Chapter 82
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The kitchen on the first floor of the canteen is two and a half hours away from the departure of the drug search team.
Feng Qibai's and Zhou Tongyi's consciousness has fallen into chaos completely. Qiao Siqi is barely conscious, but his body is shaking more and more fiercely.
Lin Dilei and Huang Mo take care of the three comrades in arms all the time. They should not only keep them warm, but also keep their forehead cool physically. They sweat in the unheated kitchen.
Male students have no place to use, anxious heart straight angry, can only compete to run errands, take something for a water or something. Even Zhao he, who was not very comfortable himself, and chemical shishiro, who had no intimate relationship with the patient, did not stand by.
At this moment, there is no department, no major, no knowledge or no knowledge, familiar or unfamiliar in the kitchen. We are all classmates and brothers, sharing weal and woe, and working together.
Zhao he's voice still can't make a sound, what's more, inflammation is implicated in the body, and he also starts to have a low fever. At first, he didn't find it, because he felt nothing but a little tired. It's time to eat and drink. When people communicate with each other, he can also actively participate with his eyes and facial expressions.
Until Huang Mo found the clue from his more and more frequent frowning, he touched it with his hand, and his forehead was not too hot. He simply asked, "is it a little low fever?"
Zhao Hezheng is there.
In fact, what Huang Mo asked didn't enter his ears at all. At this moment, he was full of eyes, just a little girl was raising her hand to touch his forehead. He was so much taller than his sister that she felt a little hard.
Fortunately, he didn't have a centimeter higher, Zhao he thought. Otherwise, my sister would stand on tiptoe, which might make my sister discount her favor.
"Zhao he?" Huang Mo's persistent call finally brings back his comrades in arms.
Zhao he wants to respond to a "huh?" When he couldn't breathe quickly, he reflected his current situation. He quickly mobilized his facial muscles, raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes, forming a standard inquiring manner.
"I ask if you have a low fever," Huang Mo said patiently, "just nod or shake your head."
Zhao he shakes his head. After two times, he realizes something. He frowns heavily and shakes his head again.
Huang Mo understood: "you don't know?"
Zhao he's eyes brightened and he nodded at once.
"Let me ask you another question. Besides your voice, do you still feel sick? For example, is he tired or tired? "
Zhao he quietly felt for a while, a face of teacher Huang is really God also exclaimed, continue to nod.
Huang Mo's fundus is worried: "sure enough, there is still inflammation."
Zhao he seldom shows weakness to others, but after listening to Huang Mo's words, he somehow wants to win sympathy, and his face immediately gets pitiful.
Huang Mo looked at him gently for a moment and sighed: "since you are all ill, let go of my hand."
Zhao Heqiong found that he raised his hand and pressed Huang Mo's hand to detect the temperature on his forehead, and the big hand pressed the small hand so tightly.
He jerked his hand back, like it was burning.
Huang Mo patted him on the arm to show his understanding. However, as a fellow soldier in the trench, what he should advise is: "you are still empty. Don't think about those messy things and hurt yourself."
Zhao he
Huang and so on, things are not as far-reaching as you think!!!
"Small mines, mines, mines!"
Shi Po's howling call and Zhao he's shouting from the bottom of his heart were fired at the same time.
But the other kids couldn't hear Zhao's soul cry, so they were all shocked by Luo's broken Gong voice. Lin Dilei jumped up and ran to the window as soon as possible to make sure that there was no zombie outside. After tearing the window, she broke the window sash!
In the moonlight, my comrades in arms ran away.
Lin Dilei watched her comrades in arms getting closer and closer in the sound of messy footsteps
"Be careful!"
The comrades in arms had not arrived yet, but they suddenly drank in unison.
Without waiting for her to think, a strange male student suddenly appeared in front of the window and jumped directly into the window. The speed was so fast and the action was so violent that her feet staggered.
"Are you all right?" Luo Geng then jumps in, firmly holds Lin Dilei, and quickly pulls her away from the position facing the window.
Just Dodge, the window will be a group of students scrambling to fill. They tried their best to squeeze in, yelling and kicking, and each face was almost ferocious and crazy!
With sharp eyes, Lin Dilei found that the most advanced students had rushed to the stove. When she saw the pot, she lifted the lid and found that it was empty. She threw the pot to the ground like anger! With a bang, even the noisy shouting and swearing can't cover it!
Lin Dilei immediately thought that he should be extremely hungry. In addition, he must have experienced extremely dangerous when he ran here from the outside, especially when there are zombies all over the world. This kind of environment is unimaginable to torture people's spirit, and it's not impossible to understand that his mood and even the whole person's state are abnormal.
But you can't let others pay for your tribulations, especially the things they depend on to survive!To break away from Luo Geng, Lin Dilei rushes over and wants to grab each other's hand: "don't worry about this classmate..."
"Screw you!" The boy didn't see who it was, or even whether it was a man or a woman, so he pushed away Lin Deli with great strength!
Luo Geng watched Lin Di Lei was pushed to fall out, the body heavily hit the next person how high shelf. The shelf shakes violently, and the pots and pans on it fall down, most of them hit Lin Dilei!
Fortunately, she protected her head, but she didn't suffer much substantial damage except that her arm was hurt badly.
But Luo Geng quit. He was so angry that he beat the boy in the past!
Boys are not vegetarians either. After standing firm, they fight back immediately and wrestle with Luo Geng!
All the health personnel and chemical shishiro left behind in the wusheng class were included, and none of them came to help Luo Geng. It's not that they don't want to, it's just that they have no skills.
