Chapter 287 Uncle Shang

At the entrance of the headquarters building, two corpses suddenly appeared and were watched.

"Mr. Feng was actually killed..."

"Even Mr. Lu died. Who is so brave?"

"I heard that President Lu held an emergency meeting. Is something going to happen?"

People in the crowd also had different opinions, which made people panic.

Soon, Lu Zhonglin and others appeared one after another, and the crowd hurriedly dispersed, not daring to say more.

When he saw his son's body, Lu Zhonglin's face tightened and his lips trembled slightly. He had a son in middle age, but now his hair is white and black...

Feeling dizzy, Shang Jimin hurriedly held on.

"Old Shang, is it really over?" Lu Zhonglin whispered with a sense of despair.

Shang Jimin didn't say anything. He thought of the four people starting their own business after graduation. They sat at a roadside stall and drank beer, then went to a high-end hotel and ate delicacies from all over the world. Very satisfied.

From making money in the past, to now living desperately to build a shelter in the end of the world.

We can protect against zombies here, but not people.

How ironic.

"There will be a way." Shang Jimin murmured.

Lu Zhonglin held Shang Jimin's wrist tightly and looked at him with red and bloodshot eyes, as if he was several years older.

"Bury them first." Shang Jimin said softly.

In the building, Ren Suyun suddenly rushed out of the elevator and shouted sadly: "Xiaohua, Xiaohua!"

When he saw his son's body, Ren Suyun stayed where he was, watching his son's stabbed chest slumped on the ground. He was still talking to himself in the morning, but in just a few hours, he had already...

The heartbreaking shouts echoed around, making people unbearable.

However, when Lu Yudie was standing on the building, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She didn't cry bitterly while holding her mother's body.

No one cares about who the murderer is now. After all, the top priority is to deal with the invasion from outside.

Half past three in the afternoon.

Lu Yudie, who was sitting on the sofa, heard the knock on the door and walked over to open the door: "Uncle Shang."

"Xiaodie, can I come in?"

Lu Yudie nodded.

Sitting on the sofa, Shang Jimin took out a bag of bread: "I brought you some food. I haven't eaten freshly baked bread for a long time."

"Thank you, Uncle Shang."

"Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Lu Yudie hummed, took out a piece of bread and bit off a piece. However, for ordinary people nowadays, bread is such a luxury food.

"It's delicious." Lu Yudie showed a smile.

Shang Jimin also smiled. The wrinkles on his face were deep. He was old and not the boy he once was.

Opening the thermos cup, Shang Jimin took a sip of hot water and then placed the thermos cup on the coffee table: "Lu Hua is dead, Lao Feng is dead, Lao Yun is probably gone, and Yunchuan is also dead. In the past few days, Too many people died.”

Lu Yudie hummed.

"Xiaodie, there is a group of virus fusions outside. They will attack the shelter tonight. Today's shelter has no ability to resist."

"There is only one way now, which is to extract the original serum from your body to create a powerful fusion person. This crisis will also become Juding's show, so that the company and Juji will no longer underestimate us."

Lu Yudie, who was holding the bread, trembled, looked down at the bread in his hand, and then looked at Uncle Shang sitting on the ground.

"My father asked you to come?" Lu Yudie knew that Uncle Shang would never harm him, only his father would do this.

Shang Jimin did not answer the question, but his face paled a little: "Actually, Uncle Shang, I don't like those fights for hegemony. It would be great if everyone could unite to tide over the difficulties together."

Realizing that something was wrong with Uncle Shang, Lu Yudie dropped the bread in her hand and hurried to Uncle Shang's side.

"Don't be sad, and don't blame your father." Gradually, blood flowed from the corner of Shang Jimin's mouth, but he looked at Lu Yudie with a smile, as if he was comforting his child.

Lu Yudie wiped the blood that was constantly flowing out with her trembling hands, and helpless tears slowly flowed down her delicate cheeks.

"Xiaodie, leave here and find a place to live where no one is. With your ability... you can... survive this disaster."

I thought Uncle Shang would put medicine in the bread, but I didn't expect that Uncle Shang put medicine in his thermos cup.

Shang Jimin raised his arm with difficulty, wiping the crystal tears with his thumb: "I am not... sorry... to your mother, nor... to... sorry to... my brother."

His arms slipped down, and Shang Jimin closed his eyes with a smile. Maybe what appeared in his eyes at this moment was his beloved woman.

Being caught in the middle, he really had no choice. He didn't want to hurt Lu Yudie at all, nor did he want to see his brother's desperate eyes.

Then the only choice is to die by yourself, give an explanation to your brothers, let Xiaodie live, and exchange one life for another.

"Ah! Ah!!!" Lu Yudie finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried hysterically. Why are the people who care about her gone, but those who want to harm her are still living well.

After a while, the door was opened again, and more than ten men walked in, including someone carrying a stretcher.

Looking at the two motionless people on the sofa, the leading man said solemnly: "Take her away."

"yes!"

However, just as the man's hands were about to touch Lu Yudie's delicate body, one of his hands fell to the ground for no reason, and the wounds were as neat as if they had been cut by something sharp.

"My hand!" A painful voice sounded in the room, and the men next to him were also startled.

As Lu Yudie slowly stood up, the men were stunned. Shouldn't she be knocked unconscious? She was fine?

Before they could say anything, the leading man shouted: "Catch her!"

The men around them rushed towards Lu Yudie with ferocious faces, but as soon as they took a step, their bodies were cut into pieces by the wind blades and fell to the ground.

For a moment, blood splattered in the room.

The leading man was frightened and stepped back repeatedly. How could this be a human being!

"Miss, your father asked..."

Puff.

Before he finished speaking, the leading man was also cut into pieces and fell to the ground.

Lu Yudie opened the door, took a deep look at Uncle Shang who was "sleeping" on the sofa, and then closed the door.

In the office.

Lu Zhonglin was still comforting Ren Suyun: "It will be fine."

"Old Lu, let's go, there is no hope here." Ren Suyun pleaded, not wanting to stay in this sad place.

"Nonsense, where can we go? Besides, Old Shang has already... We will be fine."

Ren Suyun already knew what Shang Jimin was going to do, and she felt a little better. My son died, and you will die too.

"Then be prepared first. It's better to be safe than sorry."

Lu Zhonglin nodded helplessly. He really had to prepare a way out.

With a bang, the door of the office was violently pushed open, and scarlet blood was splashed on the wall outside. Lu Yudie walked in slowly and looked at her father.