Chapter 74

"Well." Yang Huai'an wiped the sweat left behind. There was no fear on his resolute face: "go ahead with all your might."

Zheng Quzhi:

As soon as he looked back, he saw that Wei Yan was left on the ground. He could not help holding his painful head. Chaoyang Huai'an discussed: "lamb, I can't carry Mr. Wei any more. I'd better..."

Yang Huai'an nodded quickly, and when he came to Wei Yan, he had to carry him on his back. The familiar feeling comes again. Yang Huai'an moves for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, he still grits his teeth and puts Wei Yan on his shoulder.

Before he got up, he fell to the ground with a thump.

Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened: "lamb?!"

Before he thought Xiaoyang said Wei Yan was joking again, but now??? Are the police so weak now?

Yang Huai'an tried to get up again. The blue veins on his forehead had already burst up, but he still did not move. Zheng Quzhi thought that the pressure on him was a big mountain.

Finally, Zheng Quzhi helped Wei Yan up. His face was pale and he sighed deeply: "forget it, I'll come."

Then he put Wei Yan on his back. As soon as he raised his head, he met the lamb's complicated eyes. Zheng Quzhi's eyelids jumped and said nothing.

The place full of corpses occupied about three meters. On the ground, there were broken arms, broken legs and corpses in which part. The more he looked, the more disgusting he felt. Zheng Quzhi looked pale at Xiangyang Huai'an: "step on Step on it

Otherwise?

The corpse has occupied all the passageways. If you want to pass, you can only step on it. If you can't, you can still fly past.

Yang Huai'an thought about it carefully. Suddenly, he opened the door of a ward beside him and went in. Zheng Quzhi did not dare to stay alone in the gloomy corridor, and quickly followed up.

The room is still a mess, and there are scary props prepared by the staff. But this props and the outside want to compare, it is simply a pediatrics.

After looking for a meeting, Yang Huai'an finally found what he wanted in the corner. After searching again, we finally found several. He handed two of them to Zheng Quzhi: "put them on."

When he saw the two plastic bags, Zheng Quzhi almost cried. Mom, at this time, two plastic bags can save lives.

With the plastic bags, Zheng Quzhi did not have so much rejection there. Yang Huai'an is still walking in front of him, covering his nose in one hand and holding a wooden table leg in the other.

Looking at the mess, he held his breath and took the first step. He stepped on one arm, and the ground creaked. Yang Huai'an was about to stand unsteadily. Zheng Quzhi helped him behind him.

Yang Huai'an looks ugly. After stabilizing himself, he looks up to the ceiling and runs straight past. From time to time, the foot is trapped in a corpse, and the strange feeling is unforgettable for a short time.

After rushing past, Yang Huai'an's face is a pair of expression that wants to cry but can't cry out: "Zheng Qu Zhi, you refuel."

Zheng Quzhi couldn't help but retch a few times, and then raised his feet tremblingly. The plastic bag is not big. If it sinks down, the corpse can still rub Zheng Quzhi's pants, leaving traces on the pants.

Although he soiled his trousers, he didn't know what kind of psychology he was out of. He held Wei Yan high with his teeth and didn't let him rub a trace.

At the beginning, Zheng Quzhi did not go fast. But when the corpse began to move, his face suddenly changed and his steps became bigger.

But it was still a step late, when stepping out of the open space, a thin hand tightly grabbed his wrist. A strong pull him hard, Zheng Quzhi can not dodge, Dong fell to the ground.

With Wei Yan on his back.

"Zheng Quzhi!" Yang Huai'an's face changed. Seeing that the hand was climbing up Zheng Quzhi's foot, he was shocked. Subconsciously, he rushed over and took up the stick and waved it to the hand.

The hand stopped the upward movement, and the little finger tilted upward. The long fingernail even cut Zheng Quzhi's trousers, marking a shallow mark on the skin.

Yang Huai'an didn't dare to delay. Seeing that the effect of the stick was not great, he picked up the iron stick which had fallen to the side of the second floor and stabbed the thin hand.

Hiss -

the iron stick pokes into the middle of the back of the hand, and a few fingers struggle constantly, playing with various shapes in the air. Yang Huai'an made a decision and picked it hard. The hand just flew out.

"Are you ok?" The expression on Yang Huai'an's face was not relaxed at all. He quickly helped Zheng Quzhi up and dragged him to move back. He was a little far away from the pile of things.

"It's OK." Zheng thought that he was going to waste his hand when he just grasped his face. The feeling of the survivors is not very good, it will only make people feel more and more empty.

Suddenly, Yang Huaian's face suddenly changed. He grabbed Zheng Quzhi and roared, "take Mr. Wei on your back! Run

With that, he waved the iron bar and beat his leg away like a baseball bat.

Zheng Quzhi's foot and wrist were only slightly moved, and they all hurt badly. But at this time, it didn't seem to matter, because the pile of corpses moved up, as if they had vitality.He picked up the stick that Yang Huai'an had thrown on the ground and ran forward like crazy. Listening to all kinds of sounds behind him, Zheng Quzhi felt so tired for the first time.

Not only is the body tired, the heart is more tired.

"Come on! The corner in front of you is the stair point on the map Yang Huai'an shouts some broken sound.

In panic and fear, Zheng Quzhi was distracted. The policeman is still a policeman. At this juncture, he can still be distracted to think about the stairs.

Something wet wrapped around Zheng Quzhi's ankle and climbed up his long legs.

In the distance, four figures quietly looked at this side of the chaos, giggling laughter people scalp numb. In the blink of an eye, on the corpse heap, the little girl covers her mouth on her head and looks at Zheng Quzhi and Yang Huai'an.

"Zheng Quzhi! Your legs Yang Huai'an Yu Guang almost fainted after seeing a rotten hand with only skin and flesh on the bone.

He was also attacked by a large number of corpses, which did not help Zheng Quzhi.

Naturally, Zheng Quzhi also noticed the difference in his feet. But he is a person who doesn't like to face the reality, just like when he was in hagnomura before, he would rather close his eyes and pretend to sleep than open his eyes to see the appearance of the ghost.

As a result, he red eyed and continued to run forward, completely ignoring the hand that had reached his knee.

Suddenly, the little finger of the hand steadily hooked Zheng Quzhi's pants, and the other four fingers suddenly stretched out a strange shape, like a sharp cone, which was about to stab Zheng Quzhi's leg.

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