The window suddenly poured in more than 20 guys, the first one ran to the pot, but it didn't work. The latecomers don't know whether they have seen the lessons from the past, or whether they have different orientations. The direction of disaster has been changed to freezers and warehouses.
The first boy to open the freezer, half a day did not open the frozen glass, actually directly broke the glass with a hammer!
Fu Xiyuan and Wu Zhou didn't even see whether he was the hammer he pulled out later or whether he had the murder weapon in his hand. But those are not important, the moment the freezer glass broke, two people will rush up, control each other!
But there's a second, a third, an eighth, a tenth!
All the freezers were opened, it was clear that there was only raw meat inside, and it was turned upside down!
Force value and courage value are not ranked on the Li Jingyu can not bear to ask with he, can stop one count one, can beat a pair count a pair!
At first, he was a little confused, but he reacted a few seconds later.
"Brothers, let's go --"
the Secretary of the Communist Youth League Party branch roared, and let's go when it's time.
Qi Yan, Song Fei and Wang Qingyuan shouldn't have been the last, but the uninvited guests didn't care what they were behind, they just rushed forward, as if they had gone in, and the zombies would not chase after them, let alone jump into the window.
As a last resort, they had to stay at the window. Fortunately, the speed of the intruders was fast enough. Until the last one jumped into the window, there were only three zombies they really handed over. One was from the hospital, and the other two were from the uninvited guests. They should be the leaders of the chasing army on both sides.
With Qi Yan the last one to enter, Huang Mo, who has been ignoring the scuffle behind him, closes the window and locks it cleanly.
She was the only one left at the window.
In front of Song Fei, Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan's eyes is the scuffle of man Houchu.
"You're fuckin 'sick -"
"who's going to stop me, who's going to die!"
"Calm down!"
"I'll go to your mother --"
"can you talk to others?"
"Get out of here!"
"Ah, ah --"
dozens of people were in a group, pots and pans were scattered all over the floor, and the case tables were all twisted. Wang Shan, together with two other chemistry class partners, dragged the three patients and their bedding to the corner.
Zhao, the fourth patient, has been fighting with the uninvited guest.
A touch of silvery white with a chill suddenly passed by Yu Guang Li.
Someone's got a knife!
Song Fei looks for a trace and sees a man stabbing Zhao he in the stomach!
Zhao he didn't expect the other party to be serious, so he forgot to dodge.
Zhao Feihe is about to be kicked by the assailant!
"You son of a bitch dare to use a knife?"
Wu Zhou was obviously impatient. After kicking, he didn't know how to hate him. He went up again and made up for it several times in a row!
Dong -
Song Fei was so excited by the huge noise that he turned to see that the door of the warehouse had been knocked open!
The intruders are so crazy that, in the final analysis, they just want to take a bite. But in fact, for the sake of stuttering, it's far from necessary. No one in their martial arts class or chemistry class ever thought of monopolizing here.
But the uninvited guests didn't know.
When we can't distinguish good from evil, some people assume that the other party is good, others assume that the other party is evil, and the intruders choose the latter.
"Ah -"
in a flash, he Zhiwen screamed in the warehouse.
Song Fei didn't even see how he followed in.
Legs start earlier than brain. The next second, people have entered the warehouse. Then Song Fei sees he Zhiwen holding a bag of flour to resist the attack of a male schoolmate, while the other party's folding knife has been inserted into the face bag!
"He Zhi Wen -" Song Fei's voice changed.
"I'm fine!" He Zhiwen was out of breath and his face was still in shock.
"It's OK. What the hell's your name?" Song Fei's heart almost jumped out of fear."He's a psycho, stabbing me with a knife!" He Zhiwen also asked that he should die.
That box of strong male students have pulled out the knife, and then grasp he Zhiwen's flour bag, force to throw away, back to poke a second time!
Song Fei rushes in the past, just like Wu Zhou kicks another son of a bitch before!
"You are crazy!" Song Fei was so angry that he was shaking, "for the stuttering murderer?"
The boy stood up from the ground and looked at Song Fei. His eyes were ruthless: "get out of the way."
The other side's voice was so low that it was frightening. The silence at the moment was in sharp contrast to the fierce "killing red eye" before, but it was inexplicably unified.
Somehow, Song Fei thought of Yu Zisheng.
The difference is that the people in front of him are a little more crazy than Zi Sheng. This kind of madness is hidden in his eyes, like the emotional inertia formed in some abnormal environment for a long time.
When I met Yu Zisheng, the corpse tide broke out in less than ten days.
Now, 23 days have passed.
"This is what I could have shared." Song Fei tried to make his voice sound gentle and friendly, "but you are not calm now, and you are not in the right mood. Can you slow down and listen to me first?"
The intruder's eyes narrowed dangerously: "I'll say it again for the last time. Get out of here. Don't look for death. "
Song Fei's voice cooled down: "in the future, everyone will have to be under a roof. Are you sure you want to tear your face?"
Uninvited guest no more nonsense, hit with a knife!
Song Fei is a hater. Good words can't do without hands. When the zombie has been beating him for more than 20 days?!
Nimbly dodging the blade, Song Fei grabs the other side's wrist holding the knife, and at the same time, his body pushes forward to smash the other side into the wall.
Before the other side recovered from the collision, Song Fei clasped the other side's wrists with both hands and smashed them against the wall continuously. He did not even give a breath.
No more than five times, the other side's folding knife is out of hand.
The sound of landing is even more loud. The tip of Song Fei's metal chopsticks is only 0.01 cm away from the neck of the uninvited guest.
"Who wants to die?" Song Fei asked word by word.
