"Cough...cough."
In the middle of the night, Qi Dong woke up from a violent cough. He felt the fluid in his bladder and raised his hand to rub his swollen eyes.
He has not left the house for a week in a row. Since the day he was terminated from his labor contract, he has been confined in this 60-square-meter rental house. Apart from smoking and drinking, the biggest pleasure every day is sleeping.
He walked into the bathroom in a hazy state, feeling a little tipsy as he walked. Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew by, making him shiver, and the tide-like urge to urinate reached its peak.
Wow——
"Ugh, that's so cool!"
Qi Dong trembled twice and narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the night outside the window.
"The wind is a bit cold tonight, and it seems to have a fishy-sweet smell."
Lifting up his pants, Qi Dong stretched and was about to go back to the bedroom to continue sleeping when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark figure limping forward downstairs from the resident opposite.
Glancing at the watch, the hands pointed in the direction of zero.
"Damn, there must be something wrong with this guy. He's wandering around the neighborhood at night."
Cursing in a low voice, Qi Dong turned around, but just as he was about to take a step, the mirror behind him reflected a pale and rotting face.
"Mom!"
The scene that suddenly appeared almost frightened half of his three souls and seven souls.
He turned around hurriedly and saw a face that looked as if it had been soaked in water for a long time, swollen and rotten, lying in front of his window, still staring at him motionless.
When Qi Dong turned around, the pale human face opened his mouth and let out a roar like an exhausted beast. Large mouthfuls of black, sticky blood flowed down his chin and onto his relatively clean window sill. .
Seeing this horrifying scene, Qi Dong opened his mouth wide. He wanted to shout a few times to embolden himself, but his neck seemed to be pinched by a pair of strong and strong hands. No matter how hard he tried, he could not make a sound. .
"What the hell is this?!"
Cold sweat flowed down Qi Dong's back. The moment his body regained some strength, Qi Dong directly smashed the window, rubbed oil on his soles and ran back to the bedroom.
"Fuck, fuck, I've seen a ghost!"
With a trembling hand, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it. Qi Dong took two strong puffs and felt the nicotine entering his lungs dispersing some of the fear condensed in his chest. Only then did Qi Dong dare to recall the face just now.
"Rotten and swollen skin, dark tartar, dripping blood, empty eyes...Does this look like a zombie in a movie?!!"
etc! Zombies? ! !
I haven't been out for a week, yet such a big change has happened outside? Could it be that the apocalypse that exists in novels and movies has really come?
Boom...boom...boom!
Just as Qi Dong was thinking, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside.
The knock on the door sounded a little weird, as if... someone was banging their head against the security door of their home!
The feeling of terror was like a seed that instantly took root in Qi Dong's heart and spread throughout his body.
The knock on the door outside was still ringing rhythmically. Qi Dong quickly walked into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, and carefully looked into the corridor through the peephole of the security door.
He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that the person knocking on the door outside was a survivor in Xingfu Community.
But when he got closer to the cat's eye, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped.
Through the peephole, it was pitch black outside the corridor, and one could not even see a single hair clearly, let alone see the so-called zombies.
has a problem!
This was Qi Dong's first reaction. If there were zombies knocking on the door outside, the voice-activated lights in the corridor would definitely light up. Did he hear it wrong?
Opening the door carefully, Qi Dong tightened his hand on the kitchen knife. He could guarantee that if something suddenly jumped in front of him, he would chop it down without hesitation.
Following the dark corridor, Qi Dong didn't find anything messy in front of his door.
call!
It seems that I was overly nervous and misheard.
Feeling a little relieved in his heart, Qi Dong planned to go back to the room to smoke a cigarette and calm down.
But the moment Qi Dong stepped into the door, a drop of wet liquid suddenly fell on the back of his hand holding the door handle.
With a start in his heart, Qi Dong jumped into the room like a cat with its tail on its tail. He held the door handle with his right hand and closed the door smoothly.
Just when the door was about to overlap with the door frame, a huge force that Qi Dong couldn't resist slammed into the door.
boom!
