doomsday escape

"Dadada..."

Wang He just showed up and was forced back by oncoming bullets, but in that short moment, it was enough to see clearly that it was Wu Ting and Shi Chong who shot.

"It's me! What are you doing?" Wang He wiped his cold sweat. These shots almost exploded on his head. His helmet was beaten crooked. The bullet marks rubbed on the helmet proved how dangerous he was just now.

"Wang He? Why are you here?" Wu Ting asked in surprise in the room, and her tone seemed to have never expected Wang He to appear.

"What Wang He? What are you talking nonsense?" Shi Chong shouted loudly, raised his gun and fired a few more points, and the bullet passed by the door.

"You are crazy, that's Wang He!" Wu Ting was anxious, raised her hand and punched Shi Chong in the face. The latter seemed to remember something, lowered her head and was stunned, then shouted: "Wang He? Head? Why are you here?"

Wang He poked his head out again and carefully confirmed that they would not shoot again. Then he walked into the house and looked at the two inexplicable comrades with a complicated expression.

"What are you doing? Are you so nervous?"

"Why didn't you say it first on the radio and run over? We were shocked." Wu Ting complained, and looked back and forth and left and right: "It's okay, didn't you hurt you, right?"

"It's okay! Fortunately, I reacted quickly. I called you many times on the radio, but I didn't reply, so I came here." Wang He was also so unfair that he almost made an apologe by his teammates. He thought he hadn't contacted him in advance. Who would make a joke about his life?

"There is also half of the corridor. Let's search together. It's time to go out. Something is wrong here..."

As soon as he stepped out of the office, he saw a figure jumping out of the corridor opposite. In the blink of an eye, he ran downstairs. When Wang He saw it, he shouted, "Stop!" and chased him out.

When they ran to the entrance of the stairs, the figure had disappeared under the stairs. The three of them chased after them without hesitation. At the same time, Wang He turned on the radio, quickly changed the channel, and shouted: "Fatty, I found a suspicious target. From now on, I will stare at the things that go out of this restaurant to death."

"I understand!" Li Chenyang immediately adjusted the camera on Black Hawk, zoomed the screen, set up camera tracking, and Sisi stared at all the situations around the restaurant.

Wang He took two steps at a time and jumped down the stairs one after another. Unfortunately, they were not those with speed and ability like Li Jingou. They were always slowing down one step, and only saw a figure flashing by at the bottom of the stairs.

By the time they arrived at the first floor, they had completely lost their sight of the target. Wang He hurriedly shouted to the radio: "Have you seen someone or something else go out?"

"No, Boss! Nothing came out!"

"Damn it! The back door!" Wang He immediately thought that the other party might have passed through the back hall and ran from behind, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Who is he talking to?" Wu Ting was behind, looking at Wang He as if he was going crazy, and couldn't help but whisper to Shi Chong on the side.

"I don't know! I've been talking nonsense since I just started. Let's keep up first, don't have any accidents." Shi Chong also looked worried, and the two of them hurriedly followed Wang He.

If Wang He heard the conversation between them, he would probably not be chasing people like he is now, and things seemed to be starting to develop in an increasingly incredible direction.

The three of them rushed through the kitchen like a gust of wind, and kicked the messy pots and pans piled up all over the ground without any worries. They just tried to avoid the noise just now. There was no need to worry about it now, and let these porcelains be trampled and kicked.

"Paji" seemed to be something soft was shattered by one foot, and there was also a "bang bang" sound from falling down. Wang He didn't care about what it was, and he opened the door and rushed to the side dish room next door.

"Fatty, has anyone ever gone out of the back door?"

"No!" Li Chenyang stared at the screen without turning his eyes. Since the beginning, nothing has appeared on the screen.

"Where have you gone..." The side dish room was spacious and bright, and there was no place to hide. Wang He looked around and finally stopped his eyes in the cold storage.

He stepped forward and pulled the door handle, and the door opened...

Wang He clearly remembered that the cold storage door was originally locked, so there was no need to think too much about it. The figure must be inside. He called the flashlight and shone it into the cold storage. A disgusting smell rushed towards him, almost making Wang He breathe.

After a while, Wang He adapted and picked up the flashlight again to look for it. The meat was rotten and hung on the hook. It turned black and the rotten oil flowed. Perhaps because it was because it was always in the cold storage, it was not sent by the rotten insects to produce eggs.

If he was using some maggots and flies, he wouldn't plan to go in and just throw away the bottle of gasoline and burn it down.

As the flashlight shone, in the innermost corner, Wang He seemed to see something. He squatted down and shone the direction with the flashlight. Sure enough, someone was squatting there, holding his knees with his hands, and buried his head deeply between his legs.

"Come out!" Wang He shouted.

