Devil's girlfriend of the last days

The roar of forklifts naturally affected two of them first.

Qin Xiaoyu was better. She turned her head, but did not comment, and then continued to look at her.

Zhang Qiang really couldn't hear at all. His attention was focused on the road conditions in front of him, for fear that he would not react enough to provoke the two big men in the car.

"Help!"

"Wait for us..."

The sound was loud, but under the cover of the huge roar, there was really not much.

Fang Mo heard it, so he turned his head.

After taking a look, he shook his head, did not say anything, and continued to pay attention to the zombies that climbed up.

Those people have wounds more or less on their bodies. Judging by the depth of those wounds and the filthy blood on the wounds, these people are all hopeless.

Unless, there is a scientist who can develop a vaccine or specific medicine against this virus.

But this is basically impossible.

Because there was no sign of the disaster at all, and there was no distinction between people or where they were, as if overnight, the whole land was all monsters.

Those scientists who are really in the research institute may be even more dangerous.

After all, if they want to leave, they are likely to pass the elevator and various equipment.

After the disaster, the electricity was completely cut off, and the indiscriminate infection made almost everyone become zombies. If they were underground...

In the end it is very likely to become a zombie.

There is another possibility, that is to hide in a corner, slowly as the food disappears, either starved to death or swallowed by zombies outside.

Thinking of this, he involuntarily thought: "If it were in an underground research institute with a lot of people, would it be possible that monsters would evolve in advance?"

The principle is the same as in the subway. In a closed environment, it is too easy to give birth to monsters, and those monsters also need to eat, plus the food inside may be extremely sufficient...

So even after they have evolved, they will stay in it for a period of time until all the food is gone.

Coming, this earth.

...

"Did he not see us? Obviously he took a look. What kind of vision is that?!" The man waving his arms suddenly stopped, and said to the people beside him with an unhappy face: "You see No? He definitely saw it, but why didn't he tell the driver?"

"It's just a shameful pen, I don't understand how many people are powerful!" The other person also spoke with disdain.

"If you want me to see, he might have seen it, but he doesn't want to save us..." A man spoke very calmly. The wound on his arm was extremely deep, making his face very pale.

The second one who spoke, immediately said with a dissatisfied face: "Why?! Shouldn't everyone face this world together?"

"Yes, only if everyone is united can truly survive the last days, but he actually didn't seem to see us, such a person..."

"It's a shame!"

Another person spoke, grievance filled his cheeks.

"My wound is a little itchy, should we leave? The zombies in the back will be coming soon, and the zombies in front will probably react when the forklift leaves. The most important thing for us now is to find a hospital. Then treat the wound on your body."

The person who was still pale with a deep wound spoke.

In this regard, other people did not have much objection, taking advantage of the huge roar, they walked through the dangerous places very lightly, and then continued to approach the hospital.

"Don't tell me, this wound is getting more and more itchy, is this rabies? I remember, rabies is best vaccinated within 24 hours, let's go quickly."

The man shivered, looking a little uncomfortable. He wanted to scratch, but he was afraid that he might infect the bacteria on his hands.

"Correct!"

"Yes!"

"My back is starting to itch too!"

...

Fang Mo never wanted to pay attention to the situation of a few of them. Since they have been injured and have wounds, how far is it to become a zombie?

There is no way to blame it, and they can only be blamed for bad luck.

After more than 20 minutes, the three of them were driving frantically on the forklift, and before they arrived at the hospital, a bloodthirsty flashed across Fang Mo's face.

To be honest, if it weren't because of scrupulous wounds that might have caused him to increase his injuries, and then gradually lose combat effectiveness, he would never let these zombies go.

These are all catastrophic gels. If you collect ten monster gels in the future, you will definitely need this ordinary catastrophic gel.

When it comes to evolution, it is definitely not a trivial matter.

The hospital is here.

The smell of the disinfectant that I used to brave from time to time is gone, and what is left is the smell of carrion. The most important thing is that there are many corpses before the hospital.

Broken corpses, corpses everywhere, a whole world of purgatory.

Ouch!Ouch!Ouch!

The zombies following the forklift didn't mean to let them go, constantly making sounds similar to ghost crying in film and television works.

Zhang Qiang looked at the back, shrank his neck, wondering if he should stop at this time, and asked: "The zombies behind..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Mo said to Qin Xiaoyu: "You will run forward later, there are not many zombies in front."

"As for the back..."

Fang Mo gave a grin, and said in a low voice, even more terrifying than a zombie: "Leave it to me!"

Qin Xiaoyu pulled up the backpack, but because she was inside, she couldn't get out at all, and gestured to Zhang Qiang. The latter seemed to have come to understand, and quickly got up to get off the car.

The two got out of the car, without any intention of staying, and walked in the direction of the hospital. They chose the kind of places with few zombies, because they knew their abilities no more.

During the period, Qin Xiaoyu decisively killed four or five zombies, all killed in one shot, and the methods became more and more skilled. Even if she was a hidden killer, I am afraid that others would believe it.

As for Zhang Qiang beside him, he could only tremble for protection, hoping that he would not be left behind.

On the other hand, Fang Mo felt as if a dragon entered the sea.

With just one tap on the ground with your toes, you can fly more than one meter, and every time you stretch out your hand, you will inevitably grab two catastrophic gels.

"Oh!"

With a long scream, after attracting the attention of most of the zombies, he started killing with great joy.

A pair of hands, like the sharpest blade.

A pair of legs seemed to contain the ultimate explosive power.

Whenever a zombie was about to touch him, he would dodge it very easily, and at the same time, he turned around and took out a zombie gel.

Gradually, his backpack began to bulge continuously, and he didn't know how many catastrophic gels he put into it casually.

"Is he Superman?!"

"The kind that saves the world!"

Zhang Qiang looked at Fang Mo's back and asked the woman next to him who would never smile at him.

Qin Xiaoyu glanced at his cheek, then took a deep look at Fang Mo's sturdyness, and finally shook his head and said, "He is a god!"