Chapter 550: Doomsday (1)

Today is Saturday. As a junior student at a second-rate university in Uehara, Dong Qing was supposed to be a tutor, but yesterday the child's parents called Dong Qing to say that the child was sick and told him not to go.
So Dong Qing lost the opportunity to earn two days of living expenses.
"This kid is absolutely playful and pretending to be sick." Lying on the bed of a twenty-square-meter rental house, Dong Qing thought.
His student is a sixth-grade little boy. He is a big kid, and his mind is more alive than adults. Dong Qing is not spoofed by this little guy.
From the morning to the afternoon, Dong Qing spent in the rental house. He is an otaku, and usually holding a computer is enough for him to spend a whole day.
I didn't eat breakfast, and I had some biscuits for lunch. Until it was dark, Dong Qing's stomach rumbling.
"Why didn't Xiaoya come back?" Dong Qing looked at the sky getting darker and darker, and was worried.
He was originally a student with a moderate family background. He was lucky enough to be admitted to the university and became an arrogant college student. At school, this guy was nicknamed the dull oil bottle, but it was this dull oil bottle without the knowledge of the brothers in the dormitory. When I was in my sophomore year, I got a school girl.
Xiao Ya is one year younger than him. She is a petite girl. You can only say that she looks average, but Dong Qing thinks what class flower school flowers his girlfriend spikes. This is probably what people often say about Xi Shi.
In the first half of this year, in order to live a happy life without shame and shame with his girlfriend, Dong Qing gritted his teeth and moved out of the dormitory, and Xiaoya rented a house to live outside.
Even if the house in Uehara is a low-rent housing of about twenty years old, it is not for him, a poor student who can only afford a small amount of living expenses, so the couple have successively found part-time jobs.
In addition to the tutoring he should go to today, he still has a high school sophomore class tomorrow. That's the big one. Two hours of money is enough for him and Xiaoya to go to a buffet hot pot restaurant.
In addition, Dong Qing usually sends out flyers and substitutes at school for the sake of a better life. Tired and tired, but Dong Qing feels okay.
Looking at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, it was already 7:50 in the evening. Dong Qing was worried. Normally, Xiaoya should come back around 7:10, and the two picked up today’s dinner together. .
Xiaoya also has a part-time job. She works as a salesman in a small clothing store. She goes off work at 6:30 on weekdays and then takes the bus back to their nest.
Dong Qingren was very homely, but he cared about his girlfriend very much. He waited for another five minutes, and his heart was panicking. The computer suddenly disconnected from the network. Dong Qing fell off the mouse, put on the down coat on the hanger, and went downstairs. Stop sign and so on.
The temperature at the end of December was really cold, especially in the northern city of Uehara, Dong Qing stomped his feet, hoping to disperse his cold.
There are relatively few people around his rental house. This is a demolition area, otherwise he will not be able to temporarily rent it at a cheaper price.
However, it will not be long before renting. In two months, the government will send a demolition team. He and Xiaoya will have to run around to find a place to live next month.
The street lights flickered, and a cold wind blew, and Dong Qing's sleeves had goose bumps.
Dong Qing is actually very courageous, otherwise he would not dare to block Xiaoya at the school entrance when he was a sophomore, and confess his cheeky face to others. The quiet surroundings did not bring down Dong Qing. This is no more true when playing games.
"The forums abroad are so deserted today, is the website blocked?" Xu Shi waited for a long time
After that, Dong Qing began to divert his attention and remembered the strange things during the day today.
Dong Qing is a technical mansion among otakus. He often turns over walls to browse major foreign websites. This is a poor foreign language study. In many cases, Xiaoya translates for him.
By browsing foreign online forums, Dong Qing can chat with foreign friends about the local culture of his hometown. The network developed in the new era of technology can connect strangers thousands of miles away, and it must be said that this is a miracle.
Recalling that the computer was suddenly disconnected from the network, Dong Qing guessed which optical cable was faulty. There are so many demolition areas.
There were still no signs of traffic between the street lights at the far street, and Dong Qingyue worried about his girlfriend.
Finally, two buses drove to the stop sign where Dong Qing was.
"Fuck! This driver is drunk driving?!" The bus in front was moving forward crookedly, and the headlights kept blinking, but it actually hit Dong Qing directly.
Dong Qing escaped flexibly, only to see that the platform behind him was devastated, and even the bus stop sign was hit by the runaway bus.
Dong Qinggang, who was on the verge of death, was about to yell at him and saw that his scalp was numb.
Through the windshield on the side of the bus, Dong Qing saw how it was inside the bus.
A blood-covered middle-aged woman stretched out her right hand in pain and seemed to be calling for help from Dong Qing outside the car. Behind her, a few humans with pale skin, deep eyes, and no eyesight but dark eyes were digging indiscriminately. What to eat.
