Chapter 13

"Opportunity is fleeting, get ready!"

Zhang Su looked out through the peephole, his hand on the doorknob, ready to go.

"Wait, wait..."

Zheng Xinyu saw Zhang Su give the order and prepare to open the door, and she was so scared that her mouth couldn't speak clearly. Actually, she only said the word "wait" twice, but because she was trembling, it suddenly turned into six or seven times...

"What's the matter again?"

Zhang Su looked at Zheng Xinyu impatiently.

Zheng Xinyu clenched her fists and pounded her heart, which was jumping wildly, and said: "Mental preparation!"

"Come on, we can do very well!"

While Zhang Su was cheering Zheng Xinyu on, he was also secretly cheering himself on.

He had been in many fights, and once even fought in an octagon, but facing a zombie...

It was the first time in his life that failure meant death. Although the possibility of failure was very small, it didn't prevent him from being nervous and afraid in his heart.

Zhang Su felt his mouth dry. In the temperature of the cold wave, fine beads of sweat broke out on his back, and even the hand holding the axe handle was damp. Fortunately, the axe handle had been treated with anti-slip, so it wouldn't slip due to sweat.

Taking a deep breath, he made a "three" gesture to Zheng Xinyu, then "two," then "one!"

*Click. *

Accompanied by the sound of the zombie pounding, Zhang Su unlocked the door, pressed down the handle silently, and pushed—the door opened!

Zheng Xinyu, who was holding the baseball bat behind him, had her heart in her throat.

"Mommy, I'm even afraid of cockroaches, and now I have to kill a zombie. Crazy, really crazy!"

Zheng Xinyu muttered in her heart, watching the door open little by little. The sound of pounding on the 802 door went directly into her ears, vibrating in her heart. The knuckles holding the baseball bat were already white.

Along with the sound, a thick, bloody smell drifted into the room, making people very uncomfortable, as if the sensitivity to this smell had been written into their DNA. Once this smell permeated, it was highly likely that injury or death had occurred.

Zhang Su's expression was more serious than ever before. He lowered his body, bent his waist, and took a bow stance. He gestured for Zheng Xinyu beside him to follow, and stepped toward the zombie.

The cries for help from inside 802 had stopped. The persistent zombie didn't give up pounding; the *bang-bang-bang* sound was like the drumbeat before a big battle, hammering at Zhang Su and Zheng Xinyu's hearts.

The distance from 801 to 802 was only five or six meters, but Zhang Su felt like he had walked for a century. When he got within about a meter of the zombie, his heart rate was probably 150!

*Awoo, a-awoo. *

While pounding on the anti-theft door, the zombie let out a beast-like howl. The movement of its right arm drove its whole body, and the severed arm clutched in its left hand swayed back and forth, the white bone fragments clearly visible, very bloody.

Zhang Su didn't turn his head to look at Zheng Xinyu's state. He couldn't move his gaze away from the zombie. He gestured a chopping motion with his left hand and then raised the short axe abruptly.

The pitch-black axe blade gleamed coldly, sharp enough to cut hair.

Zhang Su imagined the scene of the zombie's head being split open after this axe blow. He was afraid, but he moved forward!

*Clang. *

However, just as Zhang Su raised his arm high, a crisp metallic clashing sound rang out.

The short axe and the baseball bat had collided...

*Awoo, awoo... *

The zombie stopped its pounding arm. Although its movements were stiff, the speed at which it turned its head wasn't slow at all!

Six eyes met.

Perhaps the zombie hadn't expected two presumptuous guys to suddenly pop out from behind it, and it actually had a brief moment of dullness. Only those large, mutated nostrils were expanding further, seemingly collecting scents.

In an instant, the space seemed to freeze.

The eyes are the windows to the soul. Zhang Su looked directly into the zombie's eyes. The blood-red pupils revealed only bloodthirsty ferocity, without any reason or intellect.

