I Was Bitten by a Zombie

　　Tang Ying wanted to pat his hand away, but only a few times, it was like a love for a young couple.

　　Therefore, Tang Ying ignored him, she was already his woman anyway.

　　Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Is it delicious? I still have chicken feet with soaked feet."

　　"Yeah." Although Tang Ying despised Zhang Cheng in her heart, she felt that Zhang Cheng was now a villain, but the instant noodles and ham...

　　Not just filling, but cooked!

　　Now is the end of the world, water and electricity are cut off, and it is difficult to even get enough to eat.

　　What about eating cooked food?

　　And there are so many snacks and drinks on the table.

　　Zhang Cheng looked like a nouveau riche and let Tang Ying eat whatever he wanted.

　　Tang Ying suddenly felt that she was right to open the door at that time.

　　If Zhang Cheng didn't enter her house, then she could only wait in the house to die.

　　Moreover, Zhang Cheng did not leave her, but he was a man in charge.

　　In this apocalypse, it might be good to have a reliable man like Zhang Cheng.

　　Zhang Cheng suddenly said, "Wife, you are so beautiful."

　　For some reason, Tang Ying always felt weird when he was called 'wife'.

　　Perhaps Zhang Cheng did not meet the standard of an ideal man in her heart.

　　"what!"

　　At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the opposite building.

　　Zhang Cheng and Tang Ying both stood up, walked to the balcony, and opened the curtains.

　　I saw a middle-aged man on the 12th floor of Building 16 diagonally opposite, waving a baseball bat in his hand and fighting zombies.

　　The middle-aged man had a strong physique. I saw that he rolled up his sleeves and waved the baseball bat in his hand, which had already smashed the heads of several zombies.

　　The blood of the zombies had already dyed his shirt black.

　　The middle-aged man was originally afraid of zombies, but when he saw Zhang Cheng going upstairs and downstairs, nothing happened, he became courageous.

　　At this time, the painters on the fourteenth floor also opened their doors and said to the middle-aged man, "Brother, take me with you."

　　Looking at the mop in the painter's hand, the middle-aged man ignored him at all.

　　However, the painter was also clever, he immediately followed behind the middle-aged man and asked the middle-aged man to help him open the way.

　　At this time, the zombies upstairs and downstairs, like sharks smelling blood, were quickly approaching the two of them.

　　PS: Please collect!Ask for flowers!Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a reward! o(￣ヘ￣o#) I want it all! ! !

Chapter [-] Seeing the Dead and Not Helping!

　　I have to say that middle-aged men are really fierce.

　　It may be that he was a soldier when he was young, or he may have practiced Sanda, or other fighting.

　　In short, he just relied on a baseball bat, knocking and smashing, all the way from the sixteenth floor to the eighth floor.

　　On the way, two more families joined them.

　　Two families, two men, two women, and one child.

　　Two men, one was bald and in his fifties, the other was relatively young, with short hair, looking in his early thirties, and the two looked very gentle.

　　The former seems to be a cadre, the latter should be the management of the enterprise.

　　The same is true for the two women. Even in the end times, their dresses still maintain the temperament of the past.

　　The boy was only about ten years old, wearing a brand-name sportswear, and was hiding behind his mother, shivering.

　　Although they were bald and short-haired, and also had screwdrivers and kitchen knives in their hands, they did not dare to approach the zombies at all.

　　In fact, when faced with zombies, ordinary people are useless if they have short 'weapons' such as kitchen knives and screwdrivers.

　　Sure enough, the current situation has not improved with the increase in the number of teams.

　　On the contrary, the middle-aged man is not so flexible in advancing and retreating because he carries 6 fuel oil bottles.

　　"damn it."

　　The middle-aged man was already feeling exhausted, and he couldn't help but start swearing.

　　The footsteps downstairs were getting louder and louder.

　　Prove that there are more and more zombies.

　　Not only the zombies on their floor, but maybe even the zombies in the next building were also attracted by them.

　　Now, the middle-aged man regrets it.

　　If you hadn't roared that sound just now, if you didn't give yourself courage, it might not have been so troublesome.

　　Tang Ying looked at the zombies upstairs and was about to pounce on the painter and the two women, her heart clenched, and she hurriedly said to Zhang Cheng, "Let's help them!"

　　This stupid woman.

　　help them?

　　Although Zhang Cheng can conclude that zombies will not bite him, why does he want to save people?

　　He is not the Virgin, let alone Guanyin Bodhisattva, and has no obligation to save the suffering.

　　If it wasn't for Tang Ying's beauty, he wouldn't take care of her.

　　Moreover, saving these drag oil bottles is not only a burden.

　　The middle-aged man looked so fierce. If he was saved, he would definitely become the leader of the team.

　　And Zhang Cheng, the otaku's body, can resist his mother?

　　What's more, Tang Ying is still so beautiful, who can guarantee that the middle-aged man will not have an idea?

　　Apart from the middle-aged man, the painter is still so handsome. The attitude of a woman to a male god is completely different from that of Diaosi.

　　Zhang Cheng can't guarantee whether Tang Ying will leave her, whether he will fall in love with the painter, or whether he will be occupied by middle-aged men.

　　After waiting for a while, I saw Zhang Cheng with a straight face and did not speak.

　　Tang Ying also realized that this man did not want to save them.

　　Zhang Cheng suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, I'm very selfish, and I don't want to take risks for them."

　　Make it clear now that it is better to let Tang Ying know his 'real face' than to trouble himself in the future.

　　While Zhang Cheng was speaking, the painter's arm was bitten.

　　When the middle-aged man saw that the situation was not good, he turned his head and ran upstairs.

　　The two families who were hiding behind him were immediately thrown to the ground by the zombies.

　　"Save us!"

　　A bald man asks a middle-aged man for help.

　　However, the middle-aged man didn't even turn his head back, and he now wanted to go back to the room.

　　The two women wanted to save their husbands, but they were also thrown down by zombies.

　　This group of temporarily formed survival teams was destroyed before they could escape from the building.

　　Give the zombies a meal for nothing.

　　PS: Please collect!Ask for flowers!Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a reward! o(￣ヘ￣o#) I want it all! ! !

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Chapter [-] The ugly words are ahead!

　　The middle-aged man is called Chen Tianhu.

　　Once served as a soldier, and later led by fellow villagers, he went to the southwest border to do business.

　　Fortunately, the body has been exercising over the years.

　　Another group of oil bottles attracted the attention of the zombies, and he saved his life.

　　However, it was just really dangerous.

　　If he runs later, it is estimated that he will also be eaten by zombies.

　　Now think about the young man on the opposite side, riding a motorcycle into the community, going upstairs and downstairs, and getting rid of zombies, obviously there are special means.

　　Otherwise, with his thin body, how many zombies can he deal with?

　　However, now is not the time to think about that.

　　He still has to figure out how to escape from this building and find food.

　　Take a breath, and then clean up that kid!

　　……

　　Those people on the opposite side died a bit miserably.