The man did not speak, but his legs began to shake.
When Song Fei was a villain for the first time, he even felt funny when he said his lines. But they took it seriously. Because when the other side used the knife, his intention to kill was true, so when the situation reversed, he believed his intention to kill.
Song Fei's mood was a little complicated, but before he could think about it, he suddenly thought of another thing.
If this person's killing intention is true, what about those people outside?!
As the chill passed through his heart, Song Fei didn't dare to think about it much. He grabbed the other side directly and put his arm around his neck. The other hand controlled the metal chopsticks and stopped close to the face of the hostage.
"Song Fei?" He Zhiwen couldn't understand and trembled.
"Shut up Simply and brutally blockade he, Song Fei takes the hostage step by step and slowly moves out of the warehouse.
It's a mess in the back kitchen.
The invaders were slightly superior to the aborigines in number, but slightly inferior in individual combat effectiveness, so they fought against each other for a while.
Both sides have hanging colors.
Both sides didn't mean to stop.
The invaders were not calm at first, while the Aborigines were not rational.
No wonder Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan didn't follow them into the kitchen. They had already been involved in the war. Now they are fighting one against three and one against two.
"Stop it all!" Song Fei tried his best to shout, "hit me again and kill him!"
The houchefs fight and scold all the time, but the threat is the only one. It really works.
All of them stopped reflexively and looked at Song Fei.
For a moment, the kitchen fell into a strange silence.
Seinfeld lost no time to repeat: "don't fight, your people are in my hands. Now can you say two words calmly?"
"No!"
"Get out of your mother!"
"Fart!"
"Who is he?"
“……”
Roughly speaking, there are no fewer than ten rejections.
What's left is not to refuse, but to move your hand, not to beep - to start again.
The war is back, and it's better than before.
Song Fei lived for 20 years, and today he opened his eyes: "you're so popular. You're amazing."
"Hostage" is furious, and Song Fei can even feel his whole body shaking when he roars: "I fuck your mother --"
this is a grassroots team, and may not even know each other completely.
Huang Mo raised his eyes and yelled for the first time: "Wang Shan -"
after waiting for a long time, the League branch secretary of Yinghua class 1 threw away his opponent and ran to the corner of the wall. He pulled open the broom and dustpan and took out an unknown ball of shot put size. He couldn't see the color of the ball, only a white lead hanging from the top of the ball.With one hand holding a bomb and the other hand rowing a lighter, Wang Shan's face overlapped with the faces of countless revolutionary martyrs in the weak flame -
"Whoever dares to move again, I'll blow it up!"
Wang's Wei drink is too novel. Some of the uninvited guests were not frightened, but laughed.
Wang Shan had been popularized by Huang Mo for a long time. He immediately gave a cold smile: "OK, let's open your eyes. Hao bin
Hao bin, who always loves to be the little girl in the emperor's new clothes, has been waiting for him. Now the League branch secretary gives the order. Without saying a word, he takes something out of his pocket and falls to the ground!
Bang -
the explosion sounds in the back kitchen. Theoretically speaking, it's not very loud, but the closed space with locked doors and windows sounds frightening enough. In particular, there was white smoke like a fire, rising slowly at the place where the unidentified object exploded. For a moment, taking the explosion point as the center of the circle, the visibility continued to decline within a radius of three meters.
The canteen is quiet at last.
Real, thorough.
All of a sudden, fire flashed from the white smoke.
Wang Shan was surprised. Just as he was about to step, Hao Bin took off his cotton padded clothes and put out the small fire in the bud.
Wang Shan Chang breathed a sigh of relief, but in retrospect, he was still very afraid: "who asked you to install the test device in the room and detonate it!"
Hao binwei was wronged: "when I was nervous, I forgot to throw it out of the window..."
Wang Shan disappointed: "bombs are not good, what else can you do?"
Hao bin wants to cry Branch secretary, I'm just an ordinary college student! "
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The kitchen on the first floor of the canteen is two and a half hours away from the departure of the drug search team.
Feng Qibai's and Zhou Tongyi's consciousness has fallen into chaos completely. Qiao Siqi is barely conscious, but his body is shaking more and more fiercely.
Lin Dilei and Huang Mo take care of the three comrades in arms all the time. They should not only keep them warm, but also keep their forehead cool physically. They sweat in the unheated kitchen.
Male students have no place to use, anxious heart straight angry, can only compete to run errands, take something for a water or something. Even Zhao he, who was not very comfortable himself, and chemical shishiro, who had no intimate relationship with the patient, did not stand by.
At this moment, there is no department, no major, no knowledge or no knowledge, familiar or unfamiliar in the kitchen. We are all classmates and brothers, sharing weal and woe, and working together.
Zhao he's voice still can't make a sound, what's more, inflammation is implicated in the body, and he also starts to have a low fever. At first, he didn't find it, because he felt nothing but a little tired. It's time to eat and drink. When people communicate with each other, he can also actively participate with his eyes and facial expressions.
Until Huang Mo found the clue from his more and more frequent frowning, he touched it with his hand, and his forehead was not too hot. He simply asked, "is it a little low fever?"
Zhao Hezheng is there.
In fact, what Huang Mo asked didn't enter his ears at all. At this moment, he was full of eyes, just a little girl was raising her hand to touch his forehead. He was so much taller than his sister that she felt a little hard.
Fortunately, he didn't have a centimeter higher, Zhao he thought. Otherwise, my sister would stand on tiptoe, which might make my sister discount her favor.
"Zhao he?" Huang Mo's persistent call finally brings back his comrades in arms.
