Chapter 61
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After the response inside the elevator, the percussion outside the elevator did not appear again. Instead, there was a very subtle metal scratching sound - Qi Yan inserted the blade into the gap between the doors!
Although he can't see it, he knows it.
He can even make up Qi Yan's decisive and powerful actions, his cautious and resolute eyes, and his perseverance when he fails to achieve his goal.
Once upon a time, Song Fei thought that all of these were "too strong". Life is not a playground, but life is not a war. It's not right to be free and unfettered, but Qi Yan's idea of doing the best in everything makes life lose a lot of flavor.
Until the tide of corpses broke out.
These qualities make Qi Yan the most secure partner, the most reliable friend and the most fearless soldier.
Song Fei found that he actually changed a concept.
Casual carefree and extreme self-discipline are never two life attitudes that can be countered, although they seem to be so relative, as if the choice is only in the individual's life preferences. But the truth is that people who choose the former never think about it, while people who choose the latter often think about it.
Because the latter is more difficult than the former in practice.
The blade should be inserted into the middle and upper part of the elevator door, because when a little moonlight penetrated through the crack of the open door, Song Fei and he Zhiwen still didn't see the blade. And when they pry the car door, they try to succeed in the middle and upper part, so they can't do anything when they face the interlayer door which only shows the lower part.
The gap of the door between the floors becomes wider and wider at a slow and even speed until it is enough to accommodate a person's shoulder.
In the next second, the door opener quickly fell down and showed his face in the crack.
With the light on his back, he could not see Qi Yan's whole face clearly from Song Fei's point of view. To be exact, the upper half of his face was completely shrouded in darkness, and only the part from nose to mouth could barely see the outline.
But in this way, his eyes became hot. This mouth he chewed 800 back and forth, this bridge of the nose he will print to the brain, just look at the nose and mouth has been unable to hold ah!
Lips moved and moved, as if there were thousands of words, but I didn't know where to start.
Qi Yan felt the excitement of Song Fei. If Song Fei engraved his nose and mouth in his brain, he should have tattooed Song Fei on the heart valve. Every heartbeat, this guy would move and never die.
But now is not the time to speak. Even if you think about it again, you have to bear it.
Shh.
Qi Yan quickly put his index finger up to his lips to stop Song Fei's words.
But it seems that Song Fei is not reconciled and wants to open his mouth.
Qi Yan frowned, his index finger pressed to his lips again, and gave a strong warning!
Song feihuo went out: "I don't want to talk, but you have two feet standing beside you!"
Qi Yan suddenly a Lin, sharp sense of the side of the cool wind, a side rolling dragon, let the comer pounce on the air!
Rolling to one side, Qi Yan quickly stood up, while the zombie still struggled and didn't get up. He was wearing a black coat. In the dark light, he couldn't see whether it was a sweater or a cotton padded jacket. In Qi Yan's eyes, it was just a black shadow, like a ghost, just like its appearance!
Without hesitation, Qi Yan shot in. It was aimed at the back of the head, but it was out of alignment in the shadow, and it seemed that it poked into the back of the neck. The zombie suddenly turned around and bade the blade out of his skin!
Qi Yan held the gun tightly from the beginning to the end, so he was not affected by this area, so he took the gun back decisively. When the zombie came again, he hit the other side in the chest and shook to the side. The Zombie's feet were unstable and fell to the ground. Qi Yan pulls out the blade and doesn't give the other side another chance. The third shot goes straight into the temple.
However, the zombie fell, which means there will be thousands of zombies coming!
Fortunately, Song Fei and he Zhiwen don't open the car door in advance, which makes Qi Yan save a process.
So at this moment, he did not hesitate to kneel down on his knees. As soon as he threw the blade, he put his arm down into the car. His voice was quick but firm: "give me your hand!"
Song Fei is almost rippling to grasp Qi Yan, and in the temperature of ex palm, he once again uses yuan Shen to slap his countless ears - this kind of two meter eight man, you break up with each other, are you stupid? Yes, no, yes, silly, force?!
The instinct of survival revives Song Fei and he Zhiwen in an instant. The dispirited and decadent people waiting to die before are all replaced by energetic spirit and vigorous skills. In a twinkling of an eye, they return to the ground!
But obviously, there have been zombies running here because of the previous fighting and voice. There are more than one step!
The three came to the corner of the elevator and looked around. The night extends from the middle of the corridor to both sides, from light to deep, and finally to darkness. They can only judge that the sound is coming from the right, but they can't see any entity at all.
Song Fei and he Zhiwen are totally unfamiliar with the war situation of this building, and dare not act rashly at this time. Qi Yan stood in front of them, staring at the direction of the sound source, as if waiting and brewing.Song Fei suddenly understood, Qi Yan has a move!
But he Zhi didn't understand. He was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out. He unconsciously grasped his comrades in arms. As a result, song's comrades in arms gave him a bright look of "although I put my heart in my stomach", and I don't know where I got my confidence!
This catch a look, Qi Yan suddenly action. Don't know where to get a plastic bag what ghost, suddenly scattered to the other side of the corridor!
The clear and crisp bouncing sound instantly resounded, and with the beating ball moving forward, jubilant as a stream.
It's table tennis!
At the same time, he found that Qi Yan still held the plastic bag in his hand, and the most one-third of the plastic bag just spilled out.
But it's enough for the zombies to play.
The three men silently retreated to the side of the door between the floors, kept away from the corridor as far as possible, and held their breath until more than a dozen zombies came from the right side and continued to chase the left side.
About a minute later, when the last Zombie's footstep was so far away that it could hardly be heard, Qi Yan suddenly pulled Song Fei up and ran to the right side of the empty corridor!
Song Fei didn't know why, but he trusted each other completely, so he asked with an empty hand. The three comrades in arms ran hand in hand, and soon entered an empty classroom.
This is a small self-study room. Several tables and chairs are crooked in the moonlight. Some of the desks are scattered with straw paper. They are silent about the hard work and concentration of the students who worked hard here.
Such classrooms are rarely locked during the day and night, because the most valuable ones are desks and chairs. However, they are not made of huanghuali or jinsinan, so there is no security.
But now it's different.
The three little friends closed the door and locked it at the first time.
The classroom is not big. The side next to the corridor is the wall. There are no windows. So after locking the door and putting on a few tables, it is safe for the time being.
Qi Yan took out the flashlight from the zipper pocket of his coat, which he didn't want to use several times, and opened it.
