Chapter 164 There is no point in going back
On the other side, the man with pointed ears had calmed down. He walked to the edge and looked around, but didn't find any useful tools.
Unless he has wings and can fly down directly.
Another option is to break the chains and escape through the stairs.
He just didn't know how many surviving zombies there were in the corridor, but he vaguely remembered that there were a lot.
He didn't dare take the risk.
"We can't stay here forever, right? We have to find a way to escape."
The pointy-eared man walked up to him and pretended nothing had happened.
"What ideas do you have?" The man with pigtails sat on the thick pipe and stretched his legs to rest.
"Either jump from the building or climb down the stairs."
"You want to untie the chains? What if there are zombies behind you?"
"What do you say we should do? Stay here and hide."
"That may not be impossible." The man with pigtails double-clicked on the points card, ready to try ordering takeout.
As a result, a pop-up window popped up: Take-out service is suspended and the subsequent opening time is not determined.
The pointed-eared man who had been observing understood what was happening.
How could Boss Xia possibly let them feel comfortable?
"Go knock on the door and see if there are any zombies inside." The man with pigtails had no choice but to rush outside while he still had the strength.
As time goes on, not only will your physical strength not keep up, but the danger will also become greater and greater.
There isn't even a handy tool at hand.
The man with pointed ears walked to the iron gate, kicked it a few times, and then stepped back cautiously.
The two men stared at the iron gate motionlessly.
There was no sound behind the iron door.
The man with pointed ears felt more assured. After careful consideration, he knocked a few more times. This time he did not go far away. Instead, he stuck to the door and listened.
It was still silent inside.
It seems that there are really no zombies, so we can go out.
He waved to the pigtailed man, then began to untie the chains, saying, "You run fast, go down and take a look first. I'll be guarding here. If anything goes wrong, come up quickly."
The pigtailed man laughed angrily.
"No, we go together, and we die together."
"You don't believe me?"
"right!"
The two of them stared at each other, neither willing to give in.
Finally, it was the pointy-eared man who backed off. "Okay, let's do as you say. Let's go down together!"
"You go out first."
"That's all—okay! I'll be out first!"
The pointy-eared man gritted his teeth as he untied the last circle of chain and threw it at his feet.
He slowly opened the door a crack and looked inside. Behind the door was the corpses of zombies.
The zombie's head was violently broken open, and the crystal core inside had long been taken away.
Not only the area in front of us, but even the steps below were full of zombies.
"How about it?"
"No one is alive, all dead."
The man with pointed ears opened the door and spotted the iron rod hidden under the zombie. His face lit up with joy and he pulled it out with force.
Self-defense weapons are available!
He didn't notice that the man with pigtails behind him had an unpredictable expression on his face, and the look in his eyes as if filled with poison was staring at him.
The man with pointed ears poked around with the iron rod, making sure no one was alive before continuing down.
After reaching the first platform safely, he pushed the fire door hard.
After pushing it open a little, it didn't move at all.
He looked inside and saw zombies everywhere, just like here.
"roar!"
A zombie suddenly appeared from the crack of the door, its gray eyes facing him.
At the same time, a hand reached out and grabbed his clothes tightly, pulling him closer.
The man with pointy ears was startled, and in the blink of an eye he saw the zombie with a rotten face and a hideous mouth opening to bite him.
With his scalp numbing, he gritted his teeth and pressed the iron rod against the zombie's forehead. With his other hand, he quickly condensed a primary bomb and stuffed it into the zombie's mouth.
At the same time he dodged backwards with force.
"Bang!"
After a loud noise, a cloud of rotten blood and broken flesh fell all over him.
The stench was so strong that he had to grit his teeth to prevent himself from vomiting.
The bomb made quite a noise.
Almost the moment it sounded, they heard violent roars and the sound of someone rushing up from deep in the corridor.
There was shock and fear in the eyes of both of them.
"Go upstairs? Or here?" the man with pointed ears asked hurriedly.
There is actually no point in going back, as they can't fly down.
"Then go in quickly!" The man with pigtails understood what he meant.
The deep corridor was filled with the noise of hordes of zombies rushing up, which kept echoing and circling in the sky, and seemed to be getting more and more intense.
Trying to use the sound to break down their psychological defenses.
The two men pushed hard on the fire door and barely squeezed through.
The numerous zombie corpses behind the door became a weapon to block the door.
The man with pointed ears found the zombie he had just killed, pried out the crystal core inside, rubbed it clean on the zombie's clothes which had little fabric, and put it close to his body.
This is a level 5 crystal core, it’s really good.
Not to mention one pack of cigarettes, I can even buy ten packs!
The man with pointed ears wanted to hug the crystal core and give it a couple of kisses.
He didn't even notice the pigtailed man slowly backing away with a pale face.
The man with pigtails moved carefully, took a deep breath, and used all his strength to pull the door.
It originally took two people all their strength to push the door open, but under the pressure of death, he actually unleashed his potential and suddenly opened a crack!
The man with pigtails dodged and ran out.
The sound of running not only attracted the attention of the man with pointed ears, but also attracted the three zombies inside.
The man with pointed ears clearly saw through the crack in the open door that groups of level five zombies appeared at the corner, and his face became extremely ugly.
"you--"
The man with pigtails ignored him and turned around and ran upstairs desperately.
Are you going out to die?
The man with pointed ears was so frightened by the dense swarm of zombies in the corridor that he was shaking all over. He slammed the door shut before they came.
You ran away on your own, it wasn't him who caused you to do that.
The man with pointed ears was still in shock when he heard several shrill roars coming from not far behind him.
When he turned around in surprise, three level 5 zombies pounced on him.
So that’s how it is!
The man with pointed ears had his eyes wide open.
It's too late to run now.
The attack power and speed of a level five zombie are simply terrifying.
The man with pointed ears held the iron rod across his chest and quickly urged his supernatural powers.
The zombies arrived in a flash, biting him with their hands on the iron rods.
The corners of his mouth were torn to his ears, and the wide-open mouth was filled with three-centimeter-long fangs, opening and closing in front of him.
The huge impact force knocked him directly into the pile of zombies.
Fortunately, he happened to be lying in the middle groove.
Apart from the zombie in front of him, there is no other threat for the time being—
The pointy-eared man groaned, his arms softened, and a huge pressure came from the zombies above.
Immediately afterwards, the last zombie came up. He yelled and supported himself with his arms, veins on his forehead were exposed, and his eyes were wide open and bloodshot.
"Ugh."
He tilted his head and spat out a strand of dry hair, the sticky stench seemed to penetrate the tip of his tongue.
At that moment he didn't even want the tongue anymore.
The man with pointed ears glared at the female zombie in front of him who was obviously suffering from severe alopecia areata - the few strands of dry hair on her head were brushing against his face.
He wished he could pull it down with his own hands and throw it aside.
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