Zhao he wants to respond to a "huh?" When he couldn't breathe quickly, he reflected his current situation. He quickly mobilized his facial muscles, raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes, forming a standard inquiring manner.
"I ask if you have a low fever," Huang Mo said patiently, "just nod or shake your head."
Zhao he shakes his head. After two times, he realizes something. He frowns heavily and shakes his head again.
Huang Mo understood: "you don't know?"
Zhao he's eyes brightened and he nodded at once.
"Let me ask you another question. Besides your voice, do you still feel sick? For example, is he tired or tired? "
Zhao he quietly felt for a while, a face of teacher Huang is really God also exclaimed, continue to nod.
Huang Mo's fundus is worried: "sure enough, there is still inflammation."
Zhao he seldom shows weakness to others, but after listening to Huang Mo's words, he somehow wants to win sympathy, and his face immediately gets pitiful.
Huang Mo looked at him gently for a moment and sighed: "since you are all ill, let go of my hand."
Zhao Heqiong found that he raised his hand and pressed Huang Mo's hand to detect the temperature on his forehead, and the big hand pressed the small hand so tightly.
He jerked his hand back, like it was burning.
Huang Mo patted him on the arm to show his understanding. However, as a fellow soldier in the trench, what he should advise is: "you are still empty. Don't think about those messy things and hurt yourself."
Zhao he
Huang and so on, things are not as far-reaching as you think!!!
"Small mines, mines, mines!"
Shi Po's howling call and Zhao he's shouting from the bottom of his heart were fired at the same time.
But the other kids couldn't hear Zhao's soul cry, so they were all shocked by Luo's broken Gong voice. Lin Dilei jumped up and ran to the window as soon as possible to make sure that there was no zombie outside. After tearing the window, she broke the window sash!
In the moonlight, my comrades in arms ran away.
Lin Dilei watched her comrades in arms getting closer and closer in the sound of messy footsteps
"Be careful!"
The comrades in arms had not arrived yet, but they suddenly drank in unison.
Without waiting for her to think, a strange male student suddenly appeared in front of the window and jumped directly into the window. The speed was so fast and the action was so violent that her feet staggered.
"Are you all right?" Luo Geng then jumps in, firmly holds Lin Dilei, and quickly pulls her away from the position facing the window.
Just Dodge, the window will be a group of students scrambling to fill. They tried their best to squeeze in, yelling and kicking, and each face was almost ferocious and crazy!
With sharp eyes, Lin Dilei found that the most advanced students had rushed to the stove. When she saw the pot, she lifted the lid and found that it was empty. She threw the pot to the ground like anger! With a bang, even the noisy shouting and swearing can't cover it!
Lin Dilei immediately thought that he should be extremely hungry. In addition, he must have experienced extremely dangerous when he ran here from the outside, especially when there are zombies all over the world. This kind of environment is unimaginable to torture people's spirit, and it's not impossible to understand that his mood and even the whole person's state are abnormal.
But you can't let others pay for your tribulations, especially the things they depend on to survive!To break away from Luo Geng, Lin Dilei rushes over and wants to grab each other's hand: "don't worry about this classmate..."
"Screw you!" The boy didn't see who it was, or even whether it was a man or a woman, so he pushed away Lin Deli with great strength!
Luo Geng watched Lin Di Lei was pushed to fall out, the body heavily hit the next person how high shelf. The shelf shakes violently, and the pots and pans on it fall down, most of them hit Lin Dilei!
Fortunately, she protected her head, but she didn't suffer much substantial damage except that her arm was hurt badly.
But Luo Geng quit. He was so angry that he beat the boy in the past!
Boys are not vegetarians either. After standing firm, they fight back immediately and wrestle with Luo Geng!
All the health personnel and chemical shishiro left behind in the wusheng class were included, and none of them came to help Luo Geng. It's not that they don't want to, it's just that they have no skills.
The window suddenly poured in more than 20 guys, the first one ran to the pot, but it didn't work. The latecomers don't know whether they have seen the lessons from the past, or whether they have different orientations. The direction of disaster has been changed to freezers and warehouses.
The first boy to open the freezer, half a day did not open the frozen glass, actually directly broke the glass with a hammer!
Fu Xiyuan and Wu Zhou didn't even see whether he was the hammer he pulled out later or whether he had the murder weapon in his hand. But those are not important, the moment the freezer glass broke, two people will rush up, control each other!
But there's a second, a third, an eighth, a tenth!
All the freezers were opened, it was clear that there was only raw meat inside, and it was turned upside down!
Force value and courage value are not ranked on the Li Jingyu can not bear to ask with he, can stop one count one, can beat a pair count a pair!
At first, he was a little confused, but he reacted a few seconds later.
"Brothers, let's go --"
the Secretary of the Communist Youth League Party branch roared, and let's go when it's time.
Qi Yan, Song Fei and Wang Qingyuan shouldn't have been the last, but the uninvited guests didn't care what they were behind, they just rushed forward, as if they had gone in, and the zombies would not chase after them, let alone jump into the window.
As a last resort, they had to stay at the window. Fortunately, the speed of the intruders was fast enough. Until the last one jumped into the window, there were only three zombies they really handed over. One was from the hospital, and the other two were from the uninvited guests. They should be the leaders of the chasing army on both sides.
With Qi Yan the last one to enter, Huang Mo, who has been ignoring the scuffle behind him, closes the window and locks it cleanly.
She was the only one left at the window.
In front of Song Fei, Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan's eyes is the scuffle of man Houchu.
"You're fuckin 'sick -"
"who's going to stop me, who's going to die!"
"Calm down!"
