Zombie University

There are more and more zombies in the medicine storage room, and the team can't see it, but the impact behind the door is getting stronger and stronger, and they can clearly feel it when they touch the door.

Bean sweat beads slipped from Song Fei's face. He looked at Qi Yan, who was still looking at the medicine window, and asked, "Isn't it alright?"

Qi Yan heard it and understood that this can no longer be sustained.

The corridor is not calm, although it is much better than the window and the medicine storage room, but ... Forget it, you can only do one!

"Ready," Qi Yanding looked at his partner, "We will rush out as soon as we open the door, otherwise, rush out and count!"

The three did not speak, but all responded with firm eyes without exception.

Qi Yan walked to the anti-theft door, took a deep breath, and put on the door handle.

The three looked at each other and suddenly released their forces at the same time, rushing towards the security door like lightning!

There was no hindrance, the wooden door was knocked to the ground with a thud, the zombies collapsed like a Luohan, and Qi Yan over there had already pressed the handle!

The moment my little friend rushed to the door, the door was opened by Qi Yan, and the two phases were connected seamlessly!

Wang Qingyuan rushed to the front, Luo Geng second, Song Fei third, Qi Yandian, and took the security door when leaving!

Maybe there are mutants in the house that will open the door. Qi Yan can only pray that it will find his talents slowly.

The hallway of the hospital has the smell of disinfection water all year round. Now the hospital has been shut down for more than 20 days. The smell is still in the air. With the long hallway unique to the hospital, the red cross is everywhere in the bleak moonlight. Zombie in a white coat.

Unfortunately, the sound of opening the anti-theft door excited their nerves again.

Fortunately, the team is fast enough. Wang Qingyuan, who is at the beginning, flashes like a peerless master over two elderly zombies, and Luo Geng knocks away three young zombies that have been stained with blood like a cow. The squad has left the main team of zombies in the corridor behind.

More importantly, they do n’t need to break through all the corridors, they only need to break in half, that is, the lobby and revolving door in the middle of the first floor ... revolving door ... door ...

Why are those three zombies still circling in the door!

More importantly, there are more than a dozen patients in the lobby watching them in circles!

Is your spare life so boring! ! !

Wang Qingyuan's footsteps stopped, Luo Geng failed to brake and hit his back.

Withstand the severe soreness of his nose, Luo Geng didn't say anything.

However, it was too late. The previous rushing steps were still around the beam. A dozen zombies who had originally watched the "Merry-go-round" happily turned back.

In the hall of the bleak school hospital, there are more than thirty eyes, so spectacular.

Four people were standing upright and their scalp was numb. There was a fear of being peeled and eating meat when looking at the eyes.

There were cluttered and heavy footsteps behind him, reminding them that the front road was broken and the back road was broken!

The dozen zombies in front finally reacted and suddenly howled. Because there was no tacit understanding, the cries were one after another, but they were even more sad and horrified.

Calm like Wang Qingyuan can't help trembling, and the zombies who are farthest from the revolving door but closest to them have rushed!

"Here--" Qi Yan's voice suddenly cut through the air, and his people rushed into the open floor-to-ceiling glass door open faster than the voice!

Three little friends immediately followed.

Finally, Song Fei just rushed in, and Qi Yan quickly closed the floor-to-ceiling glass door, but after all, it was one step late. The zombie who wanted to poke Wang Qingyuan had already squeezed in half of his body and was just caught in the door crack!

The zombies squeezed in desperately, and howled with a hoarse noise.

Qi Yan is desperately closing the door with both hands, there is no way to push the zombies at all, he can only shout: "Come and help--"

Face shouted several times, but there was no response behind him. There were more and more zombies outside the door. Seeing that the door was about to be completely broken, Qi Yan suddenly felt anxious and kicked towards the waist of the zombie who squeezed in half of his body!

Qi Yan's kick was strong and firm. The bones of the opponent's waist and hips also accepted this force, and the whole body was kicked out of the door!

The glass door leaf closed with the inertia very quickly as the zombie flew out, Qi Yan withdrew his mop gun into the handle at a speed that was too fast to cover his ears. But the army of zombies rampaged, and the metal rod of the mop gun tended to bend slowly.

In a bumpy collision, Qi Yan shouted bf with his shoulder against the door to help the mop gun, "Give me the rope!"

Without a name, Qi Yan can conclude that Song Fei knew he was calling him, because in order to save backpack space, only Song Fei had the rope installed in the team.