The imported flashlight, originally owned by Ren Zhe, is worthy of being a high-end product. Qi Yan has been adjusted to a medium or low gear for the sake of power saving, and still reflects half of the classrooms.
He Zhiwen recognized the familiar environment at a glance: "this is the seventh floor."
"Oh." Song Fei answered casually. He is more concerned about Qi Yan now than about the floor.
Turning his head slightly, Song Fei finally sees Qi Yan's face for the first time.
As a result, the appearance of the other party scared him.
's hair is all wet, and a face is just like the one just coming out of the water. The pretty eyelash has been made up of several sticks by water. It looks like a girl's mascara is not brushed. Her face is white and red, white is not very healthy, and red is not very normal.
And in his surprise, another bead of water slipped from Qi Yan's sideburns to his chin, and then fell from his chin to the ground.
"Outside Is it raining? " As soon as the words came out, Song Fei also felt very stupid. Because you can see the window facing the night sky when you look up, you can't even see a raindrop on the glass.
Qi Yan was stunned. Hated by both man and God, he make complaints about Song Fei's deliberation. He only thought that the goods were deliberately Tucao, and make complaints about him after he had sacrificed his life.
"Well, it's very heavy."
Qi Yan's tone was so light that it was almost gentle. He Zhi asked with a confused face.
No, since Song Fei asked about the weather, he couldn't keep up with his comrades in arms.
Song Fei swallows his saliva. His intuition is not good.
Qi Yan's anger can be divided into several levels. The primary anger is shown as hating others, how to be happy and how to be angry. However, extreme anger is restrained. Moreover, the colder the tone is, the higher the anger value is.
But I didn't do anything to pull hatred?
Even if it didn't rain outside, I asked a stupid question, but it was this man who was full of water first. He was stupid and couldn't figure out the reason. If he guessed wrong, it wasn't a great crime wait!
Song Fei is suddenly stunned, and his brain seems to open in an instant. Without saying a word, he steps forward to Qi Yan, reaches out his hand and probes into Qi Yan's clothes hem from behind. Before the other party has time to respond, he has already firmly touched the back of the other party.
One hand is wet.
Regardless of Qi Yan's evasion, Song Fei goes all the way up. If it's a freeloader, it should be wiping his ex boyfriend's whole back.
However, for the first time, Song Fei didn't have the idea of joking in the touch.
Even, every time he went up a bit, he twisted his heart.
Qi Yan was sweating all over his back.
How long does it take to rush to the seventh floor? One Minute? Two minutes? Three minutes? But what if it's blocked? Go back and continue? Not once, twice? Not twice, three times? Three times no, four times?
There is no rain outside.
Only a fool, after they were shut down the elevator, kept rescuing for five and a half hours.Holding Qi Yan in his arms, Song Fei tried his best: "I..."
"You wait."
Although he was caught off guard, Qi Yan resolutely interrupted his ex boyfriend and struggled to break away from his passionate embrace. At the same time, he pulled out the claws that still stayed on his back.
Song Fei's surging emotional torrent was cut off by Qi's dam. For a moment, he couldn't keep up with his emotion. He was struggling between convergence of wisdom and continued to fight.
In fact, Qi Yan didn't think it was that complicated. Song Fei's drawing wind rises at will and closes at any time. It belongs to their daily interest. It doesn't affect the quality of their interest sooner or later.
However, the journey of another comrade in arms can't be delayed any longer
Gewu downstairs, apple tree.
Zhao he felt that he had been integrated with the tree. He could even close his eyes to see the beautiful appearance of the tree with luxuriant leaves and rich fruits.
His body is very cold, and his down jacket should be able to carry some wind, but the temperature is getting lower and lower, and he dare not move anywhere except his mouth - this tree has not broken a branch from the beginning to now, which is the reward of God for his steadiness. If Mount Tai moves, God will be angry, maybe all his previous achievements will be wasted.
Zhao he is not afraid of landing, just afraid of falling into the arms of dozens of fans below.
They loved him so much that he was afraid that there would be no bones left.
In the half night time, Zhao he has established deep feelings with the zombies under the tree. He can even recognize at least one third of the faces accurately. Even if they are moving and changing with the rhythm, he can find them out at a glance in the vast sea of corpses.
"Don't look at me so expectantly. I haven't finished yet, or we'll talk about another ten yuan."
As early as two hours ago, Zhao he changed from singing to rap. Otherwise, not only his voice can't stand it, his physical strength can't support it, and his NIMA quku is not enough. Fortunately, the audience gave them a lot of face. I don't know if their long time together also made them have some kind of attachment. Now no matter Zhao he is singing or chatting, they are very supportive, eyes focused and body warm.
"Fuck, it's you again!" Zhao he angrily stabbed off the woolen sweater zombie who tried to climb the tree for the nth time. "I'm too lazy to work hard now. I'm really rude to come up again. You can believe it or not."
After that, he looked at the direction of the front door, with a complicated sigh, unable to hide his fatigue.
"Don't worry," Zhao he said, looking at the zombies under the tree, as if they could really understand. "Xiao Qi will come out again soon. It's been dozens of times. Why haven't you figured out the rules yet? "
But
Zhao he looked at the door again. It was still empty and quiet.
"It's a bit long this time."
In fact, Zhao he is giving himself relief.
After all, Qi Yan spent the longest time in the building, which was not as long as this time. Of course, if it's because of finding Song Fei, it's a celebration for all. But I'm afraid that Song Fei won't be found, but Qi Yan, for some reason, can't go out and launch the 101st charge any more.
Zhao he felt that he could not bear such a result.
He had no deep friendship with Qi Yan. At least before today, Qi Yan was just a companion who ran into him on the way to escape. If you have to say that you've had a life friendship, it's not impossible. After all, you've fought together and wiped your shoulders with life and death. But it's not nice to say that if Qi Yan is really heroic, he will be sad and even cry for his comrades in arms. But after crying, he will always go on the road.
However, all this has changed in the past six hours.
Song Fei and he Zhiwen are trapped in the elevator. Qi Yan wants to rescue them. He helps to contain the zombies in the tree. There is no problem with the whole deployment.
But he never thought that this check is half night.
Watching Qi Yan rush in, watching him run out of the building in confusion in the chase of zombies on which floor or floors, watching him rush up to another tree to repair, holding down the zombies for him, watching him slip down again, and watching him continue to rush in. Then it failed again. It was chased out by the new zombies. It went up the tree, waited, went down and continued to rush.