"I'll go to your mother --"
"can you talk to others?"
"Get out of here!"
"Ah, ah --"
dozens of people were in a group, pots and pans were scattered all over the floor, and the case tables were all twisted. Wang Shan, together with two other chemistry class partners, dragged the three patients and their bedding to the corner.
Zhao, the fourth patient, has been fighting with the uninvited guest.
A touch of silvery white with a chill suddenly passed by Yu Guang Li.
Someone's got a knife!
Song Fei looks for a trace and sees a man stabbing Zhao he in the stomach!
Zhao he didn't expect the other party to be serious, so he forgot to dodge.
Zhao Feihe is about to be kicked by the assailant!
"You son of a bitch dare to use a knife?"
Wu Zhou was obviously impatient. After kicking, he didn't know how to hate him. He went up again and made up for it several times in a row!
Dong -
Song Fei was so excited by the huge noise that he turned to see that the door of the warehouse had been knocked open!
The intruders are so crazy that, in the final analysis, they just want to take a bite. But in fact, for the sake of stuttering, it's far from necessary. No one in their martial arts class or chemistry class ever thought of monopolizing here.
But the uninvited guests didn't know.
When we can't distinguish good from evil, some people assume that the other party is good, others assume that the other party is evil, and the intruders choose the latter.
"Ah -"
in a flash, he Zhiwen screamed in the warehouse.
Song Fei didn't even see how he followed in.
Legs start earlier than brain. The next second, people have entered the warehouse. Then Song Fei sees he Zhiwen holding a bag of flour to resist the attack of a male schoolmate, while the other party's folding knife has been inserted into the face bag!
"He Zhi Wen -" Song Fei's voice changed.
"I'm fine!" He Zhiwen was out of breath and his face was still in shock.
"It's OK. What the hell's your name?" Song Fei's heart almost jumped out of fear."He's a psycho, stabbing me with a knife!" He Zhiwen also asked that he should die.
That box of strong male students have pulled out the knife, and then grasp he Zhiwen's flour bag, force to throw away, back to poke a second time!
Song Fei rushes in the past, just like Wu Zhou kicks another son of a bitch before!
"You are crazy!" Song Fei was so angry that he was shaking, "for the stuttering murderer?"
The boy stood up from the ground and looked at Song Fei. His eyes were ruthless: "get out of the way."
The other side's voice was so low that it was frightening. The silence at the moment was in sharp contrast to the fierce "killing red eye" before, but it was inexplicably unified.
Somehow, Song Fei thought of Yu Zisheng.
The difference is that the people in front of him are a little more crazy than Zi Sheng. This kind of madness is hidden in his eyes, like the emotional inertia formed in some abnormal environment for a long time.
When I met Yu Zisheng, the corpse tide broke out in less than ten days.
Now, 23 days have passed.
"This is what I could have shared." Song Fei tried to make his voice sound gentle and friendly, "but you are not calm now, and you are not in the right mood. Can you slow down and listen to me first?"
The intruder's eyes narrowed dangerously: "I'll say it again for the last time. Get out of here. Don't look for death. "
Song Fei's voice cooled down: "in the future, everyone will have to be under a roof. Are you sure you want to tear your face?"
Uninvited guest no more nonsense, hit with a knife!
Song Fei is a hater. Good words can't do without hands. When the zombie has been beating him for more than 20 days?!
Nimbly dodging the blade, Song Fei grabs the other side's wrist holding the knife, and at the same time, his body pushes forward to smash the other side into the wall.
Before the other side recovered from the collision, Song Fei clasped the other side's wrists with both hands and smashed them against the wall continuously. He did not even give a breath.
No more than five times, the other side's folding knife is out of hand.
The sound of landing is even more loud. The tip of Song Fei's metal chopsticks is only 0.01 cm away from the neck of the uninvited guest.
"Who wants to die?" Song Fei asked word by word.
The man did not speak, but his legs began to shake.
When Song Fei was a villain for the first time, he even felt funny when he said his lines. But they took it seriously. Because when the other side used the knife, his intention to kill was true, so when the situation reversed, he believed his intention to kill.
Song Fei's mood was a little complicated, but before he could think about it, he suddenly thought of another thing.
If this person's killing intention is true, what about those people outside?!
As the chill passed through his heart, Song Fei didn't dare to think about it much. He grabbed the other side directly and put his arm around his neck. The other hand controlled the metal chopsticks and stopped close to the face of the hostage.
"Song Fei?" He Zhiwen couldn't understand and trembled.
"Shut up Simply and brutally blockade he, Song Fei takes the hostage step by step and slowly moves out of the warehouse.
It's a mess in the back kitchen.
The invaders were slightly superior to the aborigines in number, but slightly inferior in individual combat effectiveness, so they fought against each other for a while.
Both sides have hanging colors.
Both sides didn't mean to stop.
The invaders were not calm at first, while the Aborigines were not rational.
No wonder Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan didn't follow them into the kitchen. They had already been involved in the war. Now they are fighting one against three and one against two.
"Stop it all!" Song Fei tried his best to shout, "hit me again and kill him!"
The houchefs fight and scold all the time, but the threat is the only one. It really works.
All of them stopped reflexively and looked at Song Fei.
For a moment, the kitchen fell into a strange silence.
Seinfeld lost no time to repeat: "don't fight, your people are in my hands. Now can you say two words calmly?"
"No!"
"Get out of your mother!"
"Fart!"
"Who is he?"
“……”
Roughly speaking, there are no fewer than ten rejections.
What's left is not to refuse, but to move your hand, not to beep - to start again.
The war is back, and it's better than before.
