[End of the World] Raise zombies as old attackers

You Min stretched out his hand to explore some of the food that was left around him, his brows furrowed a little deeper.

What's more, the food left now can only guarantee survival for a few days. If you want to continue to live, you still have to go out.

After thinking about this clearly, You Min touched the bay window of the bedroom in the dark, poked his head out and shouted towards the next room.

This was the first time he entered this bedroom after breaking up with Qin Zhao.

Even though they didn't do anything out of the ordinary, the scene of embracing each other and sleeping together is still vivid in my memory, but now, this restricted area is no longer so important.

In mid-August, the night in Huaguo should have been sultry and hot.

But maybe the smell of blood wafting up from downstairs was too strong, after You Min opened the window, he felt a chill for no reason.

"Excuse me, is Brother Anqiang there?" You Min didn't deliberately lower his voice.

The empty tall building transmitted his voice back, making him gradually forget the sound of the infected being dragged downstairs and the whimpering wind.

If it wasn't for the fear that the other party would suddenly change his mind and set off immediately at night, You Min wouldn't be in such a hurry, "Please open the window of your bedroom over there."

However, for some reason, the sound insulation effect of the glass windows of the apartment improved immediately. You Min waited for a long time, but did not hear any sound coming from the opposite side.

"Brother Anqiang, I'm your neighbor next door...can you please open the window, there is something I want to discuss with you."

After hesitating for a while, You Min finally chose to turn up the volume. He didn't want to miss this opportunity. This might be his only way out.

However, there was still no sound coming from the next door.

The roaring from downstairs became more and more serious, and the sound of chewing meat was obviously very soft, but You Min, who poked his head out, still heard it.

A strong sense of nausea swept up from his stomach, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, and threw the most tempting bait at the bay window next door, "I still have some food and bottled water here, brother An Da, are you here?" ?"

With a sound of "哗啦——", the glass window next door was finally pushed open.

In the darkness, a man with bright eyes and a vaguely bulky appearance stuck his head out from the bay window.

He moved violently, opened the window, and without being polite, he directly swung the flashlight around, and greeted You Min with the bright light, "You are calling me?"

"Yes." When you actually met An Qiang face to face, You Min realized that the other party was not as secure as he thought.

At least the behavior of the other party waving a flashlight at his face let him know that An Qiang is not a very rule-abiding person.

Having lived in this residential area slightly closer to the city center for more than half a year, You Min knew very little about the surrounding neighbors.

In the past, each resident was busy with their own affairs, and he himself had to work from [-] to [-], so You Min actually seldom talked to his neighbors.

They also don't know anything about their origins.

But now, based on An Qiang's appearance, he can guess that the man in the opposite room may have been involved in the game.

Because on his face, from top to bottom, there was an extremely vicious scar about ten centimeters long.

"I heard what you were arguing with your girlfriend just now. I want to go outside with you."

You Min's eyes had to be narrowed into a slit due to the sudden light, but he didn't show any worry.

In the face of absolute power, this little humiliation is nothing at all.

"You said you had food and bottled water?"

You Min's rather polite explanation did not move An Qiang's heart. He thought for a moment, and then asked for the most favorable conditions for him with a strong purpose.

"Yes, but not too much." You Min wondered if An Qiang had quarreled with that woman named "Xu Jiao" on purpose.

It is to attract more companions who can go out with him and "share" each other's food.

"How many people do you have?"

An Qiang has squatted in the bureau, and basically inquired about the situation of several residents around him, but he still wants to express his polite questions.

To avoid it, it seems that he is not very polite.

"There is only one person." You Min could answer this question without hesitation, although after answering, he inevitably felt a little bit bitter in his heart.

He and Qin Zhao saved money to buy this small broken apartment together.

It's just that on the night of the dispute, the man "generously" gave him the apartment, while he himself continued to hold his lover's waist and went to the hotel...

You Min knew his situation, so he didn't have an advantage.

After all, there is chaos outside the window, and there are no people around me who are well-connected to take care of each other, so maybe one day they will be blacked out and killed by others.

But this kind of fact always has to be exposed. He can only use other methods to add weight to himself as much as possible, so as not to let others see his timidity.

"But I have a lot of knives at home. If I really want to go out, those should be useful."

No one knows the way to deal with zombies, but with the basic sharp weapon in hand, it can always protect one's life in times of crisis.

You Min has such considerations, he believes that An Qiang is not stupid.

"However, the knives are all like kitchen knives and fruit knives. They are relatively small in length and their attack power is not particularly strong."

If you are good at cooking, you will understand utensils better than ordinary people.

You Min owns several knives for processing meat and vegetables, and he can tell the function of each knife just by mentioning it a little.

But now, those knives are of no great use in the kitchen.

"It's okay, as long as it works."

An Qiang didn't ask why You Min had so many kitchen knives.

In his opinion, even if You Min killed people with those knives, it has nothing to do with him.

"I'll leave at around nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Listen to my signal for the specific time."

"At that time, I will find a way to let you climb over this window. Just remember to bring all the knives, food and water."

The flashlight in An Qiang's hand flicked twice indifferently, and the strong white light shone on You Min's eyes again, making his eyes hurt.

However, he didn't realize it himself. After explaining a bunch of words, he closed the window with a "swipe".

It doesn't matter whether You Min can distinguish his so-called signal now.

You Min didn't think too much about An Qiang's behavior.

In one night, he not only needs to tidy things up, but also needs to nourish his energy. He doesn't have much time to think about the attitude of a stranger.

After finding the bed again in the dark, You Min didn't lie down immediately.

Instead, he followed the bedside table and found the scented candle that he hadn't been willing to use, and planned to simply pack his luggage.