Zombie University

After the kitchen on the first floor of the canteen, two and a half hours have passed since the departure of the drug-seeking unit.

Feng Qibai and Zhou Yilu's consciousness has completely fallen into chaos. Qiao Siqi still barely stays awake, but his body is shaking more and more fierce.

Lin Dilei and Huang Mo took care of the three comrades all the time, not only to pay attention to their warmth, but also to continue the physical cooling of the forehead. Suddenly, they were sweating in the cold chirped kitchen without heating.

Male students are so energetic that they can't help it. They are so anxious that they can only fight for running errands, getting something for water. Even Zhao He, who was not very comfortable with himself, and Shisanichiro, who had no close relationship with the patient, did not stand idly by.

At this moment, there is no department in the back kitchen, no major, no knowledge or no knowledge, familiarity or unfamiliarity, everyone is classmates, all brothers, share troubles and work together.

Zhao He's voice still can't be heard. What's even more terrible is that inflammation has also involved the body and started to develop a low fever. He didn't find it at first because there was no other feeling except for a little fatigue. He should eat, drink and drink. He can also actively participate with eyes and facial expressions when others communicate.

Until Huang Mo found clues from his more and more frequent frowns, he touched his forehead and his forehead was not too hot. He simply asked: "Is it a little low fever?"

Zhao He was there.

In fact, what Huang Mo asked did not enter his ears. At this moment, he was full of eyes as a petite girl was raising his hand to touch his forehead. He was much taller than his sister, so the sister felt a little difficult.

Fortunately, he did n’t have another one centimeter higher, Zhao He thought, otherwise the girl would stand on tiptoe, which might make the girl discount her own goodwill.

"Zhao He?" Huang Mo's persevering call finally pulled back his comrades in mind.

Zhao He wanted to respond to a "huh?", He couldn't breathe before reacting to his situation at that moment, quickly mobilized facial muscles, raised his eyebrows, and opened his eyes, forming a standard inquiry attitude.

"I ask you if you have a low fever," Huang Mo was very patient. "Nod or shake your head."

Zhao He shook his head, didn't click twice, and realized something, frowned heavily, and shook his head again.

Huang Moxin understood: "You don't know?"

Zhao He's eyes lit up and nodded immediately.

"Then I ask another question. In addition to your throat, do you still feel uncomfortable? For example, you are not feeling well or a little tired?"

Zhao He felt it quietly. Teacher Huang was really amazed by God and continued to nod.

Huang Mo's eyes raised concerns: "Sure enough, there is still inflammation."

Zhao He rarely showed weakness to the outside world, but when Huang Mo said this, he wanted to be sympathetic somehow, and his face immediately became pitiful.

Huang Mo looked at him tenderly for a moment and sighed: "Since they are all sick, let go of my hand."

Zhao He 囧, only to find out when he raised his hand and held Huang Mo's hand on the temperature of his forehead, and the big hand pressed the small hand to make it a tight silk seam, tightly fit.

Withdrew his hand violently, as if it was hot.

Huang Mo patted his arm lightly to show his understanding, but he was a comrade-in-arms in trenches, and he should be persuaded: "You are still vain, don't think about the messy things that hurt you."

Zhao He: "..."

Classmate Huang, wait, things are not as far-reaching as you think! ! !

"Little mines mines mines !!!"

Shi Po's terrifying dry howling call and Zhao He's heart shouted at the same time, mixing into a mess.

But the other friends could not hear the call of Soul Zhao ’s soul, so they were shocked by Luo ’s broken gong throat, and Lin Dilei jumped up to the window as quickly as possible, quickly confirming that there were no zombies and window cleaning outside. Open the sash!

Under the moonlight, comrades rushed to death.

Lin Dilei watched her comrades getting closer and closer in the messy footsteps ...

"Be careful!"

The comrades had not yet arrived, but suddenly shouted in unison.

Without waiting for Lin Dilei to think, an unfamiliar male student suddenly appeared in front of the window and jumped into the window directly. The speed of the movement slammed into Lin Dilei's seven and eight elements and stumbled under his feet.

"Are you okay!" Luo Geng then jumped in, firmly supported Lin Dilei, and quickly pulled it away from the position facing the window.

As soon as he escaped, the window was filled with a group of students who were scrambling. They tried their best to squeeze in, scolded, kicked, and everyone was almost terribly crazy!

Lin Dilei pointedly noticed that the most advanced classmates had rushed to the big stove. When they saw the pot, they lifted the lid, and found that it was empty and threw the pot down to the ground! With a bang, even noisy shouts can't be covered!

Lin Dilei immediately thought that he should be extremely hungry, and when he ran from here, he must have experienced extreme danger. Especially the world is full of zombies. The torture of the human spirit is unimaginable. The emotions even the entire person The status is abnormal and not incomprehensible.

But you can't let others pay for your hardships, especially the things that harm them to survive!

Break away from Luo Geng, Lin Dilei rushed forward with an arrow, trying to grab the other hand: "Don't worry, this classmate ..."

"Go to your mother's!" The boy didn't see who the person was, and even the man or the woman might not have heard it, so he pushed Lin Dilei away with great force!

