Song Fei was woken up by a knock on the door in his sleep.

The noise outside made him have to cover his head with a quilt, but it still didn't help. The sounds were like bugs and rushing into his mind.

Even if you cover your head with a quilt, you can't isolate it.

The impatient Song Fei got up from the bed, his face full of impatience being awakened: "So annoying, what are you doing?"

I groped and found my glasses on my face, and looked at the clock hanging on the wall.

7:06 pm.

This time is just as good as it has been, at least he has been sleeping for a while, but he has to wait two or three hours before the night shift.

"What's wrong outside?"

Song Fei opened the door, and there was a mess at the door, and there was still blood in the ground, but those who made the noise were gone.

For a moment, the entire corridor became quiet.

Silence is terrible.

Seeing the blood on the ground, Song Fei hurriedly ran to the kitchen and held the kitchen knife in his hand, swallowed nervously, and walked out of the door carefully.

Perhaps because of the riot just now, the lampshade in the corridor was swaying and did not stop, and the dark yellow lights flashed.

A subtle gnawing sound came from the darkness at the end of the corridor.

It was like some ferocious beast biting flesh and blood.

Song Fei walked out nervously, holding the cell phone in one hand and clenching the kitchen knife in the other hand.

The more you go inside, the more blood comes, the louder and louder the sounds, and the whimper of the large beast echoes beside the ears.

The flashlight comes with the phone.

A bloody face turned around, dark eyes, big mouth, and blood all over his body, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Song Fei was stunned and stood there at a loss. He even became stiff because he was too scared, and his face was full of dull expression.

"roar!"

The mutated monster didn't mind the flesh and blood that came to the door, so he opened his mouth and rushed forward.

Song Fei could even smell the fishy smell that was rushing to the door, but his body could not help him at all. Under such extreme fear, his body was completely stiff.

"It's over, I'm going to die."

This is Song Fei’s last thought.

"When you are about to fight, closing your eyes is not a good choice."

A plain voice rang in Song Fei's ears.

The voice was calm, and he didn't feel any pain in his body, so he opened his eyes.

The monster that had changed halfway had indeed rushed to him, but was blocked by something, just along his cheek, blocking the attacking monster, and even nailed it firmly.

Song Fei quickly moved aside and turned around and found that it was a huge butcher knife, which was obviously a heavy weapon. The butcher knife had a pale animal spine.

What surprised him the most was the person holding a butcher knife. After comparing it, he realized that this person seemed to be shorter than him.

Wearing rubber clothes and a hockey mask, he calmly looked at the monster opposite the butcher knife.

"You..." Song Fei was about to say something.

The man holding the huge butcher knife just waved his head and the monster's head fell down.

Jiang Ye just waited in front of the hook for too long.

He waited for five minutes, and the altar hook had just stretched out the evil spirit's arm to stab the corpses of the mutant monsters, which means that it would take at least ten minutes to complete the sacrifice.

So Jiang Ye walked down and prepared to build two more hook altars on each floor to absorb monsters.

He shook the huge butcher knife in his hand, and the blood from the butcher knife was thrown on the wall.

Jiang Ye looked back and saw that although there was a lot of blood in the corridor, there seemed to be not many corpses, and there were only two or three corpses in the darkness. He murmured in confusion: "Are there any corpses on this floor?"

Song Fei swallowed, looked at Jiang Ye nervously, and his hand holding the kitchen knife was still trembling: "What is that..."

Jiang Ye looked at Song Fei and said, "I don't know, but it should be an infection around the world."

Jiang Ye put the butcher knife aside and began to transport the bodies to build an altar.

There was a lot of movement in the other houses, and Jiang Ye suddenly realized: "It turns out that people on this floor are basically hiding in the house and not coming out."

Jiang Ye brought the bodies together and took out the altar mold from his backpack.

Song Fei didn't know what the man was doing in the darkness, and he didn't want to know. He glanced at the huge butcher knife standing at the base of the wall, then walked over and held the hilt of the butcher knife.

The handle of the knife is an unknown animal's spine, but the outside is wrapped with pulp and washed with coarse cloth that is still covered with blood.

It felt a little warm as soon as it came into contact, and it also felt a matte, but he couldn't hold it up.

The two hands were exerting force together but still couldn't pick it up. The butcher knife standing next to the wall just moved slightly.

Song Fei let go of his hand in disbelief and looked at the huge butcher knife in front of him with a look of surprise: "How could it be so heavy?"

And such a heavy thing seemed as light as nothing in that person's hand, holding it in one hand with a random waving.

"How strong is he?"

When Song Fei was stunned, Jiang Ye had already planted another hook.

"Don't waste your energy. If you change, you will have a chance to pick up my weapon."

The sound made the stunned Song Fei come back to his senses and look over. When he saw Jiang Ye coming, he quickly made way.

"How did it become like this?"

"I've watched the zombie video at least, it's probably the same, but these things have obviously become more powerful than zombies." Speaking of this, Jiang Ye's eyes inevitably flashed with a little disappointment. After all, he has not encountered a powerful monster so far.

The monsters that humans mutated are still too weak and cannot match those with deep innate foundations.

If it is a monster with a dragon mutated, tsk...

Song Fei's eyes showed an incredible look. Who could believe this? He was eating hot pot, singing songs, sleeping heavily, and then the end of the world was coming.

Jiang Ye picked up the butcher knife that he placed aside and wanted to walk to the end of the corridor.

Song Fei did not be stunned but followed quickly. Although he felt that the person wearing a mask did not look like a good person, the other party was very strong, and the most important thing was that the person could communicate.

Compared to dealing with monsters, Song Fei hopes to follow the person who can communicate, and this person also has this powerful force.

There is a breathing hole on the hockey mask, and the two eyes are also very large, so Song Fei can judge the other party's identity through the exposed skin of the other party.

It seems that the other person is not the kind of person who is hard to talk to.

...

"It's strange, why is the gate closed? Where is Lao Wang?"

People who wanted to go out surrounded the lobby on the first floor, with a look of confusion on their faces. Some of them had to work night shifts, but they didn't expect to close the door at this time.

"Don't you usually close the door at twelve o'clock in the evening? Why is it so early today?"

"It can't be Lao Wang's mistaken seizure, right?"

"Where is the boss of Lao Wang?"

"Uncle, Uncle Wang?"

Two of the younger men found the security room, but the security room door was also closed, as if something was closing the security room door inside.

Unable to open the door of the security room and without opening the key to the entire building, the group stood stupidly in the lobby on this floor.

Moreover, more and more people gathered, but they did not notice the elevator behind them walking down from the upper floor.

Zhang Zhicheng walked to the door of the security room and pushed the door, but found that it was really impossible to push it open: "How could this happen?"

Although they couldn't push it open, it didn't seem like it was locked inside. Instead, it seemed like something was stuck on the door, so they couldn't open the door.

"Hey, a few people come, we will knock the door open. Uncle Wang is old. What if he locks himself in it, what if something happens?"

"Yes, it's not that something happened to Lao Wang, he is so old, what if..."

The residents around them all immediately began to introduce the article, and they didn't even whisper but just laughed and said normally.

"Come on, let's break the door."

"Yes, right, I'm going to go to work."

"Bang!"

“One or two,”

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The shouts and discussions of residents downstairs completely covered the roars and shouts of help from the upstairs, and the sound of slamming the door also offset the footsteps coming from the stairs.

It was originally a tall building, but the shouts from the dozen or so floors above could not be heard at all, let alone many people were killed by monsters that had not yet been shouted.

As the number of people hit the door increased, the steel gun in the security room that was crossed over the door gradually began to move to the side under the vibration sound.
To be continued...