Break through every staircase, arrive at every elevator, break through again, arrive again, even need to confirm whether there is someone in the elevator. These links are just a few words, but it is extremely difficult to do them, especially in the case of power failure, in the case of unknown zombies wandering on each floor, and in the case of absolute safety!
Once.
Twice.
Ten times.
Twenty times.
Perseverance, cycle, to the back of Zhao he has been countless.
That guy seems to be tireless, do not know how to be discouraged, do not know that there are two words in the world, called give up.
For himself, Zhao he thought, he would be crazy.
Either collapse to return, would rather kowtow on the ground to beg for his comrades in arms helpless, or go out with the zombie fight to death, even if the outcome is infected mutation, it will always be a happy ending.But Qi Yan chose the most difficult way.
We should not despair, we should not give up, we should not be irritable, we should not be crazy, and we should even be more calm and firm than before.
If he didn't see it with his own eyes, Zhao he didn't believe there would be such people in the world.
Just like those programs that touched China that he had seen, he always thought that the content was too exaggerated and sensational, which often led to the question of "how can normal people achieve this level".
Now he knows that such a person exists, and the impact of such a person on the environment is also huge.
It is impossible for an individual not to be infected by such forces.
So he actually lay down on the tree for half a night, and sang a half night song to the zombie. It's so cold that the whole person is going to be stiff, and I still feel that I can stick to it for another half of the night.
It's amazing.
"Maybe Qi Yan really found those two people, so he forgot me." Zhao he chatted with his former classmates under the tree, and sighed sadly, "ah, there is Qiao Siqi in Zhou, Feng Qibai and Wu Zhou, and Qi Yan Ran to ask Song Fei and he. I'm alone Waves chase waves ~ ~ jackdaws couple ~ ~ girls, everyone has partners ~ ~ who matches me ~ ~ ~ "
" Zhao he -- "
" just a little mood, can't wait for me to finish singing Eh, eh? Qi Yan
Zhao he raised his bright head fiercely. The floor is too high and the light is too bright. They can't see each other's faces clearly, but they can distinguish the number of them - one in the tree and three upstairs.
"Did you really find them?"
Zhao he's eyes widened inconceivably. He couldn't suppress his inner joy. Even his voice was full of passion that he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Well, it's all safe." With the contrast of Zhao he, Qi Yan's voice is more calm. Perhaps in the long rescue, he had been used to pressing himself to death in reason, and it was hard to get out for a moment, "how many zombies are there under the tree?"
"Sixty nine!"
Don't use it so accurately!
Qi Yan make complaints about the nerve of Tucao, but he only needs to know a few words. There is an estimate in his heart: "now we sing, help you to bring them in, you find the opportunity to run down the tree and hear it," Zhao He
frowned: "have you got the radio?"
"Not yet."
"What am I going to do! Are you on the seventh or eighth floor? When you rush to the 12th floor, you will run out again. Without me to control the gang under the tree, are you going to be reincarnated directly? "
Qi Yan paused and then said, "we won't rush after a while. We need to have a rest first."
"Then I'll have a rest in the tree," Zhao he didn't think about it. "When you're finished, I'll have a rest too. Let's continue to cooperate. Anyway, we'll wait until we get the radio!"
Qi Yan was a little anxious. Although he restrained himself, he was still impatient: "the temperature will drop lower in the middle of the night, so you can't do it in the tree at all!"
"I can -"
"we can't!" Qi Yan was not allowed to discuss. He decisively gave an ultimatum, "we'll take action tomorrow night. There's still a day and a half to stay. You can do it yourself."
"Fuckin '!" Zhao he eat soft not hard, was so excited to fry.
Song Fei couldn't listen any more. He knew that these two men were comrades in arms. He didn't know that he thought they were mortal enemies. Did he discuss things like this!
As soon as he pulls away Qi Yan, Song Fei shouts gently: "Zhao he, we'll get the radio, and we can definitely retreat. Just trust me once, OK?"
"No way!" If Qi Yan insists, he may be shaken. The goods are not convincing at all, OK? "I can't even overcome an elevator. How can I believe you?"
Song Fei: "but Qi yanneng!"
Zhao he: "that has nothing to do with you!"
Song Fei: "Qi Yanke zombies conquer the whole world, I conquer Qi Yan, so the man at the top of the food chain is me, me, or me!"
Zhao he
Song Fei: "is there any problem?"
Zhao he
Song Fei: "why don't you talk?"
Zhao he: "such a complicated food chain, you can't let me smooth it for a while!"
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After the response inside the elevator, the percussion outside the elevator did not appear again. Instead, there was a very subtle metal scratching sound - Qi Yan inserted the blade into the gap between the doors!
Although he can't see it, he knows it.
He can even make up Qi Yan's decisive and powerful actions, his cautious and resolute eyes, and his perseverance when he fails to achieve his goal.
Once upon a time, Song Fei thought that all of these were "too strong". Life is not a playground, but life is not a war. It's not right to be free and unfettered, but Qi Yan's idea of doing the best in everything makes life lose a lot of flavor.
Until the tide of corpses broke out.
These qualities make Qi Yan the most secure partner, the most reliable friend and the most fearless soldier.
Song Fei found that he actually changed a concept.
Casual carefree and extreme self-discipline are never two life attitudes that can be countered, although they seem to be so relative, as if the choice is only in the individual's life preferences. But the truth is that people who choose the former never think about it, while people who choose the latter often think about it.
Because the latter is more difficult than the former in practice.
The blade should be inserted into the middle and upper part of the elevator door, because when a little moonlight penetrated through the crack of the open door, Song Fei and he Zhiwen still didn't see the blade. And when they pry the car door, they try to succeed in the middle and upper part, so they can't do anything when they face the interlayer door which only shows the lower part.
The gap of the door between the floors becomes wider and wider at a slow and even speed until it is enough to accommodate a person's shoulder.
In the next second, the door opener quickly fell down and showed his face in the crack.
With the light on his back, he could not see Qi Yan's whole face clearly from Song Fei's point of view. To be exact, the upper half of his face was completely shrouded in darkness, and only the part from nose to mouth could barely see the outline.
But in this way, his eyes became hot. This mouth he chewed 800 back and forth, this bridge of the nose he will print to the brain, just look at the nose and mouth has been unable to hold ah!
Lips moved and moved, as if there were thousands of words, but I didn't know where to start.
Qi Yan felt the excitement of Song Fei. If Song Fei engraved his nose and mouth in his brain, he should have tattooed Song Fei on the heart valve. Every heartbeat, this guy would move and never die.
