A Son-in-law in Doomsday

A man with a gun came in through the window with a ferocious expression.

"My dear, let's just kill him."

Yang Mu was astonished. What were these people doing? Use a woman as a code for a safe deposit box?

"Are you robbing? Don't you know that there are zombies outside? "

The woman's husband approached Yang Mu, chuckled and said:

"It's just that there are zombies in the quarantine, it's not the end of the world. As long as we escape, the money is still good. What's the pity if we don't rob?"

Yang Mu had already noticed that these men were all wearing security uniforms, so he understood what was going on.

The hotel's security guards and waiters must have noticed the chaos and wanted to rob him, but the safe could not be opened, so they let the women talk first.

He really couldn't meddle in other people's business and fell into the pit. However, his luck was quite bad. After escaping from the tiger's den, he fell into the den of wolves.

Where did they get their weapons?

Seeing that the man was about to attack him, Yang Mu hurriedly said,

"Brother!" That's not right. We need money, right? Now, I should ask the old man about the secret of the safe. Why would he want to compete with me? "I'm just a passerby."

"How about this, my eloquence is better, let me go talk to the old man, if I can help you guys get the password, won't I save the explosives?" Besides, explosives may not be able to blow up a safe. "

The several of them looked at each other, and the husband of the woman finally nodded. It seemed that he was the leader of this group.

"Then try it. If you can't get it out, I'll kill you immediately!"

The bandit leader was very arrogant.

Yang Mu quickly walked to the side of the old man and squatted down to look at him.

"Your name is Wang Biao?"

Yang Mu had heard Liu Dan mention his name a moment ago.

"Yes."

Wang Biao was trembling with fear. He was frightened by the guns in the hands of these people. He never thought that such a situation would happen.

"Tell me the password, or they'll kill me first and then you."

"I …" I won't say it, I'll kill you, but if I kill you, then I'll consider not saying it. "

A trace of viciousness shot out from Wang Biao's eyes. He still bore a grudge when Yang Mu gave him a kick just now.

This matter was troublesome. Yang Mu was placed in the middle, and both sides hoped for his death.

"Wang Biao, ah, Wang Biao. I originally wasn't a bad person, but now I have no other choice. I don't want to die!"

While speaking, Yang Mu quickly made his move. He directly picked up Wang Biao and began to fight.

There were many fighting techniques, and Yang Mu had used the method of bluffing.

Although others might have seen how fierce his attacks were, in truth, none of them were fatal.

However, half a minute later, Wang Biao was still beaten red and swollen. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The few of them were dumbfounded. They didn't expect Yang Mu, who didn't look that old yet had fresh flesh, to be so ruthless.

"Hurry up and tell me your password, or I'll beat you to death!"

At this time, he had already beaten Wang Biao from the corner of the room all the way to the door.

The opportunity had come. Yang Mu grabbed Wang Biao by the neck and strode over to open the door.

"Not good!" He wants to run, shoot! "

After a few gunshots, a few bloody holes were created on Wang Biao's body. Because of his protection, Yang Mu stood outside the door unharmed.

He quickly turned his head around and looked at Wang Biao with an ice-cold expression.

Wang Biao's face was pale as a sheet, and his eyes were wide open as he looked Yang Mu in the eye.

"This is the outcome you chose, don't blame me!"

With that, Yang Mu forcefully pushed Wang Biao into the room and ran.

"I've been tricked!" This kid is fighting so hard to attract our attention, so he took the opportunity to run to the door. "

"He's too cunning. We can't let him escape. He's vicious and dangerous. He's already prepared. He used Old Devil Wang Biao as a shield to block our bullets!"

The few of them rushed out of the guest room in a hubbub. Yang Mu ran into the nearby stairwell and ran all the way up to the 30th floor, panting heavily.

Ever since he was young, he had been running with his life. His speed and endurance had already reached the limits of a human body. These past two years of extreme sports training had also allowed him to refresh his limits time and time again, reaching a super perfect state.

This place was no longer a shop. Yang Mu was leaning against the staircase door as he looked around. There was a very long corridor, and two rooms on both sides of the corridor. It could even be considered a hotel apartment.

Yang Mu knew that this kind of house, the price is relatively low, small property rights, the housing area is not big, can be used as a bachelor apartment, or can also be used as an office space.

