Chapter 47: Takeout delivery service (Princes and princesses, please follow and read)

Outside the security door, the pain and flattery on Chongzi's face disappeared the moment the door closed, replaced by sinister cruelty. Enduring the pain of the bone crack, he whispered to Brother Xiang lying on the ground.

"Brother Xiang, brother bringing you here is considered benevolent and righteous. Since you're already dead, don't drag me down. Also, help brother one more time, use your blood to lure those ghost things over, kill this group of dog bastards, it can be considered as helping you take revenge. Brother thought of it thoroughly, right? Hehe..."

While muttering, Chongzi rubbed his hand on Brother Xiang's face with a ferocious expression, then smeared the blood solidly on the security door on the eighth floor. Looking at the bloody door panel, he still felt it wasn't enough, pondering to smear some on the wall.

"Dog man and woman, let you be arrogant, breaking my arm, I want your dog lives!"

Chongzi smeared the blood plasma excitedly. He knew that zombies climbing stairs was difficult, but no matter how difficult, as long as they climbed slowly, they would eventually come up. It was as if he had already seen the scene of zombies tearing Zhang Su and the others apart.

"Yo, are you planning to draw talismans to curse us, or draw a barrier to protect us?"

Chongzi was standing halfway up the eighth floor when he suddenly found the tightly closed security door pushed open at some point. Zhang Su was leaning against the door frame, looking at him with a smile, and behind him were two cold gazes.

"I, I... I."

Chongzi was so scared he sat on the ground.

He never expected that the group would kill a carbine!

According to experience, at this time, Zhang Su and the others should be happily counting the supplies, how could they still have time to manage him?

How strange...

"Did you two see it? This is human nature! The danger zombies cause us is clear, while the evil of human nature is what catches you off guard!"

Zhang Su tilted his head slightly and said to the two behind him.

"Go to hell!"

Chongzi knew that he couldn't argue at this time, completely crazy. He threw the wooden board beside him at Zhang Su, stood up, and ran toward the upstairs.

Clatter.

Zhang Su dodged the wooden board, stopped Zheng Xin who was anxious to chase Chongzi, and listened to Chongzi's footsteps, walking upstairs unhurriedly, blowing a melodious whistle while climbing the stairs.

The sky was getting dark, but the whistling echoed in the blood-stained stairwell, looking extremely weird.

Chongzi ran toward the upstairs in a panic. Hearing the clear whistling coming from behind, he only felt his bladder tighten, as if it were a horn of death, or the ferocious laugh of the King of Hell in the underworld.

"Roof, go to the roof, go to the roof to get to Unit 2, right, right!"

Thinking in his heart, his footsteps were faster, but he tripped because his lift wasn't enough. Ignoring the pain everywhere, he stood up without even humming and continued to run.

When Chongzi arrived at the door leading to the roof, panting, and saw the solid iron lock, his heart sank.

"Damn, fuck, fuck."

Chongzi pulled the big lock, motionless. He was angry and anxious, slamming into the door violently. Unfortunately, his thin body couldn't cause any impact on the door at all, and the solid door stood still.

"Calm, calm, there must be a way, there is a way, can't sit and wait for death, I can't die, damn, fuck!"

Chongzi muttered neurotically, but hearing the whistling getting closer, he could even see a few figures coming up through the gap in the middle of the stairs, the anxious emotion almost swallowing him.

"Right, elevator!"

Chongzi looked at the security door on the twelfth floor, his eyes fixed. He suddenly remembered that the elevator of Unit 1 was parked on the twelfth floor. When he and Brother Xiang came over, they struggled with whether to take the elevator.

He ignored an important problem: the municipal power had been cut off. The emergency power group of the residential area continued to supply power to the elevator, but it only maintained it for less than an hour. When Brother Xiang was killed, the elevator's power had already been cut off.

"Haha, heaven doesn't kill me, you bastards just wait for me!"

Chongzi revealed a vicious smile on his face. While thinking, he jumped down to the twelfth floor, smiled coldly at the corner of the stairwell, unscrewed the door, and rushed in.

However, after Chongzi crashed into the twelfth floor, he was immediately stunned.

Whether the elevator was parked on the twelfth floor, he couldn't see, because what was blocking him was a group of zombies!

Gray-blue skin, scarlet blood pupils, after several days, the zombies emitted a faint smell of decay, grinding their teeth with a creak, and low roars stuck in their throats...

The violent impact felt from vision, hearing, and smell, Chongzi looked at the zombies close at hand, and was scared to pee on the spot, his crotch instantly wet.

Seven or eight zombies were originally wandering aimlessly on the twelfth floor, never expecting takeout to be delivered to their door, and one after another revealed their cruel nature, pouncing toward the security door with teeth and claws.

"Ah..."

A terrified shout rang out, but before he could turn around and push the door, he was pounced to the ground by the zombies.

Bang.

His upper body fell heavily to the ground, just in time to see the three Zhang Su walking to the eleventh and a half floor.

"Save, save me!"

Chongzi reached out to Zhang Su and the others, as if the dawn was in front of him, but a huge force dragged him into the corridor.

The security door closed slowly, the shrill screams didn't last long, bright red blood flowed out from the door crack, and what remained was the subtle sound of chewing.

Zhang Su walked to the twelfth floor and locked the security door again. His superior hearing allowed him to hear the sound of zombies digging out internal organs more clearly, the sound of chewing, and even the sound of swallowing, which made him feel very disgusted.

He gave a gesture to the two women, and the group walked downstairs together.

Zheng Xin and Zhong Xiaoshan had heavy expressions on their faces, their moods very complex.

There were some things that one knew were the correct choice, but it didn't mean one could do it. Even if one could do it, it didn't mean one wouldn't have emotions...

The two of them were in this situation now.

Seeing Brother Xiang's barbarism and Chongzi's deception, both knew that letting Chongzi go was releasing a tiger back to the mountain, but really forcing him to death, they couldn't help but have a trace of guilt.

"Exterminate evil. In this fucked-up world, it will infinitely enlarge the evil of human nature. If you two still use that kind of thinking to deal with things, you'll lose your lives!"

Standing halfway up the eighth floor, Zhang Su looked at the bloody appearance on the wall and said with a very ugly face.

"Lend, lend me your axe."

Zheng Xin pointed to the axe in Zhang Su's hand aggrievedly.

"Clean the wall skin, otherwise it might really attract zombies. Clean the door too, and throw the corpse

Zhang Su handed the axe to Zheng Xin, having absolutely no intention of helping.

"Sister Xinyu, don't blame Brother Su. I think his... his way of thinking is truly very well-suited for this world right now."

Seeing Zheng Xin listening to the movements upstairs while carefully working, Zhong Xiaoshan felt a pang of sympathy in her heart and stayed behind to help her deal with the blood-soaked wall plaster.

Zheng Xin's movements paused slightly, and she sighed, saying, "Sister Shanshan, I'm not blaming Brother Su. I'm angry at myself for knowing what should be done but being unable to do it, almost bringing big trouble upon everyone."

After speaking, her eyes turned red and filled with tears. She sped up her movements, and with a *swish-swish-swish*, the blood-stained wall plaster fell away in rustles under the scraping of the axe.

(End of chapter)