"Kill it!"

Zhang Su squeezed two powerful syllables from his throat. The muscles in his right arm bulged, and the axe blade drew an afterimage in the air, without any pity just because the other party had been a peer a few hours ago.

He had never been a saint full of compassion; he knew very clearly what the situation was. This wasn't a game; there was no time to hesitate or chance to regret!

*Pudong! *

A sound that made one's butt numb rang out.

The sharp hand axe hit the zombie's skull accurately. Even as hard as the skull was, under Zhang Su's all-out blow and the sharp axe blade, it was actually split open!

The axe blade was embedded in the zombie's face, from the center of the eyebrows to the left corner of the mouth—the left corner of the mouth before it split—skin ripped, bones exposed, dark blood spraying on the wooden door between the water meters, sticky and disgusting.

"Damn it, it's stuck. Should have used the other end to smash it!"

Zhang Su had been prepared for a single blow not being fatal and needing continuous chopping, but he didn't expect the axe to be stuck in the zombie's skull and couldn't be pulled out. He pulled back with great force, actually dragging the zombie toward him!

"Get lost..."

*Awoo! *

The zombie shouldn't have felt pain, but it still let out a roar when attacked. Just as it was about to raise its arm to teach the guy in front of it a lesson, it suffered a second attack.

The heavy baseball bat hit the zombie's right temple with a *thud*.

The extremely clever ergonomic design made the heavy baseball bat not difficult to operate. Zheng Xinyu didn't expect that she could hit the zombie in a moment of urgency, because she hadn't noticed that Zhang Su had brought the zombie a bit closer to their side. If not, she would have definitely missed!

*Awoo. *

Suffering a heavy blow, the zombie lost its balance and fell backward. One could see the force of Zheng Xinyu's blow; she probably used all the strength of her life!

"Well done!"

Zhang Su praised. While exerting force with his hands, he kicked out with the kick he had been about to deliver earlier!

"Go to hell!"

Under the strong reverse force, the short axe was finally pulled out, bringing with it a string of sticky liquid.

*Thud. *

The zombie wasn't a tumbler. After its head was hit and its chest and abdomen were kicked, it couldn't stand steadily and leaned against the 802 door, sitting awkwardly against the door, howling unconsciously with its torn mouth, as if venting the dissatisfaction in its heart.

Sneak attacks were already un-martial, and they were even ganging up!

The zombie's already terrifying cheeks were even more gruesome after being split, like a blooming face...

*Thud! *

Not giving the zombie any chance to catch its breath, Zhang Su turned the axe blade and used the hammer side to face the zombie, lifted it high, and smashed it down with great force. The solid hammer hit the zombie's head.

The axe-hammer gave the zombie a solid blow!

*Awoo. *

*Thud, thud, thud! *

"Kill you, kill you, damn it, fuck!"

Zhang Su cursed in a low voice, the veins on his forehead bulging. His muscular arms danced up and down, and various tissues, flesh, and bone fragments were brought up by the axe-hammer, splashing on the wall, the ceiling, and even the lampshade didn't escape.

"*Whoosh, whoosh*, is it dead?"

After more than ten strikes, Zhang Su stopped his movements, stepped back a few steps, and looked at the unrecognizable zombie vigilantly, leaning against the wall.

"*Ugh! *"

Answering Zhang Su was a retching sound. Looking at Zheng Xinyu standing to the side, her abdominal cavity was churning, and a column of water mixed with rice, Sichuan-style cured meat, peas, and other ingredients shot out from her mouth, pouring all over the zombie.

Under Zhang Su's crazy pounding, the zombie's head was completely deformed, as if a "bowl" with a mouth had grown on its neck. The internal structure was fully exposed, the edges were bloody and blurry, and the visual impact was unparalleled!

Getting no answer from Zheng Xinyu, Zhang Su kicked the zombie's limp ankle. Seeing it had no reaction at all, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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