The man seemed to tremble for a moment and then no other actions were taken. Wang He raised his gun and fired a shot into the air. The other party seemed to be shaking even more. Wang He shouted angrily: "Come out! Don't come out and shoot again."

The other party still did not respond. It seemed that he was frightened. There were still many questions that had not been solved. Of course, Wang He could not really shoot him to death. He made a fuss and walked over with a pistol.

Just after walking a few steps, the door behind him clanged and closed.

"What's the situation!" Wang He was stunned. Wu Ting and Shi Chong were following him all the time. It was impossible for others to close the door just like that. He hurriedly lay on the door and looked out through the small glass window, but found no trace of the two of them.

The head started to become aching from the swelling, and his head became more and more blurred, making Wang He's vision blur. Looking back, it seemed that Wu Ting and the other two had never spoken again since they arrived at the door of the cold storage. At that time, they were all focused on the cold storage and did not notice any abnormalities.

"By the way! That guy..." He suddenly thought that there was someone in the corner of the cold storage. Wang He turned around and shone the flashlight to the corner. There was no one there. The corner was empty, as if what he saw just now was hallucinations.

Where did you go? Wang He held up a flashlight and searched wildly in the cold storage. He found nothing except the broken frozen meat. In the end, he found a corpse near the door. It looked like a zombie, not rotten, but shriveled like a skeleton. It should have been caused by not eating for a long time.

Looking at the corpse's outfit, I really missed the figure in the corner just now, but it was impossible for a corpse to run back and forth by myself. And when I first came in, there was no such corpse at the door.

"No! No! What's going on?" Wang He's brain could no longer think calmly because of a headache. With the incirculating air and the disgusting smell, his chest became stuffy and he vomited "wow", even tears and snot flowed out.

I don’t know if it’s because of the reason for vomiting, but the feeling of being stuffy got much better. Wang He regained a little calmness. Looking back on all the things he experienced since entering this villa, and all the abnormal and irrelevant details, he gradually confirmed something.

They were attacked and were attacked from the moment they entered the villa. The opponent's technique was more skillful and capable than the operator of the power plant. Wang He was sure that this was also a spiritual psychic.

The other party is very strong, and they can't defend themselves with shielded helmets, and their IQ is much higher than the controller. From the layout of the entire villa and the strategy of step by step, Wang He firmly believes that the other party is definitely much more intelligent than the zombies.

He slowly stood up, and his face was filled with tears just now. Before he could wipe it off, Wang He took out a water bottle and a towel from his bag, wet the towel, and slowly wiped his face. The sticky feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.

No need to look at the towel in your hand must be stained with blood. The feeling of "tears" and "snot" drying on your face is clearly blood. It was only after you wipe the wet towel many times that you felt a little more comfortable.

Wang He folded the towel after wiping his face a few times, raised his hand and tied it around his face, covering his mouth and nose. The disgusting smell was much lessened. After drinking a few more sips of water, he suddenly smiled.

"You are amazing! I have to admit that you have made a mistake, but you made one mistake. I am not a mentally capable person, and this door cannot trap me!"

Wang He spoke to the air like he was talking to himself. If someone next to him said something, he would definitely think that he was a mental illness. Wang He smiled, like reminiscing about his old friend he had not seen for many years, and continued to talk to himself.

"The silent impact of my brain, made me visually wrong like them, and also affected my companions' memories all the time, suppressed my mental power, and prevented me from sensing your existence. The key is to forcefully pass through the shielded helmet we carried to do all this.

It's hard, right?"

Wang He smiled even better, he pulled down the towel and lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "I feel much more comfortable now. It seems that you are very interested in listening. Do you really want to know where you have exposed your flaws?

OK! I'll tell you!

When I first entered the villa, I discovered something. It was too clean and messy. It was very contradictory. Isn't it? I guess... you have no choice, because there are too many things you can't cover up, so you can only try to transform them into - at least to make us look normal.

For example, benches across the middle of the road or flower pots placed randomly, by the way! Although the pattern and denomination of those ghost coins are indeed produced by Tiandi Bank, the feel... Do you know how much I have ever touched? I am a small businessman, which is different from those big bosses.

Their large amount of funds are all transferred every day, I am! I have been touching money every day and rubbing it with my eyes closed and I know the real and fake coins. So at that time I wondered whether it would be a bad habit after the riot under the seemingly normal appearance.

In fact, those benches, flower pots, trash cans, vendor carts are either corpses or destroyed items? There is also the back hall, the pots and pans all over the floor. This is a restaurant, not a tableware seller, and it uses so many things?

Those are all minced meat, right? The back hall is actually a slaughterhouse, a slaughterhouse full of slaughterhouses after the massacre."

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