But now is not the time to speak. Even if you think about it again, you have to bear it.
Shh.
Qi Yan quickly put his index finger up to his lips to stop Song Fei's words.
But it seems that Song Fei is not reconciled and wants to open his mouth.
Qi Yan frowned, his index finger pressed to his lips again, and gave a strong warning!
Song feihuo went out: "I don't want to talk, but you have two feet standing beside you!"
Qi Yan suddenly a Lin, sharp sense of the side of the cool wind, a side rolling dragon, let the comer pounce on the air!
Rolling to one side, Qi Yan quickly stood up, while the zombie still struggled and didn't get up. He was wearing a black coat. In the dark light, he couldn't see whether it was a sweater or a cotton padded jacket. In Qi Yan's eyes, it was just a black shadow, like a ghost, just like its appearance!
Without hesitation, Qi Yan shot in. It was aimed at the back of the head, but it was out of alignment in the shadow, and it seemed that it poked into the back of the neck. The zombie suddenly turned around and bade the blade out of his skin!
Qi Yan held the gun tightly from the beginning to the end, so he was not affected by this area, so he took the gun back decisively. When the zombie came again, he hit the other side in the chest and shook to the side. The Zombie's feet were unstable and fell to the ground. Qi Yan pulls out the blade and doesn't give the other side another chance. The third shot goes straight into the temple.
However, the zombie fell, which means there will be thousands of zombies coming!
Fortunately, Song Fei and he Zhiwen don't open the car door in advance, which makes Qi Yan save a process.
So at this moment, he did not hesitate to kneel down on his knees. As soon as he threw the blade, he put his arm down into the car. His voice was quick but firm: "give me your hand!"
Song Fei is almost rippling to grasp Qi Yan, and in the temperature of ex palm, he once again uses yuan Shen to slap his countless ears - this kind of two meter eight man, you break up with each other, are you stupid? Yes, no, yes, silly, force?!
The instinct of survival revives Song Fei and he Zhiwen in an instant. The dispirited and decadent people waiting to die before are all replaced by energetic spirit and vigorous skills. In a twinkling of an eye, they return to the ground!
But obviously, there have been zombies running here because of the previous fighting and voice. There are more than one step!
The three came to the corner of the elevator and looked around. The night extends from the middle of the corridor to both sides, from light to deep, and finally to darkness. They can only judge that the sound is coming from the right, but they can't see any entity at all.
Song Fei and he Zhiwen are totally unfamiliar with the war situation of this building, and dare not act rashly at this time. Qi Yan stood in front of them, staring at the direction of the sound source, as if waiting and brewing.Song Fei suddenly understood, Qi Yan has a move!
But he Zhi didn't understand. He was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out. He unconsciously grasped his comrades in arms. As a result, song's comrades in arms gave him a bright look of "although I put my heart in my stomach", and I don't know where I got my confidence!
This catch a look, Qi Yan suddenly action. Don't know where to get a plastic bag what ghost, suddenly scattered to the other side of the corridor!
The clear and crisp bouncing sound instantly resounded, and with the beating ball moving forward, jubilant as a stream.
It's table tennis!
At the same time, he found that Qi Yan still held the plastic bag in his hand, and the most one-third of the plastic bag just spilled out.
But it's enough for the zombies to play.
The three men silently retreated to the side of the door between the floors, kept away from the corridor as far as possible, and held their breath until more than a dozen zombies came from the right side and continued to chase the left side.
About a minute later, when the last Zombie's footstep was so far away that it could hardly be heard, Qi Yan suddenly pulled Song Fei up and ran to the right side of the empty corridor!
Song Fei didn't know why, but he trusted each other completely, so he asked with an empty hand. The three comrades in arms ran hand in hand, and soon entered an empty classroom.
This is a small self-study room. Several tables and chairs are crooked in the moonlight. Some of the desks are scattered with straw paper. They are silent about the hard work and concentration of the students who worked hard here.
Such classrooms are rarely locked during the day and night, because the most valuable ones are desks and chairs. However, they are not made of huanghuali or jinsinan, so there is no security.
But now it's different.
The three little friends closed the door and locked it at the first time.
The classroom is not big. The side next to the corridor is the wall. There are no windows. So after locking the door and putting on a few tables, it is safe for the time being.
Qi Yan took out the flashlight from the zipper pocket of his coat, which he didn't want to use several times, and opened it.
The imported flashlight, originally owned by Ren Zhe, is worthy of being a high-end product. Qi Yan has been adjusted to a medium or low gear for the sake of power saving, and still reflects half of the classrooms.
He Zhiwen recognized the familiar environment at a glance: "this is the seventh floor."
"Oh." Song Fei answered casually. He is more concerned about Qi Yan now than about the floor.
Turning his head slightly, Song Fei finally sees Qi Yan's face for the first time.
As a result, the appearance of the other party scared him.
's hair is all wet, and a face is just like the one just coming out of the water. The pretty eyelash has been made up of several sticks by water. It looks like a girl's mascara is not brushed. Her face is white and red, white is not very healthy, and red is not very normal.
And in his surprise, another bead of water slipped from Qi Yan's sideburns to his chin, and then fell from his chin to the ground.
"Outside Is it raining? " As soon as the words came out, Song Fei also felt very stupid. Because you can see the window facing the night sky when you look up, you can't even see a raindrop on the glass.
Qi Yan was stunned. Hated by both man and God, he make complaints about Song Fei's deliberation. He only thought that the goods were deliberately Tucao, and make complaints about him after he had sacrificed his life.
"Well, it's very heavy."
Qi Yan's tone was so light that it was almost gentle. He Zhi asked with a confused face.
No, since Song Fei asked about the weather, he couldn't keep up with his comrades in arms.
Song Fei swallows his saliva. His intuition is not good.
Qi Yan's anger can be divided into several levels. The primary anger is shown as hating others, how to be happy and how to be angry. However, extreme anger is restrained. Moreover, the colder the tone is, the higher the anger value is.
But I didn't do anything to pull hatred?
Even if it didn't rain outside, I asked a stupid question, but it was this man who was full of water first. He was stupid and couldn't figure out the reason. If he guessed wrong, it wasn't a great crime wait!
Song Fei is suddenly stunned, and his brain seems to open in an instant. Without saying a word, he steps forward to Qi Yan, reaches out his hand and probes into Qi Yan's clothes hem from behind. Before the other party has time to respond, he has already firmly touched the back of the other party.