Dong Qing had a nausea because he recognized that the strange-looking guys were stuffing the middle-aged woman's intestines into his mouth.
With the trembling of his hands unnatural, Dong Qing stumbled backwards and stumbled backwards, only to wink in a blink of an eye. The middle body of the middle-aged woman was eaten by those few people.
At this time, the middle-aged woman was not dead. She was using her right hand to pat the windshield of the bus weakly, hoping to get help from outsiders.
Dong Qing recognized that the middle-aged woman's mouth was "Save Me", but Dong Qing, who was frightened by the situation in front of him, could reasonably save people. He looked around the situation in the car through the car window. Broken limbs and broken arms everywhere.
The whole car was originally about a dozen people, and now the only one is still complete, except for the middle-aged woman who was gradually separated from the body in front of Dong Qing, and a big bit of the ear and chin that was bitten off, and the driver who did not know the life and death.
Dong Qing didn't know that these monsters resembling ghosts and ghosts were not considered humans, but their crazy behavior and expressions gave Dong Qing a terrified sense of turning around.
With a trembling body, Dong Qing even hurriedly crawled to his home, and everything in front of him was terrible. In the past, Dong Qing hadn’t even killed a chicken. Suddenly, he saw such a and disgusting scene. Dong Qing almost wanted to eat yesterday’s meal Spit it out.
Just two seconds after the U-turn, a hurried panic scream came from the bus behind.
Unlike the forward route of the drunk bus in front of the bus, the bus behind was dangerously and dangerously parked by the platform, before it was completely stopped, the front door opened wide, and several people ran out from inside.
"It's killing!"
"Run!"
"Release my wife!"
"Cannibal monster!"
"Help!"
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Originally a turn
Dong Qing, who could leave this street corner, was stagnant, and he heard Xiaoya's cry for help.
The pace of running forward gradually slowed down, and Dong Qing remembered the middle-aged woman who was eaten raw in front of him just now, and the monsters on another bus who ate indiscriminately.
His face gradually twisted, Dong Qing shivered and shouted, "Ah! Xiaoya, I'm here!"
Shouting, Dong Qing turned around and ran back.
The scene inside the bus in the back is obviously better than the one in the front, and there is only one living dead person visually mutated.
Now, the living dead person transformed by the negative energy storm is just like a gecko, lying on the floor of the last seat on all fours, and under its body, two or three humans falling in the pool of blood, the body is happening Unconscious twitching.
The living dead stared at the humans around it with their dark eyes, while biting down on two bites, their belly swelled at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the bodies of several humans in the pool of blood were gradually bitten and incomplete.
"Ah! Brute! You return my wife!" A black-bearded middle-aged man was the first to look down, only to see him looking around, pulling the slap-sized broken window hammer from the bus wall, the only thing that worked Weapons, and then screamed at the living dead.
The black-bearded middle-aged man may be scared. His movements are too stiff, and he is not waiting for him to approach the living dead person. The living dead person who is flexible like a lizard kicks up after a jump, and looks like a black-bearded middle-aged man's face from the side. Pounce.
"Poof!" Like a blade inserted in a tangerine, and like a watermelon being ripped, the nose and mouth of a middle-aged man were chewed and bitten by the living dead in a flash, and swallowed into the abdomen.
After staggering two steps, the middle-aged man finally fell down.
And his pocket-broken hammer didn't attack the living dead until he died.
After killing the human in front of him, he had more rations. The living dead did not rush to kill the others in the carriage, but slowly crawled back to their original position and continued to eat the food they had not finished.
The movement in the carriage made Dong Qing, who had just returned, look at it. He looked around and saw Xiaoya near the door.
However, Xiaoya is still unable to come out for the time being. Everyone has just seen the scene where the living dead killed the black-bearded middle-aged man in an instant. Everyone is crazy to escape.
No one dared to go to the back door of the bus. Now the only thing that can be called an exit is the front door.
A few big men squeezed forward, and it was difficult for the people behind to come up with it.
Others wanted to break through the window, but the only broken window hammer was in the hands of the dead Han, and now no one dared to move the corpse.
Originally, even if there were more than a dozen people, they only had to walk in order, and they ran out a few seconds faster, but at the critical moment of life and death, whoever remembers the order, everyone wants to rush out first.
Perhaps the movement of the gang was too great, annoying the living dead who were eating there, kicking away the shattered corpse like a broken basket under his feet, and the living dead slowly approached the others in the car.
A few timid girls were stunned on the spot, and a few big men were not much better. Fighting under the gums, pushing and pushing were even harder.
"Go away!"
"Don't block Laozi Road!"
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Dong Qing's girlfriend Xiaoya's pale blue clothes showed a lot of blood stains, which should be contaminated by others. This girl was directly frightened by the living dead approaching step by step.
"Xiaoya! Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Dong Qing shouted outside the car.