zombie frenzy

Chapter 310
The open window seems to be a room where medical waste is piled up. There are large plastic buckets on the walls on both sides. Some medical waste is discarded in the black bags. Several large plastic bags that have been tied up are piled up together. Waiting for the staff to clear it away.

Lawrence walked over lightly, leaned against the door and listened for a while, put his hand on the doorknob, slowly twisted it open, and opened the wooden door slightly.

An unpleasant smell of corruption came over. After the power outage, there was no ventilation system, and the enclosed space inside could not dissipate the odor. The monsters who had been wandering in the hospital for a long time had a very strong smell, unless they walked to the door. Only after being blown by the bitter cold wind outside for half a day can it be eliminated.

Frowning, Lawrence reached out his hand to touch his body, took a small mirror, and slowly stretched it out through the crack of the door.

Not far away, a zombie was lying on a door, banging its head on the wooden door lightly, looking like a psychopath.

Lawrence slowly adjusted the mirror. Behind the monster, in the depths of the passage, there were still a few figures wandering around randomly, going in and out of several doors, occasionally touching the metal shelf next to it, making a clanging sound, It caused a few pairs of blood red eyes to look at the past.

He couldn't get out in such a situation, unless he killed all these monsters, but once they were alarmed and the monsters attacked in groups, Lawrence didn't believe that he could succeed.

Lawrence frowned, leaned against the wall, and looked left and right at the trash cans on both sides. Seeing that his eyes lit up, he walked over quickly, reached out and searched for a while, and found a few small trash cans. Medicines in hand.

Slowly open the door, this action is very slow, every time he opens it, Lawrence will stop, and only dare to continue after observing the behavior of the zombies with a mirror.

The cold wind blew in through the open window, rolled up the paper scraps and dust on the ground, and quickly took the dirty air away from the passage.

A few zombies looked towards the waste room suspiciously, but they didn't have much consciousness, and they didn't understand the cold and heat. They each continued with their previous actions.

Carrying a plastic bucket to block the wooden door so that it would not be closed by the cold wind blowing in, Lawrence leaned against the door and waited for a while, when he heard the soft knocking sound next to him again, he took a small medicine The bottle was thrown against the floor.

Ding ding ding.

The small medicine bottle rolled all the way, making a crisp sound when it collided with the floor, but when Lawrence threw it close to the ground, the sound was greatly compressed, and could barely be heard only a few meters away.

The monster that had been hitting the wooden door with its forehead suddenly turned its head around, staring at the dripping medicine bottle on the ground with blood-red eyes, screamed twice, swayed its body and walked over here.

In the mirror, the monsters behind were not disturbed, they were still wandering around separately, shuttling between several doors.

Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief, slowly retracted the small mirror, took out a small medicine bottle again, tilted his head, and listened to the monster's footsteps outside, and when it was about to approach the door, he bent down and gently pushed the medicine bottle towards the window. The direction was thrown out.

The ding ding outside had stopped, and the small medicine bottle on the ground rolled a few times after hitting the wall and stopped jumping. The monster was about to shift its sight, moved back to the wooden door, and continued its slamming action. Attracted by the voice in the room, he yelled and rushed into the room quickly.

Lawrence held his breath and pressed against the wall, trying not to let the aura of strangers come out. He tightly grasped the Eagle King's claws in his hand, his ability unfolded, and everything around him slowed down.

A black shadow rushed into the room quickly, rushed to the window, looked down at the still throbbing little medicine bottle, and stretched out his hands, trying to grab it.

Suddenly a strong wind blew overhead, but this strong wind was covered by the cold wind outside, which did not disturb the monster at all.

The eagle's claws pulled out a few cold lights, and streaked across the zombie's head, bringing up a few blood lines.

Lawrence stepped forward quickly and grabbed the zombie's back collar, so as not to let the limp monster hit the ground and startle the wandering zombies outside.

tear.

The clothes that had been soaked in greasy dirt for two or three months had become rotten. The back collar was still in Lawrence's hands, but it became extremely light. A large piece of cloth was torn off the zombie's back, and the body could not control it. , quickly smashed towards the ground, and the tattered head hit the wall directly, making a muffled bang, and following the impact, a large pile of dirty blood and brains gushed out from the skull that was grabbed by the eagle claws, Pour it all over.

Lawrence's eyes widened, he gasped, and before he had time to think, he grabbed the rag and jumped back to the wall, leaning against the wall against the door frame, waiting nervously.

The eagle claws in his hand dripped black viscous juice on the ground, a small piece of white debris slid down along the dirty blood, fell to the ground with a thud, and splashed a beautiful sap in the dust on the floor. pattern.

In the corridor, several hurried footsteps sounded, and the two monsters who had just walked out of the room were startled by the dull sound, howling and rushing towards here.

Behind them, a few monsters poked their heads out suspiciously, their eyes slowly lit up, and instinctively followed the footsteps of their companions, shouting wildly, and waving their arms to catch up.

Three, two, one.

Lawrence counted silently, and the sound of footsteps reached the door in an instant, and two gray-brown figures crossed the door frame and rushed towards the inside.

At this moment, Lawrence suddenly squatted down and stretched out his feet to block the door. The two zombies were looking forward with their blood-red eyes looking for the place where the sound was coming from. There was an obstacle, he stumbled, and his body quickly rushed to the ground.