One hand is wet.
Regardless of Qi Yan's evasion, Song Fei goes all the way up. If it's a freeloader, it should be wiping his ex boyfriend's whole back.
However, for the first time, Song Fei didn't have the idea of joking in the touch.
Even, every time he went up a bit, he twisted his heart.
Qi Yan was sweating all over his back.
How long does it take to rush to the seventh floor? One Minute? Two minutes? Three minutes? But what if it's blocked? Go back and continue? Not once, twice? Not twice, three times? Three times no, four times?
There is no rain outside.
Only a fool, after they were shut down the elevator, kept rescuing for five and a half hours.Holding Qi Yan in his arms, Song Fei tried his best: "I..."
"You wait."
Although he was caught off guard, Qi Yan resolutely interrupted his ex boyfriend and struggled to break away from his passionate embrace. At the same time, he pulled out the claws that still stayed on his back.
Song Fei's surging emotional torrent was cut off by Qi's dam. For a moment, he couldn't keep up with his emotion. He was struggling between convergence of wisdom and continued to fight.
In fact, Qi Yan didn't think it was that complicated. Song Fei's drawing wind rises at will and closes at any time. It belongs to their daily interest. It doesn't affect the quality of their interest sooner or later.
However, the journey of another comrade in arms can't be delayed any longer
Gewu downstairs, apple tree.
Zhao he felt that he had been integrated with the tree. He could even close his eyes to see the beautiful appearance of the tree with luxuriant leaves and rich fruits.
His body is very cold, and his down jacket should be able to carry some wind, but the temperature is getting lower and lower, and he dare not move anywhere except his mouth - this tree has not broken a branch from the beginning to now, which is the reward of God for his steadiness. If Mount Tai moves, God will be angry, maybe all his previous achievements will be wasted.
Zhao he is not afraid of landing, just afraid of falling into the arms of dozens of fans below.
They loved him so much that he was afraid that there would be no bones left.
In the half night time, Zhao he has established deep feelings with the zombies under the tree. He can even recognize at least one third of the faces accurately. Even if they are moving and changing with the rhythm, he can find them out at a glance in the vast sea of corpses.
"Don't look at me so expectantly. I haven't finished yet, or we'll talk about another ten yuan."
As early as two hours ago, Zhao he changed from singing to rap. Otherwise, not only his voice can't stand it, his physical strength can't support it, and his NIMA quku is not enough. Fortunately, the audience gave them a lot of face. I don't know if their long time together also made them have some kind of attachment. Now no matter Zhao he is singing or chatting, they are very supportive, eyes focused and body warm.
"Fuck, it's you again!" Zhao he angrily stabbed off the woolen sweater zombie who tried to climb the tree for the nth time. "I'm too lazy to work hard now. I'm really rude to come up again. You can believe it or not."
After that, he looked at the direction of the front door, with a complicated sigh, unable to hide his fatigue.
"Don't worry," Zhao he said, looking at the zombies under the tree, as if they could really understand. "Xiao Qi will come out again soon. It's been dozens of times. Why haven't you figured out the rules yet? "
But
Zhao he looked at the door again. It was still empty and quiet.
"It's a bit long this time."
In fact, Zhao he is giving himself relief.
After all, Qi Yan spent the longest time in the building, which was not as long as this time. Of course, if it's because of finding Song Fei, it's a celebration for all. But I'm afraid that Song Fei won't be found, but Qi Yan, for some reason, can't go out and launch the 101st charge any more.
Zhao he felt that he could not bear such a result.
He had no deep friendship with Qi Yan. At least before today, Qi Yan was just a companion who ran into him on the way to escape. If you have to say that you've had a life friendship, it's not impossible. After all, you've fought together and wiped your shoulders with life and death. But it's not nice to say that if Qi Yan is really heroic, he will be sad and even cry for his comrades in arms. But after crying, he will always go on the road.
However, all this has changed in the past six hours.
Song Fei and he Zhiwen are trapped in the elevator. Qi Yan wants to rescue them. He helps to contain the zombies in the tree. There is no problem with the whole deployment.
But he never thought that this check is half night.
Watching Qi Yan rush in, watching him run out of the building in confusion in the chase of zombies on which floor or floors, watching him rush up to another tree to repair, holding down the zombies for him, watching him slip down again, and watching him continue to rush in. Then it failed again. It was chased out by the new zombies. It went up the tree, waited, went down and continued to rush.
Break through every staircase, arrive at every elevator, break through again, arrive again, even need to confirm whether there is someone in the elevator. These links are just a few words, but it is extremely difficult to do them, especially in the case of power failure, in the case of unknown zombies wandering on each floor, and in the case of absolute safety!
Once.
Twice.
Ten times.
Twenty times.
Perseverance, cycle, to the back of Zhao he has been countless.
That guy seems to be tireless, do not know how to be discouraged, do not know that there are two words in the world, called give up.
For himself, Zhao he thought, he would be crazy.
Either collapse to return, would rather kowtow on the ground to beg for his comrades in arms helpless, or go out with the zombie fight to death, even if the outcome is infected mutation, it will always be a happy ending.But Qi Yan chose the most difficult way.
We should not despair, we should not give up, we should not be irritable, we should not be crazy, and we should even be more calm and firm than before.
If he didn't see it with his own eyes, Zhao he didn't believe there would be such people in the world.
Just like those programs that touched China that he had seen, he always thought that the content was too exaggerated and sensational, which often led to the question of "how can normal people achieve this level".
Now he knows that such a person exists, and the impact of such a person on the environment is also huge.
It is impossible for an individual not to be infected by such forces.
So he actually lay down on the tree for half a night, and sang a half night song to the zombie. It's so cold that the whole person is going to be stiff, and I still feel that I can stick to it for another half of the night.
It's amazing.
"Maybe Qi Yan really found those two people, so he forgot me." Zhao he chatted with his former classmates under the tree, and sighed sadly, "ah, there is Qiao Siqi in Zhou, Feng Qibai and Wu Zhou, and Qi Yan Ran to ask Song Fei and he. I'm alone Waves chase waves ~ ~ jackdaws couple ~ ~ girls, everyone has partners ~ ~ who matches me ~ ~ ~ "
" Zhao he -- "
" just a little mood, can't wait for me to finish singing Eh, eh? Qi Yan
Zhao he raised his bright head fiercely. The floor is too high and the light is too bright. They can't see each other's faces clearly, but they can distinguish the number of them - one in the tree and three upstairs.
