Chapter 165 Who is blocking the door



Chapter 165 Who is blocking the door

Now, let alone freeing up a hand to accumulate superpowers, it’s difficult just to resist the weight of three zombies!

The zombie stacked on top stretched out its sharp fingers to grab at him, its terrifying face close at hand.

The man with pointed ears knew that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

Looking at the hideous zombie face in front of me, scenes from the past flashed through my mind.

Looking at the roads he has walked, the zombies and people he has killed from a third-person perspective, if he had to do it all over again, he would still take the same old path.

The zombie face slowly approached, and his arms felt unbearably sore and he couldn't hold on any longer.

Rather than being bitten to death by zombies and feeling your flesh and blood being eaten alive, it is better to die quickly.

Let’s fight!

The man with pointed ears made up his mind, used up his last bit of strength, and began to gather supernatural powers in his hands, intending to die together with the zombie in front of him.

After a loud bang, the zombie in front of him was blown into pieces of rotten flesh and bones.

At the same time, he himself was seriously injured, with severe pain in his chest and abdomen, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

As the last bit of strength was used up, his arms drooped limply.

The pointy-eared man closed his eyes, waiting to be torn to pieces by the zombies.

...

The man with pigtails rushed upstairs as soon as he opened the fire door.

He glanced back while running.

My scalp is tingling.

Seeing the living creatures, the zombies all ran wild, extremely excited, and rushed up at almost the fastest speed.

The rooftop is upstairs, not far away.

It’s just that there are too many zombie corpses on the steps, stacked together with no space between them.

He couldn't move quickly.

Seeing the zombies getting closer, the man with pigtails turned pale.

"What's going on?! Why are there so many more corpses?"

The group of zombies behind him had already rushed to the corner.

He didn't have time to turn around and was pinned against the wall by the zombies behind him, unable to move. They stretched out their hands and roared at him.

Barely giving him some time to escape.

The man with pigtails grabbed the handrail with his left hand for leverage, and without thinking, continued to rush up by stepping on the corpse.

Puff, puff.

Soon, the uppers of the shoes were covered with rotten stuff.

The man with pigtails cursed, pulled out his foot and continued to walk up.

The iron gate is right in front of us.

only--

"Who the hell put so many zombie corpses blocking the door?"

The man with pigtails almost vomited blood, and had to throw the corpse that was blocking his way downstairs.

In a panic, he saw that the zombies had rushed to a nearby place.

After a strange cry, he hurriedly climbed onto the corpse, jumped into the door, and tried to force it shut.

When he was halfway through closing the door, he found that he couldn't push it open. He looked down and found a body stuck in the gap of the door.

He lowered his head to pull, but his right wrist had no strength to pull it out. The more anxious he was, the harder it was to pull it out.

"****" The man with pigtails cursed wildly, his body shaking non-stop, not knowing whether it was out of fear or anger.

"roar!"

A zombie had already rushed out the door, stretching out its hands to grab him.

The man with pigtails was so frightened that he had no time to continue. He closed the door, picked up the iron chain beside him and started to wrap it around and secure it.

The next second, countless zombies pounced on the iron gate, smashing against it with a creepy thud.

Countless pairs of gray-black hands stretched out from the crack in the door.

The man with pigtails dodged quickly.

Staring at the shaking iron gate.

A zombie poked its head out from the gap at the top and roared even louder when it saw him.

The chain isn't tied yet!

The man with pigtails looked extremely ugly.

There were zombie hands everywhere near the chains, and he would be touched whenever he went over there.

But if you don't go, the gap will get bigger and bigger.

Until the zombies squeezed open a gap that allowed them to pass through...

The man with pigtails panted heavily and looked around, trying to find a tool.

The rooftop was empty except for zombies.

His eyes fell on the leg bone sticking out of the rotting flesh.

Whatever it is, as long as it works!

The man with the pigtail twisted it hard and the bone came out. He rushed to the door with the bone and waved it to drive away the enemy.

While the zombies couldn't touch him, he quickly reinforced the chain with his other hand.

The zombie that emerged from the top struggled to move downwards, its gray eyeballs staring at him, opening and closing as it bit the air.

At such a close distance, he listened with a tingling sensation as the horde of zombies continued to pounce on him from outside.

It needs to be tighter!

The man with pigtails finally inserted the bone into the chain as a final fixation method.

Then he hid where the zombies couldn't see him and quietly looked for a way to reach the ground.

It would be great if these zombies couldn't see him and left on their own.

The man with pigtails comforted himself with a glimmer of hope.

There was a one-meter-wide platform on the rooftop, and he stood on it and looked down.

The great height made him dizzy and a little nauseous.

He knew it was his fear of heights.

He jumped off the platform and continued looking around.

The group of zombies were still pushing hard at the iron gate. Two or three zombies had already emerged and moved along with his movements.

The more they roared, the more upset the man with pigtails became.

His powers are of no use at all!

Unless he can jump down from more than thirty floors without any damage, he can guarantee that the zombies can't catch up with him!

The iron gate shook more and more violently, and the iron chain made an ominous creaking sound.

It seemed as if he could break in at the next second.

The man with pigtails was pulling at the ends of his hair in frustration. His heart was beating fast and his mind was blank. He couldn't think of a single solution!

If not...

He looked downstairs.

If he broke in, he might as well just jump down and die.

It's better than being bitten to death one bite at a time.

The bones in the chain made a final, ominous creaking sound before snapping in the middle.

The man with pigtails was startled, his forehead covered in sweat.

Several zombies stretched half of their bodies out from the gap and struggled towards him.

The man with pigtails was torn between being bitten to death and falling to death.

His vision went dark as he slowly moved to the edge of the rooftop, staring at the iron gate in fear.

One second.

Two seconds.

At the third second, the chain slipped and the iron door opened wide.

Countless zombies rushed in.

"Fuck, damn it." The man with pigtails swallowed hard, his toes lingering on the edge.

As my eyes scanned the height, my brain began to feel dizzy.

One is actively seeking death, the other is passively dying.

It’s so hard to choose.

The zombies behind the door kept coming towards him.

This is the most terrifying scene in the world.

Brain: Run!

Body: Can’t move.

The man with the pigtails stared stiffly at the nearest zombie as it pounced on him, grabbed his calf and bit it, digging its sharp teeth deep into his leg as he shook his head vigorously.

A large piece of flesh was torn off.

"Ah!" The man with pigtails screamed and came to his senses.

Finally, he looked up at the blue sky and jumped from the building in despair.

...

Xia Yan calmly waved and called Xiong Xiong over, whispering a few words in its ear.

Xiongxiong nodded.

It walked to the back row and tapped several customers on the shoulders.

The customer, who was completely immersed in the situation, almost jumped in fright. He saw that it was Xiong Xiong, and then he saw that they were in a hotel. He patted his chest and sat down again. Seeing his terrified look, Xiong Xiong's voice became extremely gentle:

"After the meeting, please don't leave yet. Boss Xia wants to discuss something with you."

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