really wanted to beat Gu Moqing up.

He said in a weak voice, "Close the window, close the window—"

Gu Moqing hurriedly said a few times, closed the opened window again, and set up several tables and stools on it.The moment he did everything, countless zombies rushed to the window, and they flapped their teeth at the window, but those black pupils were staring at Wen Xiaobai on the ground.

Gu Moqing glanced at the past coldly, but the zombies who were clamoring crazily just now suddenly quieted down, and even their slapping movements became smaller, and gradually dispersed after a while, and there was no more sound.

After solving the trouble, he quickly returned to Wen Xiaobai's side again.

But at this time, Wen Xiaobai had passed out from the pain.

His face was pale, and big beads of sweat kept rolling down his face. Gu Moqing also noticed that something was wrong. It wasn't a fall and it wouldn't be so serious.

His eyes moved down, and after seeing the blood spilling from under Wen Xiaobai's body, he froze in place.

He didn't know why Wen Xiaobai bled so much, but no matter what the reason was, the most important thing now was to stop the bleeding.

Gu Moqing turned him over carefully, and as she slowly uncovered her clothes, Wen Xiaobai's wound became clear in front of her eyes.

The moment he saw the hole in his waist, Gu Moqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, it was not a bite.

He quickly ran to a large amount of paper in the desk, and after wiping off the blood around the wound, he discovered that it turned out that a nail had been stuck into Wen Xiaobai's left lower back.

In the absence of wound needles and gauze-only medicines, pulling out the nails rashly may leave sequelae, but in Wen Xiaobai's current situation, the wound will worsen and become infected if he doesn't do anything, and it won't be as simple as sequelae up.

After thinking for a while, Gu Moqing put both hands on the wound.

Pull nails, stop bleeding, bandage.

A series of actions can be described as smooth and flowing, as if I don't know how many times they have been performed.

But as a college student, isn't it a little too strange to have so many?

Obviously, Wen Xiaobai had this question at the moment.

He just guessed that Mo Chenyan's identity and role this time is not simple, but it seems that Gu Moqing is not just not simple to describe.

This guy probably searched outside again when Wen Xiaobai passed out. His white shirt had already been stained red with blood, leaving only dark red marks. He fell into a deep sleep against the corner of the wall.

It was already half dark, and I didn't expect this dusk to be most of the afternoon.He glanced at the moon outside the window, it should be past 11 o'clock at night.

But even in the middle of the night, the hazy screams still did not stop, and the killing continued.

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