Luo Geng watched as Lin Dilei was pushed and fell out, his body hit the rack next to a person tall. The rack was shaken violently, and the pots and pans above cracked and fell, and most of them hit Lin Dilei!

Fortunately, she was covering her head, and besides being hurt by her arm, she did not suffer much physical damage.

But Luo Geng stopped doing it, and suddenly he was furious, and he punched the boy in the past with a punch!

The boys are not vegetarians, they fight back immediately after standing firm, and they fight with Luo Geng!

The health staff left behind by the Wusheng class and Shisanichiro Chemical counted, and none came to help Luo Geng. It's not that they don't want it, it's really lack of avatar.

The window rushed in and a dozen or so guys, the first one rushed to the pot, to no avail. Those who came in late did not know whether they saw the lesson in front of them, or their orientations were different, and the direction of the scourge was changed to a freezer and a warehouse.

The first boy who opened the freezer did not pull off the frozen glass for a long time, and actually broke the glass with a hammer!

Fu Xiyuan and Wu Zhou didn't even see whether he was the hammer he pulled out later, or whether he was holding the murder weapon in his hand. But those are not important anymore, the moment the glass of the freezer broke, the two of them swarmed up and restrained each other!

Can't stand the second, third, eighth, tenth!

All the freezers were opened, and obviously there was only raw meat inside, which was also turned into a mess!

Li Jingyu, who can't rank the force value and the courage value, can't stand the question of He Zhiwen. It can stop one from counting one, and can beat one pair to count one pair!

Chemical Thirteen Lang was scared a little at first, but it reacted after a few seconds.

"Brothers come on--"

The party branch secretary roared, and it was time to shoot.

Qi Yan, Song Fei, and Wang Qingyuan should n’t have been at the end, but the uninvited guests simply rushed forward regardless of their behind, as if they had entered, and the zombies in the back would not chase them, nor would they jump into the window.

Last resort, they can only stay at the window. Fortunately, the intruders were fast enough, until the last person jumped into the window, and there were only three zombies they actually got into, one from the hospital and two from the uninvited guests. They should be chasing the army on both sides. Leader.

As Qi Yan was the last to enter, Huang Mo, who had always ignored the dogfight behind him, closed the window and locked it neatly.

She was the only one left in front of the window.

Song Fei, Qi Yan, and Wang Qingyuan are in the face of a scuffle.

"You **** is sick--"

"Who blocks Lao Tzu who will die!"

"You calm down!"

"I'm going to **** you--"

"Do you **** speak human words!"

"Go away !!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

Dozens of people huddled together, the pots and pans were scattered all over the floor, the desks were bumped and twisted, and Wang Shan, along with two other chemistry class partners, dragged the three sickness to the corner together.

The fourth student, Zhao, had a hard time with uninvited guests.

Yu Guangli suddenly passed a cold silvery white.

Someone drew a knife!

Song Fei looked around and saw that someone was poking Zhao Zhao's stomach!

Zhao He didn't expect the other party to move, and he forgot to dodge.

Looking at the blade, Zhao He broke the belly, and suddenly a foot flew from the side, kicked to the ground by the perpetrator!

"You dare to use a knife?"

Wu Zhou was obviously anxious, kicked a foot and couldn't get rid of his hatred, and went up to make up several times in a row!

咚 ——

The loud sound made Song Fei excited, turned his head to see, but the warehouse door was opened!

The intruders are crazy so far, in the end, for a bite. But in fact, it is not necessary to eat for a bite. They are either martial arts class or chemistry class. No one ever thought of monopolizing this place.

But the unexpected guests don't know.

When distinguishing between good and evil, some people assume that the other party is good, some people assume that the other party is evil, and the intruders choose the latter.

"what--"

Shocked, he screamed in the warehouse.

Song Fei did not even see how he followed up.

The legs started before the brain. The next second, the person had entered the warehouse, and then Song Fei saw He Zhiwen holding a bag of flour to resist the attack of a bearded male student, and the other party ’s folding knife had been inserted into the noodle bag!

"What's the question--" Song Fei's voice changed in tone.

"I'm okay!" He Zhiwen gasped, his face shocked.

"It's okay what your **** name is!" Song Fei was so scared that his heart almost jumped out.

"He's mad at me with a knife !!!" He Zhiwen was also aggrieved.

The strong male student in that box had already pulled out his knife, and then grabbed the flour bag of He Zhiwen, threw it away vigorously, and then stab it a second time!

Song Fei rushed in the past, just like a kick, just like Wu Zhou kicked another king bastard!

"You are crazy!" Song Fei shivered angrily, "Slaying for stuttering ?!"

The boy stood up from the ground and fixedly looked at Song Fei. His eyes were unabashedly ferocious and violent: "Go away."

The other party's voice was terribly low and horrible. The silence at this moment was in stark contrast to the fierceness of the previous "red eye killing", but inexplicably unified.

Somehow, Song Fei remembered Yu Zisheng.

The difference is that the person in front of him is a little more crazy than Yu Zisheng. This madness is hidden in his eyes, like the emotional inertia that has formed in a certain abnormal environment for a long time.