Song Fei lived for 20 years, and today he opened his eyes: "you're so popular. You're amazing."
"Hostage" is furious, and Song Fei can even feel his whole body shaking when he roars: "I fuck your mother --"
this is a grassroots team, and may not even know each other completely.
Huang Mo raised his eyes and yelled for the first time: "Wang Shan -"
after waiting for a long time, the League branch secretary of Yinghua class 1 threw away his opponent and ran to the corner of the wall. He pulled open the broom and dustpan and took out an unknown ball of shot put size. He couldn't see the color of the ball, only a white lead hanging from the top of the ball.With one hand holding a bomb and the other hand rowing a lighter, Wang Shan's face overlapped with the faces of countless revolutionary martyrs in the weak flame -
"Whoever dares to move again, I'll blow it up!"
Wang's Wei drink is too novel. Some of the uninvited guests were not frightened, but laughed.
Wang Shan had been popularized by Huang Mo for a long time. He immediately gave a cold smile: "OK, let's open your eyes. Hao bin
Hao bin, who always loves to be the little girl in the emperor's new clothes, has been waiting for him. Now the League branch secretary gives the order. Without saying a word, he takes something out of his pocket and falls to the ground!
Bang -
the explosion sounds in the back kitchen. Theoretically speaking, it's not very loud, but the closed space with locked doors and windows sounds frightening enough. In particular, there was white smoke like a fire, rising slowly at the place where the unidentified object exploded. For a moment, taking the explosion point as the center of the circle, the visibility continued to decline within a radius of three meters.
The canteen is quiet at last.
Real, thorough.
All of a sudden, fire flashed from the white smoke.
Wang Shan was surprised. Just as he was about to step, Hao Bin took off his cotton padded clothes and put out the small fire in the bud.
Wang Shan Chang breathed a sigh of relief, but in retrospect, he was still very afraid: "who asked you to install the test device in the room and detonate it!"
Hao binwei was wronged: "when I was nervous, I forgot to throw it out of the window..."
Wang Shan disappointed: "bombs are not good, what else can you do?"
Hao bin wants to cry Branch secretary, I'm just an ordinary college student! "
The kitchen on the first floor of the canteen is two and a half hours away from the departure of the drug search team. Feng Qibai's and Zhou Tongyi's consciousness has fallen into chaos completely. Qiao Siqi is barely conscious, but his body is shaking more and more fiercely. Lin Dilei and Huang Mo take care of the three comrades in arms all the time. They should not only keep them warm, but also keep their forehead cool physically. They sweat in the unheated kitchen. Male students have no place to use, anxious heart straight angry, can only compete to run errands, take something for a water or something. Even Zhao he, who was not very comfortable himself, and chemical shishiro, who had no intimate relationship with the patient, did not stand by. At this moment, there is no department, no major, no knowledge or no knowledge, familiar or unfamiliar in the kitchen. We are all classmates and brothers, sharing weal and woe, and working together. Zhao he's voice still can't make a sound, what's more, inflammation is implicated in the body, and he also starts to have a low fever. At first, he didn't find it, because he felt nothing but a little tired. It's time to eat and drink. When people communicate with each other, he can also actively participate with his eyes and facial expressions. Until Huang Mo found the clue from his more and more frequent frowning, he touched it with his hand, and his forehead was not too hot. He simply asked, "is it a little low fever?" Zhao Hezheng is there. In fact, what Huang Mo asked didn't enter his ears at all. At this moment, he was full of eyes, just a little girl was raising her hand to touch his forehead. He was so much taller than his sister that she felt a little hard. Fortunately, he didn't have a centimeter higher, Zhao he thought. Otherwise, my sister would stand on tiptoe, which might make my sister discount her favor. "Zhao he?" Huang Mo's persistent call finally brings back his comrades in arms. Zhao he wants to respond to a "huh?" When he couldn't breathe quickly, he reflected his current situation. He quickly mobilized his facial muscles, raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes, forming a standard inquiring manner. "I ask if you have a low fever," Huang Mo said patiently, "just nod or shake your head." Zhao he shakes his head. After two times, he realizes something. He frowns heavily and shakes his head again. Huang Mo understood: "you don't know?" Zhao he's eyes brightened and he nodded at once. "Let me ask you another question. Besides your voice, do you still feel sick? For example, is he tired or tired? " Zhao he quietly felt for a while, a face of teacher Huang is really God also exclaimed, continue to nod. Huang Mo's fundus is worried: "sure enough, there is still inflammation." Zhao he seldom shows weakness to others, but after listening to Huang Mo's words, he somehow wants to win sympathy, and his face immediately gets pitiful. Huang Mo looked at him gently for a moment and sighed: "since you are all ill, let go of my hand." Zhao Heqiong found that he raised his hand and pressed Huang Mo's hand to detect the temperature on his forehead, and the big hand pressed the small hand so tightly. He jerked his hand back, like it was burning. Huang Mo patted him on the arm to show his understanding. However, as a fellow soldier in the trench, what he should advise is: "you are still empty. Don't think about those messy things and hurt yourself." Zhao he Huang and so on, things are not as far-reaching as you think!!! "Small mines, mines, mines!" Shi Po's howling call and Zhao he's shouting from the bottom of his heart were fired at the same time. But the other kids couldn't hear Zhao's soul cry, so they were all shocked by Luo's broken Gong voice. Lin Dilei jumped up and ran to the window as soon as possible to make sure that there was no zombie outside. After tearing the window, she broke the window sash! In the moonlight, my comrades in arms ran away. Lin Dilei watched her comrades in arms getting closer and closer in the sound of messy footsteps "Be careful!" The comrades in arms had not arrived yet, but they suddenly drank in unison. Without