The old woman approached me with her fangs and claws bared. She was obviously the leader of the zombies in this room. None of the zombies behind her dared to cross her and advance. They just followed behind her and took advantage of her power.
The air was filled with a strange stench, which made my chest feel tight and my mind feel a little dizzy.
I bit my tongue hard. I had to keep myself awake. If I couldn't keep myself awake, I would never be awake again.
Under the pressure of the zombies, I could only retreat step by step. Finally, my back leaned against the cold wall. At the base of the wall, I had no way to retreat.
As the saying goes, when a pig is anxious, it will climb a tree, and when a dog is anxious, it will jump over a wall. I am currently in the same mental state as these two brothers.
I waved the fire extinguisher in my hand and threw it at the old woman.
The fire extinguisher flew out and hit the old woman's chin, directly sending her chin flying. The old woman was also sent staggering backward by the remaining force of the fire extinguisher and crashed into the zombies behind her. It formed a domino effect, and a large number of them fell down.
I didn't expect that I would still have such great strength in such a critical moment. It was said that people had potential. It seemed that unless his life was in danger, potential would not come out.
However, now wasn't the time to discuss potential. Taking advantage of the chaos, I made a detour around the zombies in front of me and ran to the stairs leading to the second floor.
I won't be able to open the door in a short period of time, but I can go around to the second floor and jump down.
The zombies on the second floor were all gathered on the first floor, so the second floor was empty. There was not even a ghost.
I rushed into the room I had once lived in, to the window through which the zombie had crawled.
I stretched my head out and looked down. It was alright. This was an old-fashioned small building. The second floor was not considered high from the ground, only about three meters high. I estimated that jumping down should not be life-threatening.
I grabbed the windowsill and hung myself down, then let go.
The moment my feet landed on the ground, I was so touched that I almost cried. The earth! I finally ran out of this building.
However, my happiness only lasted for a few seconds. When I turned around, I was dumbfounded again.
All the buildings on this street were filled with zombies. Their faces were facing in one direction, which was me! Then he walked askew towards me.
He had really just left the zombie nest and entered the zombie mouth.
Where did so many rare animals come from? Where was this place? Is this still the town I studied in?
I seriously suspected that I had come to Raccoon City, the birthplace of Resident Evil.
I identified the direction. It was still the same intersection. It was still raining. Lightning flashed across the dark night sky from time to time. The flashing lights added to the strange atmosphere here.
I couldn't hesitate any longer, because there were already zombies sticking their heads and arms out of the window above me.
I ran down a street like crazy.
There were zombies chasing after me, and zombies appeared on my left and right from time to time, but that wasn't the worst.
The worst thing was that there were zombies blocking me in front of me. I could only find a gap to pass through them. Passing through the zombie forest was inevitable. My left arm was scratched by a zombie.
At this time, I wouldn't care about a small injury. I couldn't care less about the pain and ran forward bravely.
A white wall appeared in front of me. It was about five to six meters tall and blocked all my paths.
I rushed to the wall and let out a desperate roar.
"Which bastard built a wall here?”
The wall seemed to be made of stone. It was cold and hard. I pushed and kicked it a few times, but it stood in front of me like a mountain.
I quickly understood the situation. If I didn't have wings, I would never be able to climb over this wall.
This place was enclosed by a wall, and I was so unlucky that I ran into it.
Am I destined to become a zombie's meal today, and then turn into a zombie like in the movies?
I couldn't help but shiver when I thought of the appearance of a zombie. If I really became a walking corpse, I might as well die.
More and more zombies gathered on all three sides. They were getting closer and closer to me, and I was surrounded.
My body was weak and trembling helplessly. My weak legs were no longer enough to support my body. I leaned against the wall and silently slid to the ground.
I was in trouble again. Last time, there was a mysterious person who saved me from a predicament in the west of the village. Will this miracle happen again?
Although I believe that miracles will happen, I also believe that miracles won't always happen.
Therefore, I didn't expect a miracle to happen again.
I sat on the ground silently, my expression calm. I covered the wound on my left arm with my right hand.
I was surprised that I could sit here so calmly and watch the zombies approach me.
This shouldn't be the performance of a sixteen-year-old youth like me.
I should be crying, begging, or struggling.
No, I didn't cry or beg. I didn't even think about anything. I just sat there and closed my eyes.
There was a song that said,"When I close my eyes, it's dark, a feeling of tearing apart."
I closed my eyes and prepared to experience the feeling of being torn apart.
My ears became more sensitive when I closed my eyes. The moment I closed my eyes, I heard the sound of a car behind me.
Judging from the sound, it should be a truck, and it was a heavy-duty dump truck, because the roar of the engine was comparable to the thunder in the sky.
The sound of the engine was getting closer and closer, as if it was speeding up. Why did I feel that it was driving towards me?
It was a feeling, and it was getting stronger and stronger. I jumped up and ran to the side. I felt that if I didn't run, there was a huge possibility that I would be smashed into a meat pie by the truck.
I had only run about two meters when I heard a loud bang behind me, followed by a crash and a cracking sound.
I leaned against the wall and looked back. The heavens had opened their eyes.
It was indeed a dump truck. The driver must have drunk too much yellow soup and couldn't see the road clearly, so he drove the truck here.
A huge gap was created in the high wall, and dust and rain mixed together.
The truck had already charged into the wall due to inertia. It even made a 360-degree turn and drifted. The front of the truck turned around, and the back of the truck fell into a drain. There was a zombie that had been crushed into a photo under the truck.
People who didn't know the inside story would think that the car had reversed in.
The zombies seemed to be unprepared for such a situation. They were all stunned.
I couldn't just stand there. My reaction wasn't fake. I jumped up like a rabbit and rushed towards the gap.#
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