This wave of zombies will not work [End Times]

Mijingtang gritted his teeth, and hastily pressed the wound on his side with his left hand. Warm liquid flowed out from between his fingers. He tried his best to keep the knife in the child's hand from going any further. He pushed the little zombie's head with all his strength with his right hand, trying to pull Open the distance between the two.

The blood stimulated the zombie even more. The little zombie's mouth was close at hand, trying to stretch his neck forward. His face was ferocious, and the sound of sharp teeth clenching and touching made a creepy sound in the rainy night.

"Jingtang!" Zou Lang saw Mijingtang and the mutated zombie in a stalemate, but couldn't see the details clearly because the sky was too dark.He screamed anxiously, burning with anxiety, but there were still three zombies entangled beside him, and it was too late to come to help.

With high fever, pain and loss of strength, Mijingtang felt that he could not hold on for long, as long as his arm loosened a little, the little zombie would bite him.

Seeing that he could not bite the prey, the little zombie held the knife with both hands and pushed it forward, and began to twist it. At this time, the fruit knife with a length of more than ten centimeters had completely penetrated into Mijingtang's body.

Hmm... Mijingtang frowned slightly, let out a low moan, and the cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

His arms began to tremble uncontrollably...

"Xinxin!" At this moment, a woman's call suddenly sounded.

Someone stood not far from Mijingtang and the mutated zombies and shouted.

Mijingo raised his head with difficulty, and then he saw Miya Chiba.

The girl who should be in the house at this time is here for some reason.

The night was dark, like a smudged thick ink. On the parking lot, there were only two damaged and lonely buses with orange lights still on.In the dark night, looking down from the sky, this light is like a firefly in the darkness. Although the light is weak, it warms people's hearts.

Gong Qianye stood in front of the bus, panting, obviously just ran over.The light from the bus reflected on her face, making her look softer but also more determined.She raised something in her hand, shook it and shouted, "Look, Xinxin, what is this?"

In her hand is a gray rabbit doll. The rabbit is very big, about tens of centimeters high, with hanging ears, very cute and cute.

Gong Qianye spoke with a sweet voice, like a mother coaxing her child to sleep, she tried her best to put on a smiling expression.

But in fact, she was afraid. Her legs were shaking all the time, and cold sweat slipped down her neck into her clothes. She was taking great risks to lure this zombie. The mutated zombie was too fast, maybe it would rush over and bite her.

She is gambling.

If they won, they would both be rescued, and if they lost, they might both die here tonight.

After Zou Lang and Mijingtang left, Gong Qianye looked at the diary again. This rabbit doll was bought for Xin Xin by his mother on his last birthday. It was also his favorite toy during his lifetime. He hugged the rabbit all the time.She found the rabbit doll from the bed beside her, and asked Uncle Qin to take care of the driver. She walked through the corridor where zombies might appear at any time, and came here alone.

By God's blessing, Gong Qianye did not encounter any zombies along the way.

She hoped that it could awaken a trace of memory in the child's heart.

Although so far, whether the zombie's pre-life behavior is a conditioned reflex or a residual memory has been an academic debate.

But Gong Qianye had a hunch that this zombie retained some language functions, maybe because it had some memory residues.

Staring at the rabbit, a small group of nerves in the little zombie's brain that had been corroded by the zombie virus suddenly began to pulsate.

That was the memory of his life...

Mother, father, family, his past life, his past life.

Mijingtang felt that the little zombie's strength was gradually slowing down. It let go of the hand holding the knife, put away the ferocity on its face, turned its head slightly, and was absent-minded for a moment, then it called softly, "Mom!"

The mother's smile in memory and Gong Qianye's smile at this moment overlapped in his mind.

The little zombie stretched out a hand in the direction where Gong Qianye was, cautiously, as if wanting to touch her...

Mijingtang, who was finally able to escape, naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity. He grabbed the little zombie's neck with both hands, and twisted his neck with a snap.

The little zombie fell down like a lifeless rag doll.

Then Mijingtang endured the severe pain, pulled out the fruit knife in his abdomen, and made two cuts on the little zombie's eyes.

After all this was done, Mijingtang knelt on the ground exhausted, his eyes turned black, Gong Qianye ran over, and she put the rabbit in the arms of the little dead zombie.Then she supported Mijingtang and covered his wound with her hands. The wound was deep, and the blood flowed out quickly, flowing down the pants continuously.

"Thank you, but you shouldn't..." Mijingtang whispered while enduring the sharp pain in his body.

Gong Qianye nodded to admit her mistake, and resolutely refused to correct it, "I know... I was wrong... I didn't listen to you, but... I think it's worth taking the risk."

She was still immersed in excitement. With this move, she not only saved Mijingtang, herself, and more people, but also took a step forward in the research of zombies.

Her current experimental results can prove that zombies may also have residual memories of humans and human emotions. Although this emotion is weak, it may only be for a moment, and it cannot resist the killing nature of zombies.

Losing the command of the mutated zombies, the rest of the zombies lost their direction, their reaction speed and action ability were reduced, and they were quickly strangled by the passengers. The parking lot was finally cleared. out.

The people who were still in shock finally escaped.

Mijingtang wanted to say something, but suddenly bloody smell rose from his throat, he frowned and closed his eyes, and covered his mouth with his hands in pain, warm and bright red liquid flowed out from between his fingers.

This change frightened Gong Chiba, she was familiar with pathology, but Mijingtang's reaction at this time was completely unreasonable in medicine.She didn't know whether it was an internal injury or an external injury that caused such a large area of ​​internal bleeding.

"Jingtang!" Zou Lang finally killed the zombies that entangled him, and ran towards this side.

Mijingdou bent over in pain, the wound on his left hand was bleeding continuously.But the pain in his body was not limited to the wound, the internal organs seemed to be strangled by something, twisting it hard like twisting a towel in one direction.He felt that he had been torn apart, the temperature and feeling were being pulled out of his body.

"Jingtang, Jingtang..." Zou Lang's voice seemed to come from far away.

Mijingdou was about to be driven mad by the overwhelming pain, he was vomiting blood profusely, as if he wanted to spit out all the blood in his body.Neither Gong Qianye nor Zou Lang could support him.Mijingtang convulsed uncontrollably, he didn't know what method to use to suppress the pain in his body, a huge roar came from his ears, the whole world was spinning non-stop, he finally had no strength at all , the world in my eyes is tilted.He fell to the wet ground, curled up.

The rain was still rustling, and several other survivors gathered around, panting.

They got together for various reasons, boarded the bus, and drove to the unknown place in their lives.

Fortunately, this unforgettable journey is finally coming to an end...