Marvel’s Death Merchant

Chris began to think in his mind that when he was running for his life, it was definitely a good thing for him not to be tired. But as a normal person, if he never felt tired, it was definitely because there was something wrong with some part of his body. The problem, not to mention that just because I can’t feel it now, doesn’t mean that I’m not consuming my own physical energy. If I end up exhausted while running for no apparent reason, that would be an injustice!

Chris subconsciously slowed down a little. At the same time, he looked back and looked down, but was surprised to find that the three zombies were not slow at all. After two more levels, they would have completely caught up with him. His hands My feet clearly felt the vibration of the ground!

Chris didn't care about anything else and ran straight towards the stairwell. After taking a few steps, he arrived at the top stairwell. He pulled it with his hand and found that the door above was not locked like the one on the third floor. Instead, it opens with just one pull! Chris was happy for just a second, and then his face immediately darkened, because outside the door, some idiot had blocked it with a pile of goods. It only took a push of large and small boxes, but No matter how hard Chris tried, the pair of goods didn't move at all. It was probably because some metal equipment on the other side had completely sealed them!

"******!" Chris was completely speechless. He finally ran out. This is good. He probably has to slap the zombies to death here again. "God help me!" Chris With a bitter retort, he picked up the automatic rifle again and checked the remaining bullets in the magazine. He found that there were only about twenty rounds, and there was not much ammunition left in the pistol!

Chris decided that before he was about to be shot to death, he would use the only ammunition in his hand to fight one more time and shoot out all the bullets before dying. It would be worthy of himself. Then he installed the magazine again and put the muzzle of the automatic rifle Aim for the stair fold between the two floors. The pistol is placed aside so that the gun can be quickly replaced when the automatic rifle runs out of bullets. As a member of Umbrella Corporation, he is not afraid of death.

The huge roars of the three violent zombies were getting closer and closer. They seemed to have seen Chris waiting for death at the top of the stairs from below, and the greed in their eyes gradually became stronger. It’s as if whoever rushes over first can eat Chris in one bite! Just one floor away from Chris, the three zombies began to dance with their sickle-like claws. Sharp cold light emitted from their fingertips, leaving claw marks on the walls and stair railings wherever they passed. !

Chris swallowed, pulled the gun bolt, and prepared for the last fight. He would definitely not be able to go to Lyon. All he can do now is just hope that their situation will be better than his own. Even with Leon's superpower, there may not be a solution.

At this critical moment, suddenly from behind Chris, on the other side of the pile of goods at the stairway, there was the sound of something moving, as if someone was dragging some metal machinery, scratching the marble floor. Sound! Chris turned to look. I discovered that it turned out to be a huge metal shelf filled with large and small boxes, as well as some damaged bed boards, bottle holders, and the like. Only then did the staircase entrance become tightly blocked!

After a box on the metal shelf was removed, a familiar face showed up. Seeing Chris's pitiful look of waiting for death, the man immediately said: "Man, I said you really want to die! You still want to die!" Won't you help me quickly?" It was Hanks who had disappeared before.

Chris understood and stood up immediately. Without saying a word, the two of them worked together to move the metal frame. The weight was indeed not light. They moved one side of the metal frame to a gap of nearly forty centimeters. At this time. Those three zombies have already reached the fold of the stairs, and they can bite Chris in two or three more steps!

Chris broke out in a cold sweat, and without waiting for Hanks to say anything, he got out of the empty space first. Even his clothes were scratched by the outer rolled metal wire, and then he immediately struggled to move the metal frame back. . The three zombies were about to run away when they saw the prey they had obtained, and their eyes were red with rage. Before their bodies could reach them, a giant arm was already swung with great force.

There was a loud "clang" sound, and the two of them were shaken by the brute force of the violent zombie and fell out. The metal frame also opened a bigger hole. Chris ignored the pain, got up, grabbed the automatic rifle and started to point at it. The violent zombies swept away wildly. After being attacked by bullets, the zombies kept retreating. At the same time, Hanks used all the strength he had never used when breastfeeding to push towards the metal frame. With the tacit cooperation of the two, the metal frame The rack finally blocked the stairway again!

The two of them sat slumped in the middle of a pile of debris, ignoring the crazy collision of the three zombies on the other side of the metal frame behind them. They were breathing heavily, and sweat was dripping from their foreheads. Although they were exhausted, they were still lucky. Dodged a bullet!

Chris patted Hanks on the shoulder as if he was recovering from a catastrophe, and said with a weak smile: "Thanks to you this time! Otherwise, I would really be killed by a zombie! Huh...huh..."

Hanks also forced a smile, but Chris soon noticed that his face was a little ugly, turning into a blue-grey color, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. His chest was rising and falling violently, and even his lips were dry. Dry skin broke out!

"Hanks, what's wrong with you?! Didn't you let these zombies catch you?" Chris asked hurriedly holding his body.

Hanks shook his head and replied feebly: "No, it was just...bitten by some other...s!"

Only then did Chris see that his left arm was covered with black bruises. Thinking that Hanks was still squirting blood from his arm when he was pulling the metal frame hard, Chris felt a sudden pain in his heart and even his eyes. They were all a little hot, but as a mercenary, he restrained himself and said to Hanks in a slightly trembling voice: "How could this happen? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I can deal with them by myself!" Although He was a member of the Hydra organization, but he sacrificed so much for his survival, which was what moved him.

Hanks waved his hand and replied: "It's okay! It's just a small injury. I can handle it... But you, you'd better leave quickly. This metal frame won't last long. From the corner in front To the south, about thirty meters away is the overpass corridor, from there go to the No. 1 Ambulance Building, which... is safer!"

"No! I can't leave you! There must be a way to save you!..." Before Chris could say anything else, Hanks had already pointed a pistol at Chris' head.

"It's useless. Once bitten by a zombie, there is nothing to save. I will also turn into a zombie! You'd better leave now. Don't try to leave by then and you won't have a chance. I'll hold you back. They, leave quickly! Otherwise, don’t blame me for shooting you rudely!”

"But……"

"Bang!" Chris was about to say something else, but was stopped by the sound of a gunshot.

"If you talk again, I will point at your head next time!" Hanks' eyes seemed to say: I mean what I say this time. Chris had nothing to say except being touched by his sacrifice. (To be continued.)