The first zombie was tripped by him, and his body hit the floor heavily, kicking up the thick dust on it, and the whole room seemed to vibrate.

Before it could get up, behind it, its companion fell down, and pressed on it with a bang, crushing the monster on the ground a lot.

Lawrence put his feet away and rushed up, holding the monster's back with one hand, and waving the eagle claws in his hand, piercing the top monster's head.

The [-] to [-] centimeter long toes were like steel knives. The monster's hard head couldn't resist, and the toes were inserted in, all the way down, until the entire toe was not inserted into the skull.

Lawrence took a breath, pressed the monster's back, pulled out the eagle claw forcefully, stepped back quickly, and stuck it to the wall again.

In front of him, two zombies were stacked together, and a large pool of blood began to flow out from under their heads. This blow not only pierced the head of the monster above, but even the zombie below did not escape. , before he understood what happened, the back of his head was scratched by the eagle's claws.

Dirty blood gushed from several thumb-thick holes, and two zombies whose heads had been smashed joined in. The small room smelled bad. Fortunately, the windows were open, and the cold wind kept blowing in. , Take away the corrupt atmosphere inside, otherwise Lawrence would have been out of breath with tears in his eyes.

The sound of footsteps sounded again, and the three zombies lined up in a row, striding towards here, but after a few steps away, the companions in front could no longer be seen, and the sound of the impact gradually disappeared. Those monsters became a little slow.

Lawrence leaned against the wall, his eyes wandered over the trash can next to him, and he frowned. If he had known that the monsters would come running in such a swarm and then stop in front of the door, he should have grabbed a few more small medicine bottles in his hand at that time. , It's too late to think about going now, if the zombies poke their heads in by accident, he doesn't even have a chance to fight back, the only way is to jump out of the window and ask Bonnie for advice.

In such a narrow space, restricting the zombies also restricts him. One person facing three zombies at the same time, unless it is a brave fighter like Guo Feimark, Miya would not dare to do this, let alone him.

However, Lawrence's troubles didn't last long. The monsters suddenly twitched their noses and turned their heads one by one. There was no one to guide them, and they still rushed towards the room.

The brains in these opened heads flowed out. The breath has no feeling for human beings, but the unpleasant smell of corruption. But for zombies, they are so sensitive that they can catch a trace of peculiar smell mixed in it, and they are so excited. Shouting strangely, the stagnant footsteps suddenly accelerated, rushing to rush into the room.

boom.

Three zombies scrambled for each other, and three huge powerful zombies squeezed together. None of them could enter the room, but knocked the door frame into huge cracks.

Large pieces of the wall fell off, dust was flying all around, and the ceiling above the head was shaking non-stop.

Lawrence's eyes widened, and he hurriedly moved two steps to the side. At the same time, he squatted down and hid himself next to the trash can by the wall.

bang.

The second impact came one after another, and the three zombies refused to give in to each other. Under their impact, the door frame flew out, and hit the window with a bang, smashing several pieces of window glass, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound. shattered glass.

The wall collapsed, and the door just now disappeared, replaced by a huge hole.

Three zombies rushed in screaming ho ho ho, scrambling to rush to their companions on the ground, waving their arms, smashing the skull that had been pierced with several holes with one punch, tearing off the broken bones, grabbing the brains inside and desperately stuffed it into its mouth, and even a zombie lay down directly, put its mouth into the head of its companion, and swallowed big mouthfuls.

When Lawrence activated his ability, everything became extremely slow. His big mouth opened slowly, and a cloud of white brains was fed into his mouth little by little in his black palm.

The eagle's claws waved, and the body of a zombie whose back was facing him stiffened. A few cold rays of light swept across the center of its head, taking away a few drops of dirty blood.

Lawrence kicked the zombie away, and swiped the eagle claw again. A zombie in front of him just raised his head, and a slash suddenly appeared on his face. As soon as it fell, the dirty blood and brain matter inside fell all over the ground.

Ho ho.

The third scrambling zombie had already reacted, gave up the delicious food in front of him and waved his arms, a strong gust of wind hit his face.

For Lawrence, he is just the opposite of Alice. Lawrence, who has super dynamic vision, is not afraid of agile zombies at all. No matter how fast the speed is, he is as slow as a snail in his eyes. What he fears most is this. This kind of power-type monster, if he can't hit it, once he hits it, his thin body will temporarily lose the ability to resist.

laugh.

The sharp eagle claws scratched the zombie's arm and continued to fall. The zombie opened its mouth wide and continued to pounce without feeling anything.

Lawrence didn't dare to resist, stepped on his feet, and quickly stepped back. However, there was a wall not far behind him. As soon as he took a step back, his body was blocked and unable to move.

The zombie approached quickly in the field of vision, the waving arm broke off from its elbow, the two bare upper arms pointed at him, and the wide-open mouth bit his neck.

"Go away."

Lawrence roared and waved his eagle claws vigorously. There was a bang in the room, and the zombies pounced on him, overturning the trash can by the wall, accompanied by a large amount of sundries and garbage flying up. Pressing him tightly, the whole person disappeared under the body of the zombie.

(End of this chapter)