Chapter 165 Who Is Blocking the Door?

Now, let alone freeing up one hand to accumulate superpowers, it was hard to resist the weight of three zombies!

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

The man with pointed ears knew that he could not hold on for long.

Looking at the hideous zombie face in front of him, scenes of the past passed by.

Standing in the third-person perspective, he watched the road he had walked, the zombies and people he had killed. If he had to do it again, he would still take the old path.

The zombie face slowly approached, and his arm also felt unbearable soreness, and he could not hold on.

Rather than being bitten to death by zombies and feeling the feeling of being eaten alive, it is better to die happily.

Fight!

The man with pointed ears made up his mind, used up his last strength, and began to gather superpowers in both hands at the same time, intending to die with the zombie in front of him.

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

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

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

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

...

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

He glanced back while running.

His scalp was numb.

Seeing the living zombies, the zombies were all running wild, extremely excited, and rushed upstairs at almost the fastest speed.

The rooftop was upstairs, not far away.

It was just that there were too many zombie corpses on the steps, stacked together without any gaps.

He couldn't move quickly.

Seeing the zombies getting closer and closer, the pigtailed man's face turned pale.

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

The zombies behind him had already rushed to the corner.

Those who didn't have time to turn were pressed against the wall by the zombies behind them and couldn't move, stretching out their hands and roaring at him.

It barely gave him some time to escape.

The pigtailed man grabbed the handrail with his left hand for leverage, and continued to rush up on the corpses without thinking twice.

Puff, puff.

Soon, the shoe surface was covered with rotten things.

The pigtail man cursed angrily, pulled out his foot and continued to walk up.

The iron gate was right in front of him.

But——

"Who the hell put so many zombies to block the door?"

The pigtail man almost vomited blood, and had to throw the corpses blocking the way downstairs.

In a panic, he saw that the zombies had rushed not far away.

After a strange cry, he hurriedly climbed on the corpse, jumped into the door, and tried to force the door closed.

Halfway through, he found that he couldn't push it, and looked down and found that there was a corpse stuck in the crack of the door.

He lowered his head to pull, but his right wrist couldn't get the strength, and the more anxious he was, the harder it was to pull it out.

"****" The pigtail man cursed, and his body trembled constantly because of fear or anger.

"Roar!"

A zombie had already rushed out of the door and stretched out his hand to grab him.

The pigtail man was so scared that he didn't care about continuing. He closed the door and picked up the iron chain beside him to wrap and fix it.

His eyes swept over the height, and his brain began to feel dizzy.

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

It's so hard to choose.

There were zombies behind the door one after another, coming straight towards him.

This is the most horrific scene in the world.

Brain: Run!

Body: Move, cannot move.

The pigtailed man stared stiffly as the nearest zombie swooped over, grabbed his calf and bit it in one bite, digging his sharp teeth into it while shaking his head vigorously.

A large piece of flesh and blood was torn away.

"Ah!" The pigtailed man screamed, and then he came to his senses.

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

...

Xia Yan calmly waved to Xiong Xiong and whispered a few words into its ear.

Xiong Xiong nodded.

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

The completely immersed customer almost jumped in fright. He saw that it was Xiong Xiong, and then he saw that he was in a hotel. Then he patted his chest and sat down again. Looking at Xiong Xiong with a frightened look, he spoke in an extremely gentle voice:

"After the meeting, you guys don't want to leave yet. Boss Xia has something to discuss with you."