Chapter 551: Doomsday (2)

Dong Qing, who had just ran out of the bus, glanced left and right, and finally found a shovel in his hand in the corner of the broken brick on the roadside.
At this time, Dong Qing was very fortunate that this area was a demolition area. This shovel was dropped by the workers who were working during the day.
The tragedy in the car was about to be staged. Dong Qing took a deep breath outside the car and held his shovel with a red face and smashed it into the bus window.
"No!"
"do not!"
A few passengers who had just escaped from the bus saw Dong Qing's crazy behavior and yelled in a hurry.
But they shouted too late. With Dong Qing's twelve points of effort, the unreliable window on the side of the bus was finally smashed by him.
"Boom!" A huge knock made the living dead approaching in the carriage, and he turned to look at Dong Qing.
Seen by the living dead, Dong Qing's soul was furious. He seemed to see the human beings who were swallowed alive by the dark eyes of the living dead, and he seemed to see that he would be their end.
The living dead stopped, bent his hind legs, and faced Dong Qing. After a second of charging, he ejected at a very rapid rate. He saw Dong Qing's half-open mouth, and the living dead bang! After a bang, he was completely crushed.
And the living dead who escaped from the bus also rushed to Dong Qing without any loss.
At the critical moment, Dong Qing was filled with seven points of fear and three points of anger. He felt his heart rate very clearly, and his potential was forced out. When he saw Xiaoya in the car throwing his worried eyes, Dong Qing Yi gritted his teeth and used all his strength again, shoveling the shovel forward suddenly.
The speed of the living dead is too fast, and Dong Qing can't catch him at all. He can only bet that his shovel just hits the living dead.
Destiny always favors wise men and brave men. Dong Qing is not a wise man, but he lives and dies in order to love a woman.
"Slap!" The shovel hit the dead man's head with precision and force.
The effects of force are mutual. The rapidity of the living dead rushing to Dong Qing becomes the sickle of the death of the living dead after Dong Qing successfully hits it with a shovel.
Under the action of such kinetic energy, the shovel was inserted into the forehead of the living dead about three centimeters as if cutting tofu.
The living dead who was severely wounded twisted his body violently, but he didn't die in this way, but fled to the distance quickly on all fours, and the shovel was led by the living dead, and he took it out of Dong Qing's hands.
Regardless of the hot and painful hand, Dong Qing, who had come back to the scene, ran to the bus and took Xiaoya in the compartment from the place where the living dead broke the window.
"Woo, are you okay, woo?" Xiaoya was completely crying as a tearful at this time, her tears were both frightened and moved.
Dong Qing ignored the scene of saving himself from life and death, leaving an indelible impression in Xiaoya's heart.
"No, it's okay." Cold sweat dripped straight down on his forehead, Dong Qing said flatly.
Looking at Xiaoya's tears in her arms, Dong Qing felt that she was worth it for her life.
"Little brother, you are amazing!"
"You drove it away?!"
"Quick alarm! Alarm!"
"No phone signal!"
"It's still this young man!"
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Those who escaped from the bus would come around and thank Dong Qing.
Because it was night, the sky was dark, and the street lights next to the street were far apart. Under the bright yellow street lights, this blood-stained group of people made Dong Qing full of horror and strangeness.
Fortunately, Xiaoya's warm body can't be faked. Dong Qing knows he's not having a nightmare.
"This is all right. Three people died, and the alarm phone couldn't be reached." One of the men said.
"Let's not leave, it will be convenient for the police to come to record the confession later," someone suggested.
Of course, there are also people who show disdain, this place is so dangerous, they are too much in a minute, what if the monster comes back.
"What is that thing? How did it appear on the bus?" Dong Qing deserved to be a college student, and he quickly adjusted and asked the group of people.
"I don't know, it suddenly appeared and grabbed and bite." A passenger said, and he showed him the bitten black shoulder. The man was lucky that his arm was not directly bitten. Down.
"It seems to have become a person, I saw it, and it is still wearing clothes." Another passenger answered.
"Yeah, yeah, I also saw that the man suddenly rolled on the ground for a long time, then got up and changed his appearance and started biting." Another said.
These people said to Dong Qing in three words, in their view that Dong Qing, who can drive away monsters, is like a patron saint.
"Suddenly?" Dong Qing frowned, and he looked up to the person who said this.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Dong Qing immediately mentions it.
I saw that under the dark street lights, more than half of the dozens of people around them had sunken eyes, and their eyes were getting darker and darker. If it wasn't for the corners of the eyes that there was a little bit of white eyes left, Dong Qing thought they would become monsters.