"Did you really find them?"
Zhao he's eyes widened inconceivably. He couldn't suppress his inner joy. Even his voice was full of passion that he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Well, it's all safe." With the contrast of Zhao he, Qi Yan's voice is more calm. Perhaps in the long rescue, he had been used to pressing himself to death in reason, and it was hard to get out for a moment, "how many zombies are there under the tree?"
"Sixty nine!"
Don't use it so accurately!
Qi Yan make complaints about the nerve of Tucao, but he only needs to know a few words. There is an estimate in his heart: "now we sing, help you to bring them in, you find the opportunity to run down the tree and hear it," Zhao He
frowned: "have you got the radio?"
"Not yet."
"What am I going to do! Are you on the seventh or eighth floor? When you rush to the 12th floor, you will run out again. Without me to control the gang under the tree, are you going to be reincarnated directly? "
Qi Yan paused and then said, "we won't rush after a while. We need to have a rest first."
"Then I'll have a rest in the tree," Zhao he didn't think about it. "When you're finished, I'll have a rest too. Let's continue to cooperate. Anyway, we'll wait until we get the radio!"
Qi Yan was a little anxious. Although he restrained himself, he was still impatient: "the temperature will drop lower in the middle of the night, so you can't do it in the tree at all!"
"I can -"
"we can't!" Qi Yan was not allowed to discuss. He decisively gave an ultimatum, "we'll take action tomorrow night. There's still a day and a half to stay. You can do it yourself."
"Fuckin '!" Zhao he eat soft not hard, was so excited to fry.
Song Fei couldn't listen any more. He knew that these two men were comrades in arms. He didn't know that he thought they were mortal enemies. Did he discuss things like this!
As soon as he pulls away Qi Yan, Song Fei shouts gently: "Zhao he, we'll get the radio, and we can definitely retreat. Just trust me once, OK?"
"No way!" If Qi Yan insists, he may be shaken. The goods are not convincing at all, OK? "I can't even overcome an elevator. How can I believe you?"
Song Fei: "but Qi yanneng!"
Zhao he: "that has nothing to do with you!"
Song Fei: "Qi Yanke zombies conquer the whole world, I conquer Qi Yan, so the man at the top of the food chain is me, me, or me!"
Zhao he
Song Fei: "is there any problem?"
Zhao he
Song Fei: "why don't you talk?"
Zhao he: "such a complicated food chain, you can't let me smooth it for a while!"
After the response inside the elevator, the percussion outside the elevator did not appear again. Instead, there was a very subtle metal scratching sound - Qi Yan inserted the blade into the gap between the doors! Although he can't see it, he knows it. He can even make up Qi Yan's decisive and powerful actions, his cautious and resolute eyes, and his perseverance when he fails to achieve his goal. Once upon a time, Song Fei thought that all of these were "too strong". Life is not a playground, but life is not a war. It's not right to be free and unfettered, but Qi Yan's idea of doing the best in everything makes life lose a lot of flavor. Until the tide of corpses broke out. These qualities make Qi Yan the most secure partner, the most reliable friend and the most fearless soldier. Song Fei found that he actually changed a concept. Casual carefree and extreme self-discipline are never two life attitudes that can be countered, although they seem to be so relative, as if the choice is only in the individual's life preferences. But the truth is that people who choose the former never think about it, while people who choose the latter often think about it. Because the latter is more difficult than the former in practice. The blade should be inserted into the middle and upper part of the elevator door, because when a little moonlight penetrated through the crack of the open door, Song Fei and he Zhiwen still didn't see the blade. And when they pry the car door, they try to succeed in the middle and upper part, so they can't do anything when they face the interlayer door which only shows the lower part. The gap of the door between the floors becomes wider and wider at a slow and even speed until it is enough to accommodate a person's shoulder. In the next second, the door opener quickly fell down and showed his face in the crack. With the light on his back, he could not see Qi Yan's whole face clearly from Song Fei's point of view. To be exact, the upper half of his face was completely shrouded in darkness, and only the part from nose to mouth could barely see the outline. But in this way, his eyes became hot. This mouth he chewed 800 back and forth, this bridge of the nose he will print to the brain, just look at the nose and mouth has been unable to hold ah! Lips moved and moved, as if there were thousands of words, but I didn't know where to start. Qi Yan felt the excitement of Song Fei. If Song Fei engraved his nose and mouth in his brain, he should have tattooed Song Fei on the heart valve. Every heartbeat, this guy would move and never die. But now is not the time to speak. Even if you think about it again, you have to bear it. Shh. Qi Yan quickly put his index finger up to his lips to stop Song Fei's words. But it seems that Song Fei is not reconciled and wants to open his mouth. Qi Yan frowned, his index finger pressed to his lips again, and gave a strong warning! Song feihuo went out: "I don't want to talk, but you have two feet standing beside you!" Qi Yan suddenly a Lin, sharp sense of the side of the cool wind, a side rolling dragon, let the comer pounce on the air! Rolling to one side, Qi Yan quickly stood up, while the zombie still struggled and didn't get up. He was wearing a black coat. In the dark light, he couldn't see whether it was a sweater or a cotton padded jacket. In Qi Yan's eyes, it was just a black shadow, like a ghost, just like its appearance! Without hesitation, Qi Yan shot in. It was aimed at the back of the head, but it was out of alignment in the shadow, and it seemed that it poked into the back of the neck. The zombie suddenly turned around and bade the blade out of his skin! Qi Yan held the gun tightly from the beginning to the end, so he was not affected by this area, so he took the gun back decisively. When the zombie came again, he hit the other side in the chest and shook to the side. The Zombie's feet were unstable and fell to the ground. Qi Yan pulls out the blade and doesn't give the other side another chance. The third shot goes straight into the temple. However, the zombie fell, which means there will be thousands of zombies coming! Fortunately, Song Fei and he Zhiwen don't open the car door in advance, which makes Qi Yan save a process. So at this moment, he did not hesitate to kneel down on his knees. As soon as he threw the blade, he put his arm down into the car. His voice was quick but firm: "give me your hand!" Song Fei is almost rippling to grasp Qi Yan, and in the temperature of ex palm, he once again uses yuan Shen to slap his countless ears - this kind of two meter eight man, you break up with each other, are you stupid? Yes, no, yes, silly, force?! The instinct of survival revives Song Fei and he Zhiwen in an instant. The dispirited and decadent people waiting to die before are all replaced by energetic spirit and vigorous skills. In a twinkling of an eye, they return to the ground! But obviously, there have been zombies running here because of the previous fighting and voice. There are more than one step! The three came to