However, as with the previous call for help, no one responded.

Qi Yan was anxious and turned his anger back, finally swearing: "What the **** are you doing !!!"

The three little friends in the battle suddenly froze, but quickly recovered and continued to fight.

Song Fei poked metal chopsticks into a zombie's face, temporarily restrained the other party's attack, and finally took time to explain to bf: "I really want to help you in the past, but you also saw it hit me with a bottle what!!!"

Qi Yan only noticed that they entered a large infusion room, with five rows of single sofa chairs on each side, leaving a passage in the middle, an LCD TV hanging directly in front of the sofa, and a glass bookcase next to the window Through the moonlight, you can see the bold bold letters printed on two a4 sheets-"For reading only, please do not bring it out."

There are only five "patients" in the entire infusion room, and two have been knocked down. The reason why they can be seen as patients is because they are all in casual clothes, and the one who is fighting with Song Fei directly grabbed the hanging bottle in his hand as a weapon, and did not know how to fight. When Qi Yan saw it, The infusion tube and the infusion needle are still in their original positions. The infusion bottle is connected with the infusion bottle, and the handle is held back.

Wang Qingyuan knocked down the second zombie and looked at his comrades who were all 1v1. Instead of helping, he quickly ran to Song Fei and opened the other party's backpack to pull out the rope and turned to support the door!

Watching Wang Qingyuan rushing towards himself with a rope, what the past and grievances were cancelled, he just thought it was a loved one!

Here, Wang Qingyuan helped Qi Yan to tie the handle, while Song Fei was blocked by the sofa, his body was out of balance, and he sat directly on the sofa.

The zombie rushed to him, and Song Fei's face was chewed with his mouth open.

Ka!

The teeth bite the goggles.

The zombie seemed to realize what he was, and attacked again and chose Song Fei's neck!

Song Fei was already prepared, and choked a chopstick towards the opposite door!

This time I still didn't poke my head, but just let the zombie have another hole in his face. The latter howled and raised the bottle high, and he just let the infusion needle attached to the back of the other hand fly. Go out.

Song Fei was an agitator. He quickly leaned back against the backrest of the sofa, and saw the thin needle passing across his eyes.

The next bottle has been smashed!

Song Fei's chopsticks are no longer needed, kick the other side away.

The zombies stepped back and fell heavily to the ground. The bottle hung up and burst, and sharp glass fragments splashed out of the cold crystal flowers in the moonlight.

The zombie struggled to stand up. Song Fei looked at the infusion tape left on the back of his hand, the debris of the hanging bottle on the ground, and the **** flesh and half of the chopsticks on his face. He did n’t know whether to admire or cry— —You do n’t have to fight like this if you are sick! ! !

The movement of the zombie has been slow, and Song Fei knew that it would be completed by using scissors that were not in his waist. But Luo Geng had been pressed against the window sill by a tall zombie, a moment of life and death!

Song Fei gritted his teeth and gave up in front of his eyes, took out the scissors and ran to Luo Geng, according to the back of his zombie's head is a scissors!

After all, the scissors are no bigger than metal chopsticks, and the cross section is too wide.

But it is not without any help.

The attacked zombie loosened Luo Geng and turned to grab his shoulder!

The zombie's physique is not inferior to Zhao He. Before Song Fei reacts, the person has been caught and thrown back!

Song Fei doesn't know where he will fly, so he can protect his head subconsciously.

咣 当!

哗啦 ——

Song Fei only felt something hit her body, and then fell to the ground sturdily, dizzy, and hurt all over her body. Reason told him to get up from the ground, but the brain's instructions could not be transmitted to the body. Eventually, he could only watch the zombies bend down again, grab his shoulders, and a big mouth of blood went straight to the unprotected neck ...

Two cold lights!

Song Fei felt that the power on his shoulders disappeared instantly, and the whole person fell back quickly, but eventually he did not fall to the ground, but was held by someone.

Two zombies crashed to the ground.

One attacked Song Fei ’s zombies, which was solved by Luo Geng ’s army stabs, and the other was a zombie with metal chopsticks on his face. He stumbled over and was killed by Qi Yan.

The two pulled out their weapons and rushed to Song Fei together.

Luo Geng anxiously asked: "Are you okay!"

Qi Yan took his mask out of hand.

The sudden large amount of fresh air made Song Fei's brain gradually sober, and his five senses finally returned. Only then saw the shards of glass all over the floor.