Qi Dong was directly knocked to the ground by this force, and the kitchen knife in his hand was also released.
Ouch! ! !
Qi Dong quickly turned around and looked behind him. When he saw clearly the zombie behind him, covered in rotting flesh and with blood flowing from its mouth, fear finally squeezed out of his chest.
"Roar!"
The zombie seemed to smell the fear on Qi Dong, opened its mouth and let out a low roar like a beast, and rushed directly towards Qi Dong.
The black and smelly mouth was torn from the base of the ears, exposing the burnt yellow teeth. Blood and mucus mixed together flowed out from the corners of the mouth, and a pair of pupils without black eyeballs were wide open.
Qi Dong had no doubt that if he was bitten by him, even if he would not be infected into a zombie, he would definitely be infected with tetanus and die.
At the moment of life and death, Qi Dong looked at the zombie that was about to fall in his arms. He didn't know where he got the strength. He kicked off his legs and climbed over directly towards the bedroom.
The zombie missed the target, roared angrily, and rushed towards Qi Dong again.
"Mom!"
After getting a breath of air, Qi Dong climbed up from the ground without saying a word, rushed to the side of the fallen kitchen knife with a quick step, picked up the kitchen knife and rushed into the room.
Shutting the door with a bang, Qi Dong gasped for breath. He almost died just now. To be honest, Qi Dong was very resistant to becoming a zombie. If he had a choice, he would rather choke to death with a mouthful of cold water. I don't want to be infected by zombies and turn into such an ugly thing.
Boom, boom, boom!
The sound of the door being hit kept coming from behind, and Qi Dong's cold sweat began to fall down his forehead. To be honest, the bedroom door behind him was no better than a security door and could not withstand the impact of the zombies.
The successive impacts made Qi Dong's back feel a little painful. With a loud bang, the zombies finally broke through the door, and the impact directly threw Qi Dong to the ground.
"ah!!!"
Qi Dong was shocked. He closed his eyes and slashed at the zombie's head with the kitchen knife in his hand. Although he was very frightened in his heart, Qi Dong's mind was still very clear. He clearly remembered that the zombie's weak point was the head.
Pfft, pfft!
Streams of foul-smelling liquid splashed onto Qi Dong's face, but Qi Dong did not dare to open his eyes for fear that the disgusting liquid would splash into his eyes.
I don't know how long it took, but Qi Dong felt the zombie pressing on him suddenly rush into his arms, and then he collapsed to the ground like a deflated rubber ball.
Opening his eyes, Qi Dong found that the zombie in front of him had half of his head chopped off and was lying motionless on his body.
"Fuck you uncle."
Resisting the nausea in his heart, Qi Dong pushed the zombie's body aside, climbed up with his hands on the ground, and sat down on the bed. He preferred the comfort of the bed to the cold and hard ground.
He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it. Qi Dong took a deep breath. It seemed that due to the paralysis effect of nicotine, his violently beating heart calmed down slightly.
Supporting his body with both hands, Qi Dong suddenly felt his fingertips touch something hard.
"Um?"
His hands were groping randomly on the bed. When Qi Dong took the hard object from the quilt to his eyes, he discovered that it was his mobile phone that had been turned off for a long time.
Qi Dong connected the charging cable tremblingly and inserted it into the charging port on the butt of the mobile phone. Qi Dong even tried several times before finally inserting it.
The screen lit up, and the battery charging sign appeared in front of Qi Dong. At the moment when the fingerprint was unlocked, a series of messages kept jumping in front of his eyes, as if they wanted to fill the entire screen.
"Brother Dong, are you still alive? If you are alive, call me back."
"Dongzi, everything is in chaos. The zombies we saw in the movie really appeared around us."
"Dongzi, are you okay? Your dad has been feeling a little unwell recently. If you have time, please come back."
"..."
Qi Dong looked at the WeChat messages one after another, but his mind was in a mess.
And when his eyes fell on the last message, his pupils shrank instantly. Under the dazzling light, a line of small words was neatly placed there.
"Dongzi, save me."