the corner of the elevator and looked around. The night extends from the middle of the corridor to both sides, from light to deep, and finally to darkness. They can only judge that the sound is coming from the right, but they can't see any entity at all. Song Fei and he Zhiwen are totally unfamiliar with the war situation of this building, and dare not act rashly at this time. Qi Yan stood in front of them, staring at the direction of the sound source, as if waiting and brewing.Song Fei suddenly understood, Qi Yan has a move! But he Zhi didn't understand. He was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out. He unconsciously grasped his comrades in arms. As a result, song's comrades in arms gave him a bright look of "although I put my heart in my stomach", and I don't know where I got my confidence! This catch a look, Qi Yan suddenly action. Don't know where to get a plastic bag what ghost, suddenly scattered to the other side of the corridor! The clear and crisp bouncing sound instantly resounded, and with the beating ball moving forward, jubilant as a stream. It's table tennis! At the same time, he found that Qi Yan still held the plastic bag in his hand, and the most one-third of the plastic bag just spilled out. But it's enough for the zombies to play. The three men silently retreated to the side of the door between the floors, kept away from the corridor as far as possible, and held their breath until more than a dozen zombies came from the right side and continued to chase the left side. About a minute later, when the last Zombie's footstep was so far away that it could hardly be heard, Qi Yan suddenly pulled Song Fei up and ran to the right side of the empty corridor! Song Fei didn't know why, but he trusted each other completely, so he asked with an empty hand. The three comrades in arms ran hand in hand, and soon entered an empty classroom. This is a small self-study room. Several tables and chairs are crooked in the moonlight. Some of the desks are scattered with straw paper. They are silent about the hard work and concentration of the students who worked hard here. Such classrooms are rarely locked during the day and night, because the most valuable ones are desks and chairs. However, they are not made of huanghuali or jinsinan, so there is no security. But now it's different. The three little friends closed the door and locked it at the first time. The classroom is not big. The side next to the corridor is the wall. There are no windows. So after locking the door and putting on a few tables, it is safe for the time being. Qi Yan took out the flashlight from the zipper pocket of his coat, which he didn't want to use several times, and opened it. The imported flashlight, originally owned by Ren Zhe, is worthy of being a high-end product. Qi Yan has been adjusted to a medium or low gear for the sake of power saving, and still reflects half of the classrooms. He Zhiwen recognized the familiar environment at a glance: "this is the seventh floor." "Oh." Song Fei answered casually. He is more concerned about Qi Yan now than about the floor. Turning his head slightly, Song Fei finally sees Qi Yan's face for the first time. As a result, the appearance of the other party scared him. 's hair is all wet, and a face is just like the one just coming out of the water. The pretty eyelash has been made up of several sticks by water. It looks like a girl's mascara is not brushed. Her face is white and red, white is not very healthy, and red is not very normal. And in his surprise, another bead of water slipped from Qi Yan's sideburns to his chin, and then fell from his chin to the ground. "Outside Is it raining? " As soon as the words came out, Song Fei also felt very stupid. Because you can see the window facing the night sky when you look up, you can't even see a raindrop on the glass. Qi Yan was stunned. Hated by both man and God, he make complaints about Song Fei's deliberation. He only thought that the goods were deliberately Tucao, and make complaints about him after he had sacrificed his life. "Well, it's very heavy." Qi Yan's tone was so light that it was almost gentle. He Zhi asked with a confused face. No, since Song Fei asked about the weather, he couldn't keep up with his comrades in arms. Song Fei swallows his saliva. His intuition is not good. Qi Yan's anger can be divided into several levels. The primary anger is shown as hating others, how to be happy and how to be angry. However, extreme anger is restrained. Moreover, the colder the tone is, the higher the anger value is. But I didn't do anything to pull hatred? Even if it didn't rain outside, I asked a stupid question, but it was this man who was full of water first. He was stupid and couldn't figure out the reason. If he guessed wrong, it wasn't a great crime wait! Song Fei is suddenly stunned, and his brain seems to open in an instant. Without saying a word, he steps forward to Qi Yan, reaches out his hand and probes into Qi Yan's clothes hem from behind. Before the other party has time to respond, he has already firmly touched the back of the other party. One hand is wet. Regardless of Qi Yan's evasion, Song Fei goes all the way up. If it's a freeloader, it should be wiping his ex boyfriend's whole back. However, for the first time, Song Fei didn't have the idea of joking in the touch. Even, every time he went up a bit, he twisted his heart. Qi Yan was sweating all over his back. How long does it take to rush to the seventh floor? One Minute? Two minutes? Three minutes? But what if it's blocked? Go back and continue? Not once, twice? Not twice, three times? Three times no, four times? There is no rain outside. Only a fool, after they were shut down the elevator, kept rescuing for five and a half hours.Holding Qi Yan in his arms, Song Fei tried his best: "I..." "You wait." Although he was caught off guard, Qi Yan resolutely interrupted his ex boyfriend and struggled to break away from his passionate embrace. At the same time, he pulled out the claws that still stayed on his back. Song Fei's surging emotional torrent was cut off by Qi's dam. For a moment, he couldn't keep up with his emotion. He was struggling between convergence of wisdom and continued to fight. In fact, Qi Yan didn't think it was that complicated. Song Fei's drawing wind rises at will and closes at any time. It belongs to their daily interest. It doesn't affect the quality of their interest sooner or later. However, the journey of another comrade in arms can't be delayed any longer Gewu downstairs, apple tree. Zhao he felt that he had been integrated with the tree. He could even close his eyes to see the beautiful appearance of the tree with luxuriant leaves and rich fruits. His body is very cold, and his down jacket should be able to carry some wind, but the temperature is getting lower and lower, and he dare not move anywhere except his mouth - this tree has not broken a branch from the beginning to now, which is the reward of God for his steadiness. If Mount Tai moves, God will be angry, maybe all his previous achievements will be wasted. Zhao he is not afraid of landing, just afraid of falling into the arms of dozens of fans below. They loved him so much that he was afraid that there would be no bones left. In the half night time, Zhao he has established deep feelings with the zombies under the tree. He can even recognize at least one third of the faces accurately. Even if they are moving and changing with the rhythm, he can find them out at a glance in the vast sea of corpses. "Don't look at me so