Bearing the soreness of his neck, he turned his head hard and crossed Wang Qingyuan ’s shoulders that supported him, and saw the bookcase glass smashed by himself.

Unlike tempered glass, even if it is broken into small particles with rounded edges, the bookcase is equipped with ordinary glass, and now the ground is full of sharp fragments of different sizes.

No wonder he had been ignorant for a long time, and Nima was lucky if she hadn't broken her head!

Uh, it should be unbroken.

Song Fei raised her hand with some fear and touched her head.

Since the painful needle sticks, it is clear and clear.

Song Fei felt a sigh in his heart, and he touched Tianling cover tentatively, and then he touched his head. He felt his head anyway. The terrible thing is that every place is so painful to press down. The blood on his face faded, and he dared not make a noise, because Qi Yan's face was so dark and dreadful.

Fuck, he was hurt because he felt as if he had committed a crime! ! !

"How is it?" Luo Geng was terribly anxious. Song Fei came to rescue him, if there were really three long and two short hearts he died.

"It's okay," Song Fei secretly glanced at Qi Yan and swallowed her saliva, his voice weakened. "Just his head might be a bit broken ..."

"Where ?!" Luo Geng grabbed his heart, wishing to hug Song Fei's head immediately, and fearing that it would cause second-degree damage if he didn't start seriously.

"I can't figure it out," Song Fei told the truth, "Anyway, it hurts everywhere, but it doesn't hurt too much ..."

The words were not finished, and suddenly his hand was caught by Qi Yan.

The next second, familiar pain came.

Song Fei's eyes widened, staring at Qi Yan's tricks and taking out the band-aid, which tightly wrapped the fingertips of his right index finger.

"Next time you press it, it hurts everywhere," Qi Yan looked at him with a black face. "Check your fingers first."

Song Fei is called a embarrassment, the previous despair is gone, and only the word "shameful" remains.

Luo Geng sat down on the ground. He was played with emotion by zombies this evening, and deceived by his comrades. This is sincere and not overdrawn enough.

After finishing the band-aid, Qi Yan's complexion still didn't relax.

Song Fei frowned: "It's almost done. I just fell into a trance and felt a deviation, not even."

"It's not a finger thing!" Qi Yan couldn't help but finally broke out, "Don't you first estimate the strength of the other party when you rush over, can you beat your little arm and calf with this physique?"

Song Fei was scolded for some inexplicable reason, and was not used to the problem. He shouted back: "Luo Geng is going to be killed. Do I see that I can't save myself!"

"Save people also need to pay attention to ways and means. You are called brutal, you can't save people and you will catch yourself. This time, if you don't have an accident, your life is too big. If you have a little glass, you will be in your head!"

"you……"

"What are you, you are always impulsive and reckless!"

"I……"

"I am what I am, what I said is not pointed out to you."

"Fuck!"

"I still want to scold people!" When Song Fei hit the glass bookcase just now, Qi Yan was almost suffocated. Even if there was no danger now, it was still a painful heart contraction when I recalled it, so I said it. There is no choice but to say, like many quarrels between two people in the past, "How many times have you talked about it, can you think about it before you do something, you have all ..."

Wang Qingyuan narrowed his eyes quietly.

The ghost messenger Qi Yan caught the sharpness passing by inside.

[Essentially lacks the ability to bring love to happiness. 】

【In short, you don't respect him. 】

The other party's once-sounded voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and Qi Yan's torrential talk stopped abruptly.

Song Fei is waiting for what is in his head, his emotions are brought to the highest point, and the result is a dumb cannon. He simply didn't know if he should be questioned. Asked, it seemed that he was shaking. Without asking, he was really stunned. Half of the words are too **** human!

I do n’t know if I felt Song Fei ’s expectation, and Qi Yan suddenly picked up the words again: "You have everything in your head ..."

Song Fei stretched his neck and waited, even without hiding a eager humming: "Huh?"

"It's all ... other people! Why can't you think about yourself more. You feel uncomfortable with someone else's trouble, then have you ever thought about how uncomfortable I am?"

"..."

Taking a deep breath, Qi Yan drew bf from classmate Wang ’s arms and carefully touched the other person ’s head: “Do n’t always worry me.”

Song Fei knew that he should be full of warmth at this moment and return to love.

But it is really difficult, because everything feels weird.

The dog blood film turned into a pure love drama in a sharp turn. No one told him that the script was modified!

What should he do with a curse line?

Mommy an egg! ! !