Chapter 477

Not only the yard next door, but also the people in other yards heard the shouting of speakers and thought that many people had come to rescue.

Hurriedly shouted for help.

The whole village was silent half an hour ago. Now there is a cry for help in every yard.

Even some people found that the zombie guarding the yard was missing, so they tried to break the window and prepare to run out.

Unfortunately, the zombie villagers outside roared again and immediately suppressed everyone's cry for help.

In an instant, a basin of cold water poured on the survivors' heads.

They may never escape.

These imprisoned survivors were drawn blood and fed to the zombies every day. Everyone's face was pale and extremely thin.

At the end of the world, there were no meat dishes for them. What they ate was spinach and what they took out was bright red blood.

No one can stand this.

Every time someone dies from drawing blood, that person will be eaten by a zombie.

The huge mental pressure and daily blood drawing make everyone's face look dead.

Listless all day, waiting to die.

His eyes were filled with despair.

I thought I would never get out of it, and I couldn't protect myself in the last world. Who would risk their lives to save them who were kept in the zombie heap?

From the first hope that there are troops or security base powers to help, to the later despair.

Now, I see hope again!

At the thought of coming out immediately, someone came to rescue, and the dead people were full of strength again.

Windows and doors are easy to break.

Just... The zombie villagers crowded around the bus roared back to their homes before those people ran out.

They fade like the tide, just like when humans, and return to their homes with their wives and children.

In each courtyard, zombies were found again. They stood here, blocking the way of those who were kept in captivity.

Those guarded by ordinary zombies are basically ordinary people. Their faces are like dishes and they have no strength to resist.

What's more, they know that there is a Zombie King in this village.

They can't see who saved them, and they don't know whether the people in the village can defeat the Zombie King!

Therefore, even if they broke the doors and windows, they quietly locked themselves and continued to stay in the house.

There are still some needles in the room, which looks particularly dazzling.

After a while, they should draw their own blood with a needle and throw it to the zombie outside.

The captive people stood silently in the room, listening to the movement outside, more and more desperate.

Yeah!

Even if someone came to save them, could they kill a whole village of zombies?

Moreover, there is as like as two peas of the dead.

The village was quiet again. Even ordinary zombies no longer roared. They returned to their home and looked ferocious, waiting for food for a while.

This side of the bus.

Bai Anhai continued to shout with a horn.

The whole village became quiet again. There was no sound except Bai Anhai's shouting.

At a glance, there was no evidence of the existence of zombies except the black blood left by zombies on the ground and on the surface of buses.

Strangely, no matter how Bai Anhai shouted, there was still no response in the yard in front of him.

Even if Bai Anhai has said to tear up the ticket for the Zombie King's father, the Zombie King still has no response.

"You don't have to work in vain. My son won't come out."

When the old man said this, a touch of relief flashed in his eyes, with some disappointment.

I hope my son doesn't come out and save himself from being hurt by these people.

He also felt that his position in his son's heart was so low that he didn't care about himself.

"Your son is a zombie and killed so many people!" Bai Zhengxuan glanced at the second floor building.

Bai Zhengxuan is worried about Lao Wang and Liu. He is afraid that they will become zombies by accident.

"Then you are not allowed to hurt my son! He will always be the best in my heart!" the old man was very proud when he said this.

When you look at the white family, it is full of hostility.

Those who hurt his son are bad people.

Just like when the villagers wanted to hurt their son, he never said a plea to his son.

"Ha ha!"

Bai Zhengxuan sneered twice and didn't want to talk to the old man.

The Zombie King who wantonly turns humans into zombies is ultimately the enemy of mankind. Even if they don't fight today, sooner or later, humans will come to eliminate them!

"Dad, you may have some reaction when you shout Uncle Wang and Liu!" Bai Yifan glanced at the small building in front of him and scratched his head.

I don't know how the two gentlemen are!

"Uncle Wang! Uncle Liu! Are you in there? If you're in there, you'll make a squeak!" Bai Anhai continued with his horn.

Old man Bai Zhengxuan stood by the window and listened carefully.

I'm afraid to hear the cries of Uncle Wang and Liu.

Unfortunately, there was no response this time.

"Uncle Wang, uncle Liu, dinner is ready! Dumplings stuffed with pork and scallion!"

Bai Anhai shouted with his trumpet supporting the two-story building in front of him.

There was still no movement.

In a small building on the second floor.

A young man in his twenties was sitting lazily on the sofa, with more than a dozen zombies standing beside him.

These zombies don't look like villagers in the village.

Their suits and shoes, even if their suits are broken, we can see that they must have been white-collar workers.

These are his former colleagues.

After becoming a zombie, he used his appearance to confuse everyone and make them think they are human. When they didn't pay attention, he put his blood in the food of all his colleagues.

Not only that, but also he turned the villagers into zombies.

"People outside should also be powers?" the young man smiled. "Their blood must be better than ordinary people's, but..."

The young man paused and looked at his former colleagues. "They caught my father. What should I do?"

When talking, there was no worried expression on the young face, but only the desire for blood.

Once he was also a filial child.

But the zombie virus turned him into a cold-blooded animal. He could no longer feel the feelings of father and son and any feelings.

All human feelings become anger and bloodthirsty.

He hated the feeling, too lonely and too difficult to control.

His appearance is very human, but he is not human.

After discovering that he had become a zombie, he looked at his former colleagues. In addition to longing for their flesh and blood, he also hoped that they would become zombies like himself.

So I'm not alone.

Then he really turned all his colleagues into zombies.

However, my heart is still lonely.

Because those colleagues are ordinary zombies without their own consciousness, even if they communicate with them with brain waves, they can only feel the same bloodthirsty impulse in their brains.

He thought, probably because he didn't go home, so he was lonely!

Now he is dead. Maybe he won't be too lonely when he comes home.

He's still wrong.