expectantly. I haven't finished yet, or we'll talk about another ten yuan." As early as two hours ago, Zhao he changed from singing to rap. Otherwise, not only his voice can't stand it, his physical strength can't support it, and his NIMA quku is not enough. Fortunately, the audience gave them a lot of face. I don't know if their long time together also made them have some kind of attachment. Now no matter Zhao he is singing or chatting, they are very supportive, eyes focused and body warm. "Fuck, it's you again!" Zhao he angrily stabbed off the woolen sweater zombie who tried to climb the tree for the nth time. "I'm too lazy to work hard now. I'm really rude to come up again. You can believe it or not." After that, he looked at the direction of the front door, with a complicated sigh, unable to hide his fatigue. "Don't worry," Zhao he said, looking at the zombies under the tree, as if they could really understand. "Xiao Qi will come out again soon. It's been dozens of times. Why haven't you figured out the rules yet? " But Zhao he looked at the door again. It was still empty and quiet. "It's a bit long this time." In fact, Zhao he is giving himself relief. After all, Qi Yan spent the longest time in the building, which was not as long as this time. Of course, if it's because of finding Song Fei, it's a celebration for all. But I'm afraid that Song Fei won't be found, but Qi Yan, for some reason, can't go out and launch the 101st charge any more. Zhao he felt that he could not bear such a result. He had no deep friendship with Qi Yan. At least before today, Qi Yan was just a companion who ran into him on the way to escape. If you have to say that you've had a life friendship, it's not impossible. After all, you've fought together and wiped your shoulders with life and death. But it's not nice to say that if Qi Yan is really heroic, he will be sad and even cry for his comrades in arms. But after crying, he will always go on the road. However, all this has changed in the past six hours. Song Fei and he Zhiwen are trapped in the elevator. Qi Yan wants to rescue them. He helps to contain the zombies in the tree. There is no problem with the whole deployment. But he never thought that this check is half night. Watching Qi Yan rush in, watching him run out of the building in confusion in the chase of zombies on which floor or floors, watching him rush up to another tree to repair, holding down the zombies for him, watching him slip down again, and watching him continue to rush in. Then it failed again. It was chased out by the new zombies. It went up the tree, waited, went down and continued to rush. Break through every staircase, arrive at every elevator, break through again, arrive again, even need to confirm whether there is someone in the elevator. These links are just a few words, but it is extremely difficult to do them, especially in the case of power failure, in the case of unknown zombies wandering on each floor, and in the case of absolute safety! Once. Twice. Ten times. Twenty times. Perseverance, cycle, to the back of Zhao he has been countless. That guy seems to be tireless, do not know how to be discouraged, do not know that there are two words in the world, called give up. For himself, Zhao he thought, he would be crazy. Either collapse to return, would rather kowtow on the ground to beg for his comrades in arms helpless, or go out with the zombie fight to death, even if the outcome is infected mutation, it will always be a happy ending.But Qi Yan chose the most difficult way. We should not despair, we should not give up, we should not be irritable, we should not be crazy, and we should even be more calm and firm than before. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, Zhao he didn't believe there would be such people in the world. Just like those programs that touched China that he had seen, he always thought that the content was too exaggerated and sensational, which often led to the question of "how can normal people achieve this level". Now he knows that such a person exists, and the impact of such a person on the environment is also huge. It is impossible for an individual not to be infected by such forces. So he actually lay down on the tree for half a night, and sang a half night song to the zombie. It's so cold that the whole person is going to be stiff, and I still feel that I can stick to it for another half of the night. It's amazing. "Maybe Qi Yan really found those two people, so he forgot me." Zhao he chatted with his former classmates under the tree, and sighed sadly, "ah, there is Qiao Siqi in Zhou, Feng Qibai and Wu Zhou, and Qi Yan Ran to ask Song Fei and he. I'm alone Waves chase waves ~ ~ jackdaws couple ~ ~ girls, everyone has partners ~ ~ who matches me ~ ~ ~ "" Zhao he -- "" just a little mood, can't wait for me to finish singing Eh, eh? Qi Yan Zhao he raised his bright head fiercely. The floor is too high and the light is too bright. They can't see each other's faces clearly, but they can distinguish the number of them - one in the tree and three upstairs. "Did you really find them?" Zhao he's eyes widened inconceivably. He couldn't suppress his inner joy. Even his voice was full of passion that he hadn't seen for a long time. "Well, it's all safe." With the contrast of Zhao he, Qi Yan's voice is more calm. Perhaps in the long rescue, he had been used to pressing himself to death in reason, and it was hard to get out for a moment, "how many zombies are there under the tree?" "Sixty nine!" Don't use it so accurately! Qi Yan make complaints about the nerve of Tucao, but he only needs to know a few words. There is an estimate in his heart: "now we sing, help you to bring them in, you find the opportunity to run down the tree and hear it," Zhao He frowned: "have you got the radio?" "Not yet." "What am I going to do! Are you on the seventh or eighth floor? When you rush to the 12th floor, you will run out again. Without me to control the gang under the tree, are you going to be reincarnated directly? " Qi Yan paused and then said, "we won't rush after a while. We need to have a rest first." "Then I'll have a rest in the tree," Zhao he didn't think about it. "When you're finished, I'll have a rest too. Let's continue to cooperate. Anyway, we'll wait until we get the radio!" Qi Yan was a little anxious. Although he restrained himself, he was still impatient: "the temperature will drop lower in the middle of the night, so you can't do it in the tree at all!" "I can -" "we can't!" Qi Yan was not allowed to discuss. He decisively gave an ultimatum, "we'll take action tomorrow night. There's still a day and a half to stay. You can do it yourself." "Fuckin '!" Zhao he eat soft not hard, was so excited to fry. Song Fei couldn't listen any more. He knew that these two men were comrades in arms. He didn't know that he thought they were mortal enemies. Did he discuss things like this! As soon as he pulls away Qi Yan, Song Fei shouts gently: "Zhao he, we'll get the radio, and we can definitely retreat. Just trust me once, OK?" "No way!" If Qi Yan insists, he may be shaken. The goods are not convincing at all, OK? "I can't even overcome an elevator. How can I believe you?" Song Fei: "but Qi yanneng!" Zhao he: "that has nothing to do with you!" Song Fei: "Qi Yanke zombies conquer the whole world, I conquer Qi Yan, so the man at the top of the food chain is me, me, or me!" Zhao he Song Fei: "is there any problem?" Zhao he Song Fei: "why don't you talk?" Zhao he: "such a complicated food chain, you can't let me smooth it for a while!"