waiting for her to think, a strange male student suddenly appeared in front of the window and jumped directly into the window. The speed was so fast and the action was so violent that her feet staggered. "Are you all right?" Luo Geng then jumps in, firmly holds Lin Dilei, and quickly pulls her away from the position facing the window. Just Dodge, the window will be a group of students scrambling to fill. They tried their best to squeeze in, yelling and kicking, and each face was almost ferocious and crazy! With sharp eyes, Lin Dilei found that the most advanced students had rushed to the stove. When she saw the pot, she lifted the lid and found that it was empty. She threw the pot to the ground like anger! With a bang, even the noisy shouting and swearing can't cover it! Lin Dilei immediately thought that he should be extremely hungry. In addition, he must have experienced extremely dangerous when he ran here from the outside, especially when there are zombies all over the world. This kind of environment is unimaginable to torture people's spirit, and it's not impossible to understand that his mood and even the whole person's state are abnormal. But you can't let others pay for your tribulations, especially the things they depend on to survive!To break away from Luo Geng, Lin Dilei rushes over and wants to grab each other's hand: "don't worry about this classmate..." "Screw you!" The boy didn't see who it was, or even whether it was a man or a woman, so he pushed away Lin Deli with great strength! Luo Geng watched Lin Di Lei was pushed to fall out, the body heavily hit the next person how high shelf. The shelf shakes violently, and the pots and pans on it fall down, most of them hit Lin Dilei! Fortunately, she protected her head, but she didn't suffer much substantial damage except that her arm was hurt badly. But Luo Geng quit. He was so angry that he beat the boy in the past! Boys are not vegetarians either. After standing firm, they fight back immediately and wrestle with Luo Geng! All the health personnel and chemical shishiro left behind in the wusheng class were included, and none of them came to help Luo Geng. It's not that they don't want to, it's just that they have no skills. The window suddenly poured in more than 20 guys, the first one ran to the pot, but it didn't work. The latecomers don't know whether they have seen the lessons from the past, or whether they have different orientations. The direction of disaster has been changed to freezers and warehouses. The first boy to open the freezer, half a day did not open the frozen glass, actually directly broke the glass with a hammer! Fu Xiyuan and Wu Zhou didn't even see whether he was the hammer he pulled out later or whether he had the murder weapon in his hand. But those are not important, the moment the freezer glass broke, two people will rush up, control each other! But there's a second, a third, an eighth, a tenth! All the freezers were opened, it was clear that there was only raw meat inside, and it was turned upside down! Force value and courage value are not ranked on the Li Jingyu can not bear to ask with he, can stop one count one, can beat a pair count a pair! At first, he was a little confused, but he reacted a few seconds later. "Brothers, let's go --" the Secretary of the Communist Youth League Party branch roared, and let's go when it's time. Qi Yan, Song Fei and Wang Qingyuan shouldn't have been the last, but the uninvited guests didn't care what they were behind, they just rushed forward, as if they had gone in, and the zombies would not chase after them, let alone jump into the window. As a last resort, they had to stay at the window. Fortunately, the speed of the intruders was fast enough. Until the last one jumped into the window, there were only three zombies they really handed over. One was from the hospital, and the other two were from the uninvited guests. They should be the leaders of the chasing army on both sides. With Qi Yan the last one to enter, Huang Mo, who has been ignoring the scuffle behind him, closes the window and locks it cleanly. She was the only one left at the window. In front of Song Fei, Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan's eyes is the scuffle of man Houchu. "You're fuckin 'sick -" "who's going to stop me, who's going to die!" "Calm down!" "I'll go to your mother --" "can you talk to others?" "Get out of here!" "Ah, ah --" dozens of people were in a group, pots and pans were scattered all over the floor, and the case tables were all twisted. Wang Shan, together with two other chemistry class partners, dragged the three patients and their bedding to the corner. Zhao, the fourth patient, has been fighting with the uninvited guest. A touch of silvery white with a chill suddenly passed by Yu Guang Li. Someone's got a knife! Song Fei looks for a trace and sees a man stabbing Zhao he in the stomach! Zhao he didn't expect the other party to be serious, so he forgot to dodge. Zhao Feihe is about to be kicked by the assailant! "You son of a bitch dare to use a knife?" Wu Zhou was obviously impatient. After kicking, he didn't know how to hate him. He went up again and made up for it several times in a row! Dong - Song Fei was so excited by the huge noise that he turned to see that the door of the warehouse had been knocked open! The intruders are so crazy that, in the final analysis, they just want to take a bite. But in fact, for the sake of stuttering, it's far from necessary. No one in their martial arts class or chemistry class ever thought of monopolizing here. But the uninvited guests didn't know. When we can't distinguish good from evil, some people assume that the other party is good, others assume that the other party is evil, and the intruders choose the latter. "Ah -" in a flash, he Zhiwen screamed in the warehouse. Song Fei didn't even see how he followed in. Legs start earlier than brain. The next second, people have entered the warehouse. Then Song Fei sees he Zhiwen holding a bag of flour to resist the attack of a male schoolmate, while the other party's folding knife has been inserted into the face bag! "He Zhi Wen -" Song Fei's voice changed. "I'm fine!" He Zhiwen was out of breath and his face was still in shock. "It's OK. What the hell's your name?" Song Fei's heart almost jumped out of fear."He's a psycho, stabbing me with a knife!" He Zhiwen also asked that he should die. That box of strong male students have pulled out the knife, and then grasp he Zhiwen's flour bag, force to throw away, back to