Chapter 11: Garbage should be fed to zombies

No matter what they thought, Yang Hao kicked three people all the way behind.
Rolling down the stairs, the damage was doubled, the bones broke a few, and the stairs were stained with blood
Screaming again and again, but did not dare to have any refutation.
In the eyes of the three of them, Yang Hao was a fierce man with a machete. Following behind, kicking a heavy kick from time to time, it is really hard to endure!
In order to survive, gritted his teeth and tried his best to move towards the door.
After all, Su Dongzhou was in his sixties, even if he was well maintained, he couldn't bear such torture.
He had broken bones everywhere, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, painful.
So naturally fell at the end and suffered more blows.
There is endless misery in my heart, I can't wait to kill them immediately.
Yang Hao followed, no matter who it was, he would not let it go if he could. In every kick, there must be attribute points that fall.
If it weren't for the attribute lightball, they would have been killed long ago.
In three full minutes, they were rushed all the way to outside the office building.
"You scumbags should die in the mouths of zombies, get out!"
Yang Hao, who was full of rewards, screamed, locked the door, and walked to the third floor.
Seeing that the safe world was quarantined, Gu Yu squatted on the ground and shouted sadly:
"Ah... it hurts me to death, Nima, Yang Hao, you have to die, you are divided by countless zombies!"
The young man protects himself best and suffers the least injuries. He slapped him hard and shouted in a low voice:
"Don't shout, do you want to bring zombies over? The outside world is extremely cruel!"
Then he staggered to his feet, looking for a chance to escape.
The outside is more dangerous than the inside of the room. Don't be careless, try to find a safe place.
I saw a pickup truck in front, but it was already in tatters. It is estimated that Yang Hao had come and drove away, leaving him trapped here.
"Patter!"
"Ouch!"
Gu Yu also saw the pickup. The two wanted to escape, but they didn't see the terrifying zombies under their feet, both kneeling in the black liquid.
When seeing the corpse whose head had been cut off by the faint light of the sky, both of them spit out frantically.
It wasn't until there was nothing more in the stomach that he hurriedly went to the pickup.
"Wait for me, wait for me!"
Su Dongzhou was behind, the most injured, listening to the roar of various zombies behind him, his legs were already weak in fright, unable to keep up with them, and he yelled nervously.
"Hehe, hehe..."
In just one minute, there were zombies smelling the smell of living people rushing over from behind.
At night, their speed was much slower, but still faster than the three injured, and four rushed over.
"You die! Go away!"
Gu Yu was already in the car, closed the car door tightly, and shouted.
I took out the phone to light up, luckily found that the car key was there, and immediately asked the young man to drive.
"Gu Yu, I want to get rid of your office director, Wangba, I want to fire you! Save... Ah, oh..."
Su Dongzhou's roar and screams added countless coldness and chill to the dark night.
Yang Hao, who had just walked to the window, heard the situation outside, saw the pickup being driven away, and saw Su Dongzhou being torn to pieces by the zombies.
I watched it for a while, until the pickup completely disappeared, with many zombies behind, and quickly moved away.
He couldn't help but smile, muttering:
"The wicked should die! I might be able to feel better tomorrow!"
"Yang Hao, can you close the window? I'm afraid!"
Ye Fenghua's cowering voice sounded in the room.
Yang Hao is absolutely fierce and evil, holding a heavy machete in his right hand and a cyan half-moon axe on his back. The image is too scary.
It might be that the voice was too small for Yang Hao to hear, or it might be that he wanted to observe more carefully and ignored Ye Fenghua.
She didn't dare to speak anymore, hiding in the corner of the dilapidated room, staring at Yang Hao's back with fear and shaking.
Yang Hao glanced around. The entire vocational and technical school was completely dark, and only him was a little bit shining.
"Hehehe..."
"what……"
"Help……"
The roar of zombies and the screams of human beings on the verge of death merged together and rushed into his ears.
Yang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was asking the system to open the properties panel:
"Yang Hao: ordinary people
Strength: 289
Speed: 39.9
Spirit: 33.9
Weapons: Seven Star Machete, Titanium Chrome Dagger, Crescent Axe
Item: Stimulating pills! "
Now the power is close to four times that of ordinary people, but it is still in the category of ordinary people, but at least there are more means to save lives.
It only takes three seconds to reach 100 meters, which is absolutely appalling. It is estimated that speed alone can win the battle.
Of course, the real running speed may not be so fast, and there are many kinds of interference sound speeds.
All this is the capital he can survive in the end times.
Close the windows and draw the heavy curtains to block the light, only then did I think of the rest.
"Boom!"
The heavy backpack was placed on the three-meter-long desk by him, making Ye Fenghua tremble.
He put the Seven Star Machete next to him, took off his tattered clothes, and only half sleeves remained.
At the end of April, the temperature in Jiangzhou is already over ten degrees, and he feels very hot.
However, Ye Fenghua next to him was nervous, and his body was completely attached to the wall, his eyes staring at Yang Hao with infinite fear.
She thought that Yang Hao, like the Su Dongzhou trio just now, had wronged her intentions.
Yang Hao took a cooked chicken drumstick, opened a bag of bread, and chewed it on his own.
Tensed throughout the afternoon, he kept killing zombies and was starving early.
After eating a big bite, his eyes widened, his neck stretched, and barely choked down. For the first time, he looked straight at Ye Fenghua and asked:
"Where is your water, bring me a bottle!"
He believed that four people lived for three days and it was absolutely impossible to eat all the food. Use as little food as possible in your backpack.
"I, I'll get it now!"
The beautiful teacher, who was once chased by people, stood up tremblingly, walked to the hidden kitchen on the side of the wall, and took out a bottle of Nongfu Spring.
He flinched and placed it on his desk far away.
I have never been so scared of a person like I am now, and I still look down on the dormitory teacher on weekdays.
Yang Hao looked at her cowering, there was a weaker attraction than when she was just forced by the three men.
His face deliberately sank and said:
"What are you doing, hurry up!"
I was actually a little thirsty and the food was still stuck in my throat.
The water bottle in Ye Fenghua's hand almost fell to the ground, his face was full of fear, tears came from his big eyes, and he immediately put the water bottle on the table.
Wearing a black office suit, she added countless temptations at this moment.
She made Yang Hao almost forget the goddess in her heart. She took the water bottle quickly, opened her neck, and poured it into her mouth.
The movement is too fast and the power is not under control.
Ye Fenghua felt that he was extremely rough and savage, and he staggered in fright, unable to hold his heels, and turned in the direction of Yang Hao.
After drinking two sips of water, Ye Fenghua's soft body couldn't help but hit him.
With nephrite in his arms, Yang Hao's eyes widened instantly.
After drinking water, his movements were stagnant, and he suddenly choked.
"Cough cough cough..."
The water in her mouth sprayed on the woman in front of her, still coughing violently.
But Ye Fenghua was frightened, got up quickly, patted his body constantly, and apologized quickly:
"Sorry, sorry...I..."
She had already thought of one hundred and eighty scenes of being beaten, forced, and tortured in her heart.
Shaking all over, almost unable to stand, he was about to kneel down.