48 Hours a Day

The sightseeing elevator is climbing and getting further and further away from the ground, while Zhang Heng's ear is sending a female voice, which should be an automatic explanation set in the elevator. As soon as the elevator goes up, it starts automatically, but soon the sound disappears, replacing it with another strange man.

“Unfortunately, you made a wrong choice. ”

“Oh, Evil Scientist, you can't finally sit back and show up. Why, are you worried we're gonna kick your ass? Don't worry, we'll be there soon.” Bald man said.

“Do you think you can still stop me like you did three years ago, after the last failure, I have been searching for ways to become more powerful all the time for the past three years. Today I am completely out of shape and bone changed, I look at you, I see your performance outside...”

“Ha ha ha, how's it going, did you get scared to pee your pants? ”

“I can't tell you how disappointing it is that you seem to have been stagnating over the years, even a lot more backwards than you were three years ago, without my leadership you seem to be completely disoriented. ”

“Tsk, if I were you, I wouldn't feel so good about myself. You can't help but imagine that it's too important. I've had a good life without you for the past three years. Every day, I feel refreshed. I can't even cure the illness of urinating rapidly and urinating. ”

“Cough, that...” said the waiter brother next to him, "If you want to talk to him, you need to click the call button on the elevator first. ”

“ ………… ”

“For the last time in my old relationship, I advise you to turn around now. If you want to go alone, then I won't be polite again. I know you too well. You can't be my opponents.” Evil scientists reveal themselves in their last words.

“Well, it's easy to say, this elevator leads straight out of the White Cloud Sky Tourist Hall, and we can't turn around if we regret it, okay?” This time the bald man pressed the call button, but the other person seemed to have disconnected.

“... the thing I hate the most is hanging up the phone when I'm not done.” The bald man was dissatisfied.

“Forget the phone. We're almost there. Let's get ready for battle.” Fanmei looked at the height on the eye elevator LCD screen, less than sixty meters from the 107th floor, which means the elevator will arrive in 10 seconds.

Everyone's nerves were tightened immediately. Zhang Heng held the optical knife in his hands. Fan Mei opened the missile launcher on the shoulder of the suit. The bald man also carried his AK, and the waiter brother built a bulletproof suit for himself and the messenger.

However, when the elevator door opened, the view outside left the crowd as stunned as the enemy.

Because there's no one there.

“What's the matter, just in time for dinner, is everybody picking up the box?” The bald man scratched his head.

Six people walked out of the elevator and saw an equally empty meal bar not far away, with an unfinished cup of Coke on it.

“Something is wrong, even if there are no ambushes of evil scientists here, why have the tourists disappeared before, you know, until the quantum collider is activated, the barbarian waist remains open to the tourists. ”

“So the evil scientists arrested the tourists? Why, why would he do something like that," Waiter Brother doesn't understand, "is he going to threaten us with those people? ”

“I don't think so.” Fan Mei pointed the micromissile on his shoulder at a falling figure not far away, watching as he was supposed to be one of the previous visitors to the tower, wearing a suit of leather, carrying a valuable Rolex on his wrist, holding a cell phone with one hand, always remembering to work.

But he walked in a strange position, with his legs turned 90 degrees apart, especially his other hand, his elbow joints unnaturally twisted, while he kept his head down.

“Uh, I don't know why I have a bad feeling in my heart.” Waiter Little Brother.

“You're not exactly what I think you are. ”

The Rolex man, who had just fallen across from Fan Mei's voice, slowly raised his head. The original five officials on his face had disappeared, replacing them with a pair of blood-red eyes, teeth without muscles and only half a nose left.

“Well, after the Transformers, the Ninja Turtles, it looks like we're about to face another biochemical crisis, so the evil scientists have even built the T-virus. ”

The Rolex man probably smelled fresh flesh and began to move faster, just taking his ridiculous eight-word steps at first, but gradually his steps became faster and faster, like a leopard.

“It's not a biochemical crisis, it's more like zombies in the World War.” The bald man pulled the trigger and a series of bullets struck the Rolex man, whose body trembled, unable to retract under the force of the bullet, but never fell.

It wasn't until Fanmei's man blew that thing's head off with the missile on his suit that it was a complete result of his life, "The good news is that his head is still its weakness, and the bad news is that his body beats more than ordinary zombies. ”

Waiter Xiao wiped the sweat on his forehead and took a sigh of relief, “Luckily there is only one, if you jump out dozens of them can be trouble. ”

Fan Mei Man and Zhang Heng glanced at each other and sighed. “Please let us know in advance the next time you raise the flag again. ”

Just as the Murphy theorem was confirmed, when the waiter brother finished that sentence, the new zombies came as promised, and this time they were amazing in number, running, crawling, coming from the ground, from the glass to the ceiling towards six people.

You can't catch your breath. The battle is on fire!

Zhang Heng chopped two dead bodies in front of him with a razor knife in his hand, but then more dead bodies jumped at him, Zhang Heng one of them jumped behind the bar, and the dead did not abandon the hunt because they temporarily lost sight of the target, like a shark smelling bloody, rushed past, a female high school zombie jumped directly onto the bar, yet waiting for it was a fast spinning chainsaw.

Zhang Heng reassembled the razor knife in his hand and the wine bottle on the ground, gaining a new weapon to deal with the situation. He waved the chainsaw in his hand and jumped into the zombie herd. At least four of the zombies lost their heads after a Thomas spin.