poke a second time! Song Fei rushes in the past, just like Wu Zhou kicks another son of a bitch before! "You are crazy!" Song Fei was so angry that he was shaking, "for the stuttering murderer?" The boy stood up from the ground and looked at Song Fei. His eyes were ruthless: "get out of the way." The other side's voice was so low that it was frightening. The silence at the moment was in sharp contrast to the fierce "killing red eye" before, but it was inexplicably unified. Somehow, Song Fei thought of Yu Zisheng. The difference is that the people in front of him are a little more crazy than Zi Sheng. This kind of madness is hidden in his eyes, like the emotional inertia formed in some abnormal environment for a long time. When I met Yu Zisheng, the corpse tide broke out in less than ten days. Now, 23 days have passed. "This is what I could have shared." Song Fei tried to make his voice sound gentle and friendly, "but you are not calm now, and you are not in the right mood. Can you slow down and listen to me first?" The intruder's eyes narrowed dangerously: "I'll say it again for the last time. Get out of here. Don't look for death. " Song Fei's voice cooled down: "in the future, everyone will have to be under a roof. Are you sure you want to tear your face?" Uninvited guest no more nonsense, hit with a knife! Song Fei is a hater. Good words can't do without hands. When the zombie has been beating him for more than 20 days?! Nimbly dodging the blade, Song Fei grabs the other side's wrist holding the knife, and at the same time, his body pushes forward to smash the other side into the wall. Before the other side recovered from the collision, Song Fei clasped the other side's wrists with both hands and smashed them against the wall continuously. He did not even give a breath. No more than five times, the other side's folding knife is out of hand. The sound of landing is even more loud. The tip of Song Fei's metal chopsticks is only 0.01 cm away from the neck of the uninvited guest. "Who wants to die?" Song Fei asked word by word. The man did not speak, but his legs began to shake. When Song Fei was a villain for the first time, he even felt funny when he said his lines. But they took it seriously. Because when the other side used the knife, his intention to kill was true, so when the situation reversed, he believed his intention to kill. Song Fei's mood was a little complicated, but before he could think about it, he suddenly thought of another thing. If this person's killing intention is true, what about those people outside?! As the chill passed through his heart, Song Fei didn't dare to think about it much. He grabbed the other side directly and put his arm around his neck. The other hand controlled the metal chopsticks and stopped close to the face of the hostage. "Song Fei?" He Zhiwen couldn't understand and trembled. "Shut up Simply and brutally blockade he, Song Fei takes the hostage step by step and slowly moves out of the warehouse. It's a mess in the back kitchen. The invaders were slightly superior to the aborigines in number, but slightly inferior in individual combat effectiveness, so they fought against each other for a while. Both sides have hanging colors. Both sides didn't mean to stop. The invaders were not calm at first, while the Aborigines were not rational. No wonder Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan didn't follow them into the kitchen. They had already been involved in the war. Now they are fighting one against three and one against two. "Stop it all!" Song Fei tried his best to shout, "hit me again and kill him!" The houchefs fight and scold all the time, but the threat is the only one. It really works. All of them stopped reflexively and looked at Song Fei. For a moment, the kitchen fell into a strange silence. Seinfeld lost no time to repeat: "don't fight, your people are in my hands. Now can you say two words calmly?" "No!" "Get out of your mother!" "Fart!" "Who is he?" Roughly speaking, there are no fewer than ten rejections. What's left is not to refuse, but to move your hand, not to beep - to start again. The war is back, and it's better than before. Song Fei lived for 20 years, and today he opened his eyes: "you're so popular. You're amazing." "Hostage" is furious, and Song Fei can even feel his whole body shaking when he roars: "I fuck your mother --" this is a grassroots team, and may not even know each other completely. Huang Mo raised his eyes and yelled for the first time: "Wang Shan -" after waiting for a long time, the League branch secretary of Yinghua class 1 threw away his opponent and ran to the corner of the wall. He pulled open the broom and dustpan and took out an unknown ball of shot put size. He couldn't see the color of the ball, only a white lead hanging from the top of the ball.With one hand holding a bomb and the other hand rowing a lighter, Wang Shan's face overlapped with the faces of countless revolutionary martyrs in the weak flame - "Whoever dares to move again, I'll blow it up!" Wang's Wei drink is too novel. Some of the uninvited guests were not frightened, but laughed. Wang Shan had been popularized by Huang Mo for a long time. He immediately gave a cold smile: "OK, let's open your eyes. Hao bin Hao bin, who always loves to be the little girl in the emperor's new clothes, has been waiting for him. Now the League branch secretary gives the order. Without saying a word, he takes something out of his pocket and falls to the ground! Bang - the explosion sounds in the back kitchen. Theoretically speaking, it's not very loud, but the closed space with locked doors and windows sounds frightening enough. In particular, there was white smoke like a fire, rising slowly at the place where the unidentified object exploded. For a moment, taking the explosion point as the center of the circle, the visibility continued to decline within a radius of three meters. The canteen is quiet at last. Real, thorough. All of a sudden, fire flashed from the white smoke. Wang Shan was surprised. Just as he was about to step, Hao Bin took off his cotton padded clothes and put out the small fire in the bud. Wang Shan Chang breathed a sigh of relief, but in retrospect, he was still very afraid: "who asked you to install the test device in the room and detonate it!" Hao binwei was wronged: "when I was nervous, I forgot to throw it out of the window..." Wang Shan disappointed: "bombs are not good, what else can you do?" Hao bin wants to cry Branch secretary, I'm just an ordinary college student! "