But now it hasn't changed, and it's almost too fast, because that little white eye is slowly disappearing in Dong Qing's frightened eyes.
"Little brother, do you know what's going on?" The passenger who spoke first reached out and shot Dong Qing's shoulder.
Seeing that the hand of this "person" was about to touch himself, Dong Qingguai screamed, pushed away immediately, and then lifted the shovel at his foot as a warning sign.
The half-living dead who didn't know the body was mutating looked at Dong Qing strangely.
Being stared at by this man, Dong Qing's heart tightened, and he immediately realized that there were others around him that he cared about, and hurriedly turned to look at Xiaoya.
Fortunately, Xiaoya, like the other half of the people here, did not mutate, but his face was scared a little white.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of not far away awakened the crowd.
Dong Qing looked over there again. It turned out that it was the first movement in the bus. Reminiscing about the variant living dead inside, Dong Qing pulled Xiaoya and ran to the alley not far away.
No matter whether it is a living dead person in that bus, or one of the dozen people on the scene that has not been mutated, these monsters are not something that Dong Qing can deal with.
But at this time, Dong Qing didn't just run on his own, he turned his head and shouted, "Run! There are monsters!"
Among those dozens of people, there are still a few people like him and Xiaoya who have no signs of mutation. Dong Qing can’t save them, but the reminder can be done.
Sure enough, when I heard Dong Qing said there were still monsters, the dozen or so people who stopped at the place suddenly panicked. For a moment, whether it was a half-living dead person who was mutating, or not
Normal humans with mutations all turned into birds and beasts and ran in all directions.
"Bang!" The bus door was finally broken, and a few living dead from the fish sniffed in all directions, and then chased away in the direction of people's escape.
They are the first car that can't bear the negative energy storm mutation. There are a lot of live dead people. There are dozens of passengers in the car. They are not enough for these dead people. They must find any meat that can fill their stomachs.
Running all the way, Dong Qing pulled Xiaoya, no matter he was still bleeding palms, struggling towards the direction of their rental house.
On the way to escape, Dong Qing tried to pick out the little alleys that were inaccessible, because he felt that the monsters were all human beings, and they ran to crowded places, but they were dangerous.
After living in the demolition area for a small period of six months, Dong Qing had figured out this piece well, and escaped without dragging the mud.
Xiaoya, who was pulled by him, was about the same. After the initial panic and fear, now with the protection of his sweetheart, Xiaoya also recovered, supporting her trembling legs, trying to keep up with Dong Qing's speed.
Dong Qing's approach was correct. What he did not know was that after being separated from the group of people on the bus, in less than two minutes, the group of half-living dead had mutated, and some of them were like lizards on the ground. The muscles of his arms bulge like a dysplastic giant, and some of his movements are stiff and slow.
The newly-generated group of living and dead people are following the mutated predecessors with great interest, and begin to hunt and kill the living things around them.
A storm of blood was floating in the sky above the demolition area. Dong Qing did not know whether this disaster happened only in this piece, or whether there was a disturbance in the entire Uehara city, otherwise why the police did not arrive.
Dong Qing, who took Xiaoya to his home and fled, because he always turned to a place with few people, five minutes away, he ran for ten minutes before he saw his iron gate.
This is a small courtyard similar to the Siheyuan. The main family has moved out. President Lin Lin has received six or seven tenants like Dong Qing. Dong Qing and Xiaoya live in a decent corner house on the second floor.
Dong Qing gradually slowed down, because he had a more sensitive nose, and he smelled a smell again.
Half-squatted, Dong Qing grunted Xiao Yabi with his mouth.
He looked over quietly and saw five or six corpses lying upside down in the courtyard, and three living dead people standing there staring staring at the one-meter-sized yellow-haired animal in the courtyard.
Dong Qing's heart tightened. He couldn't deal with a living dead person. This time there are three. He and Xiaoya still have a life.
But if they don’t go home, where can they go again? The whole area is unsafe. On the way to escape, Dong Qing heard no less than ten calls for help and howling.
Only that warm little nest can make Dong Qing feel a little more secure.
He dared to look into the courtyard again. This time he looked more carefully. The bodies that fell on the ground were all the neighbors of the past. Their bodies were broken and their internal organs flew away. They were obviously eaten. Too.
And the three greasy faces of the living dead standing in the courtyard, and the jaw dropping blood, all show that they are the culprits.
Dong Qing set his sights on the yellow-haired animals surrounded by the three living dead.
"A Huang?" Dong Qing was surprised and quickly covered his mouth to prevent the voice from leaking.
How is this possible, is this still the skinny, skinny dog ​​with ugly hair?