When Yu Zisheng met, the body tide broke out in less than ten days.

Today, twenty-three days have passed.

"I can let it go. The things here are originally shared by everyone." Song Fei strives to make his voice sound gentle and friendly. "But you are not calm now, the mood is not right, can you slow down first, listen to me . "

The uninvited guest narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I'll say it one last time. Get out, don't die."

Song Fei's voice cooled down: "Everyone has to be under one roof in the future. Are you sure you want to tear your face?"

The uninvited guest is no more nonsense, the knife strikes!

Song Fei is called a hate, he ca n’t say good words, ca n’t do it, when he was beaten by zombies for more than twenty days? !

Flexible flashing over the blade, Song Fei grabbed the opponent's wrist holding the knife, and at the same time, the body forced forward and slammed the opponent into the wall.

Before the opponent recovered from the collision, Song Fei clasped the opponent's wrist with both hands, and slammed the wall against the wall without interruption.

No more than five times, the opponent's folding knife is released.

The clang of the floor was louder. Song Fei ’s metal chopsticks were only 0.01 cm away from the neck of the uninvited guest.

"Who are we to die for?" Song Fei asked word by word.

The man didn't speak, but his legs started to tremble.

Song Fei was funny for the first time when he was a wicked man, even when he said a line. But the other party took it seriously. Because the killing intention in the heart was true when the other party moved the knife, so when the situation reversed and the heart was compared, the other party also believed in his killing intention.

Song Fei's mood is a little complicated, but before he can think about it, he suddenly thinks of another thing.

If the killing intent is real, what about those outside? !

Chill passed through his heart, and Song Fei did not dare to think about it. He grabbed the other person directly with his heart and strangled his neck with his arm. The other hand controlled the metal chopsticks and stopped very close to the side of the hostage position.

"Song Fei?" He Zhiwen couldn't understand, trembling.

"Shut up!" Simple and rude blockade of He. Song Fei took the hostages step by step and slowly moved out of the warehouse.

After the kitchen, a mess.

The number of invaders is slightly higher than that of the indigenous people, but the individual combat strength is slightly inferior.

Both sides have a draw.

Neither side meant to stop.

The intruder was not calm at first, but the aborigines played irrationally.

No wonder Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan did n’t follow him into the kitchen, and they dared to get into the game. At this time, they were playing one by three, one by two.

"Stop it all!" Song Fei shouted with all his strength, "If you hit me again, you will kill him!"

The back-fighting of the back kitchen is screaming, but threatening, this is the only one out of the world, and it really worked.

Everyone paused conditionedly, looking at Song Fei together.

After a while, the kitchen fell into a strange silence.

Song Fei repeats the opportunity: "Don't fight anymore, your people are in my hands, can you say a few words calmly and calmly now!"

"No!"

"Get off your mother!"

"Fart!"

"Who is he!"

"..."

Rough estimate, there are no less than ten voices of rejection.

The rest is not not to refuse, but to be able to do it, do not beep-just restart it.

The battle is on again, and it is more than before.

Song Fei lived for twenty years, and today opened his eyes: "You are a mixed person, absolutely."

The "hostage" was so angry that Song Fei could even feel that he was shaking when he roared: "I **** 丨 your mother--"

This is a Caotai team, and may not even know each other completely.

Huang Mo raised his eyes and shouted: "Wang Shan—"

After waiting for a long time, I finally waited until today, and the group secretary of the 1st class of Huanhua shook off his opponent, ran to the corner, pulled away the broom and dustpan, and took out an unidentified round sphere with a shot put. A white lead hangs from above the sphere.

Hold the earth with one hand, bomb with a bomb, pad with a lighter with one hand, and in the faint flame, Wang Shan ’s face overlaps with the countless revolutionary martyrs ’faces——

"Who the **** dare to move, I will blow up!"

Classmate Wang ’s prestige is too novel, and there are those who are not scared in the unexpected guests, but some are laughed at.

Wang Shan had been overwhelmed by Huang Moke's countermeasures in this situation, and immediately smiled coldly: "Yes, then let your eyes open. Hao Bin!"

Hao Bin, the classmate who always loves to be the emperor ’s new girl, has been waiting. Now that the regimental party secretary has issued an order, he falls to the ground without saying anything from his pocket!

咣 ——

The explosion sounded in the back kitchen. In theory, this sound is not too loud, but the closed space where the doors and windows are locked sounds enough to be shocked. In particular, there is white smoke like fire, which slowly rises in the place where the unidentified object burst, and the visibility continues to decline within a radius of three meters with the explosion point as the center.

The cafeteria is finally quiet.

Real, thorough.

Suddenly, fire flashed in the white smoke.

Wang Shan was shocked, just about to take a leg, Hao Bin had taken off his cotton coat and pounced twice, crushing the small flame in the bud.

Wang Shan breathed a sigh of relief, but in retrospect, he was still very scared: "Who made you install the trial in the house to detonate!"

Hao Bin was wronged: "I was nervous, I forgot to throw out the window ..."

Wang Shan disappointed: "The bombs are not well thrown, what else can you do!"

Hao Bin wanted to cry: "... Secretary, I'm just an ordinary college student!"