Chapter 132 Old Classmates
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Let's rush out. As long as we go downstairs, we can find those people and survive. Waiting here will only lead to death."
"No, no, no, it's not possible. The corridor is full of rotting corpses. We can't defeat them. We will die if we go out." The middle-aged woman shook her head repeatedly.
The man glared at her. "So what do you say we should do? Waiting here means death, leaving also means death, but leaving still offers a glimmer of hope, while staying here means certain death. What do you choose?"
"I, I don't know, I don't know. I can't go out. I must not go out." The woman spoke incoherently and kept crying.
The two old people had no right to speak and could only huddle aside and wipe away their tears.
The young man stood up as if a switch had suddenly been turned on. "Let's rush out, let's rush out."
The woman tried to persuade the "son", but was glared at by the boy's bloodshot eyes and was so frightened that she fell silent.
The man was forced to rush out, and no one agreed. It was just talk. But his son agreed, and he was scared. "Really, really want to rush out?"
The young man looked over and asked, "What else?"
The man didn't dare to say a word. He suddenly found that the son he had raised for more than 20 years had become very strange and scary.
The young man didn't care what they thought. He just wanted to survive and started rummaging through the house. "Hurry, pack up everything and grab anything that can be used as a weapon. Let's rush out while it's still early. It will be unsafe if we wait too late. It will be even more troublesome if those people leave. Hurry. If you don't want to leave, you can just wait to die here."
The middle-aged couple was frightened by their son and dared not to resist. The elderly couple had no opinion of their own. They did what the young people should do and cleaned up with their old arms and legs. All the things in the house belonged to them. Their son and grandson came back to see them, but they encountered the end of the world and could not leave. They have stayed here until now. They don’t have many things.
The things in the house had been used for most of their lives, and the old couple wanted to take them away, but they knew that was impossible. They only packed some warm things, took everything they needed to eat and use, and took the family photos with them. No one knew what the future would hold, so taking them with them gave them something to think about.
In the family photo, you smile so happily, but I guess you won’t be able to do that again.
The old couple secretly wiped away their tears, each of them took a kitchen knife, followed their son and grandson, and prepared to fight to the death.
The young man spoke with determination, but he was actually shaking. He had a fruit knife, a baseball bat and a frying pan on him. If he had enough arms and legs, he could have taken more.
Lifting the pan, I braced myself, "Mom, open the door."
"I, I?" The woman trembled, not daring to open the door. The young man glared at her, and she wiped away her tears, tremblingly lifting a large spoon to open the door.
There happened to be a rotten neighbor corpse wandering at the door. Upon hearing the noise, it turned around and rushed over. The woman screamed in fright, and the young man shouted at her in a stern voice, "Shut up." He then slammed a frying pan onto the rotten neighbor corpse's head, smashing it to pieces.
The woman's screams attracted several corpses. The young man couldn't handle it alone, so he called the other man, "Dad, come and help us quickly. Everyone, come quickly, otherwise no one can leave. No shouting, and shut up."
The man gritted his teeth and rushed over, picked up the big iron shovel at home, and knocked off the head of a rotten corpse.
The old man looked around and saw that one was his wife and the other was his daughter-in-law, both women. Although he was in his sixties, he was still healthy and should shoulder the responsibilities of a man. He picked up the kitchen knife and rushed over.
If people are determined, they can always unleash some potential.
The dozen or so rotten corpses on this floor were dealt with, and all five of them smiled. It was actually not that difficult.
"We can only take the stairs now. Be quiet and don't disturb them. If we meet them, we will deal with them quietly. Fortunately, the floors are not high, so our chances of winning are very high. Don't let them down. Mom and grandma will follow behind, so don't lose them. The three of us will be in front." The young man whispered.
The four of them nodded, looking cautious.
Their house is on the fifth floor. If everything goes well, it will take less than five minutes to rush down.
The young man led the way, walking down the stairs quietly. There was a person in the corridor, but he was dealt with silently and then went down quickly.
There were several of them in the corridor on the fourth floor. The young man just took a step forward and quickly retracted his foot in fright, "Wait, wait until they turn around."
Several people held their breath, not daring to breathe freely. Seeing the young man waving at them, they hurried to follow him.
They ran down the fourth floor in one breath and reached the third floor. There was no rotting corpse in the corridor. They were overjoyed and rushed downstairs.
Unexpectedly, when he turned a corner, a rotten face came towards him and almost hit the guy face to face.
The young man screamed in fear and reached back, pulling the man. The man screamed in fear and pushed his old father out.
"Old man!" The old woman screamed, watching her husband, who had been with her for most of her life, being bitten to pieces by the rotting corpse. Without thinking, she rushed to save him, but the woman ignored her. The man felt a little guilty and reached out to grab his mother, "Mom, run quickly."
The young man in front took the opportunity to run to the second floor, the woman followed closely behind, and the man was holding the old lady at the end.
The shouting of several people had alarmed the rotting corpses in the corridor, and they all began to gather around. The old lady was dragged away, and the four people could only run desperately, running out of the corridor, out of the community, and running wildly on the street, with a long line of rotting corpses following behind them.
"Help, help, help!"
The large group was still strolling leisurely. He Lian stopped and listened, "Someone is shouting for help, coming towards us."
"Chaoyang, take a few people to take a look," Lan Shiruo said. They were old and young, and they couldn't all go to join in the fun.
Lu Chaoyang nodded, took away all the men except Ao Chengyi and the two middle-aged men, and ran back in the direction they came from.
They saw a group of zombies chasing the four people, and they were only an arm's length away from being dragged back.
Immediately took up the charge "Knock knock knock."
Take care of those who are close by, and rush over to those who are far away, and fight them with bare hands.
There are twenty or thirty of them, so it’s not difficult to fight them.
The four of them collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. "Thank you, thank you."
Lu Chaoyang took a look and said, "It's okay, be careful next time," and prepared to go back with his friend.
"Wait," the young man quickly stood up, "Guys, can you take us with you? We have nothing. If we go out, we will die. Take us with you. We can do anything, really."
The middle-aged couple looked at Lu Chaoyang with hope in their eyes, but the old lady kept her head down and her expression could not be seen clearly.
Lu Chaoyang smiled faintly, "It's not up to me to decide whether to take you with me or not. Come with us first."
Several people were overjoyed. As long as they didn't drive them away, they would be almost successful and could always keep them at bay.
The girls took four middle-aged men to rest and sat on a bench outside a small supermarket. The supermarket was empty, with only messy shelves and a headless rotten corpse underneath.
I wasn't surprised to see the men bringing back four people.
He's father suddenly stood up, his face full of surprise, "Fei Jiuliang?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then looked in the direction of the voice, even more surprised than He's father, "He Jialu? Old classmate, it's really you, oh, that's great, that's great." They finally found a way out.
(End of this chapter)
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