However, since he was unable to register the address, the rent was not too high. It was suitable for people who had just started their business.

Judging from the sounds below, they probably wouldn't be able to make it up. Those with decent physiques would have to climb to the 17th floor to catch their breath, then every step they took would be like climbing to the heavens. So the pursuers couldn't come up that quickly and might even give up.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Mu entered the corridor, hoping to find a safe place to rest.

Just as he walked seven or eight meters out, the nearby door suddenly opened and a hulking 1.9m tall man appeared. He seemed to be still sleeping, his eyes were narrowed, and his teeth were brushed with a toothbrush, and his mouth was filled with foam.

"Is it a takeout?" Why did he just arrive? I've been doing this for an hour. "

Yang Mu was stunned for a moment before he smiled.

"How many days have we slept?"

"I didn't sleep for a few days. I drank with a friend the night before and slept until just last night …" Ah? Where's my chicken pot? It's in your bag behind you. "

"This place has already become a quarantine, you still don't know?"

"Isolation of what?"

"Zombie, the end of the world is coming."

"The end of the world? "Hahaha, what are you talking about?"

"It seems like you really don't know. Come, come, come. I'll slowly explain it to you."

Yang Mu pushed the burly man into the house, and after seeing that there were no pursuers on the stairs, he closed the door and entered.

This was a one-bedroom apartment. There was a balcony in the living room, and on the balcony, there was a telescope. Yang Mu walked over and pulled the curtain open a crack, and then picked up the telescope to look outside.

Everything within a few hundred meters could be seen quite clearly. It became blurry just from being too far away.

"My name is Yang Mu, an apocalypse survivor."

"I am Song Ren … "Fuck, what is this?"

Song Ren's expression changed drastically as he looked down at the scattered cars, the blood stains on the ground, and the crowd gathered together, roaring and shouting. He was dumbstruck.

"The apocalypse, the zombie crisis."

"Where did this zombie come from?"

"I don't know, but he suddenly changed. He was only in the ancient city, so this place has become an isolated area."

Song Ren was stunned for a moment before he ran to his bed to make a call. He called a few times, but no one answered.

"Dad, Mom lives in Ancient City. Why aren't they answering the phone? No, I have to go home."

"Tall guy, I can't get out. Take a look at the surrounding area. Although the buildings aren't surrounded by zombies, there are too many zombies at a distance of a few hundred meters, especially towards the exit B … …"

He muttered the last sentence to himself in a very soft voice.

He held the binoculars and looked at the situation over there. The area a few kilometers in length was filled with zombies!

It was most likely because it was the exit, so many people came here at first. However, there was a barricade in front of them, separating them from the others, so they didn't run out. In the end, they became zombies.

Song Ren scratched his head in frustration and said depressingly:

"Why don't the army rush in and take care of the zombies?"

"There are eight to nine hundred thousand people in the Ancient City, how can we kill them? How much equipment should be transferred? Even if you want to take action, you still need to prepare. "

As Yang Mu spoke, he scanned the room and was surprised to find that the blanket on the bed was moving.

"There's someone inside?"

"Ah?" Oh, that chick I was drinking with, she brought it back with her. "

Just as Song Ren finished speaking, the blanket was thrown to the side. The person on the bed slowly sat up.

The upper half of his body was naked, his figure was not bad, but his skin was very white and unnatural.

With her jujube red hair flowing down her shoulders, it was clear from the look on her face that she was a little scary.

His lips were turned outwards, his teeth were huge, his eyes were weak, and they were filled with white. He was clearly a zombie.

"Brother, are you hugging zombies and sleeping?"

"Can't? I was with her before I got up... "It was just a few minutes ago, the cries she made …"

Song Ren's expression changed drastically as she thought back to what happened just now. Her cries were a bit miserable, as if she was a beast roaring in suppressed rage.

When Yang Mu saw the change in Song Ren's expression, he felt goosebumps rising all over his body.

"The apocalypse started yesterday morning. Did you and this woman get drunk and go straight home to sleep yesterday morning?"

"Eh …"

"Tall guy, you're so awesome! This woman must have turned into a corpse a long time ago, but alcohol still worked on her, so she's a drunk zombie. I've been sleeping with you, and you were actually sleeping with her … "No kissing?"

"No …" I wanted to kiss her, but I wouldn't kiss her if I smelled her breath. "

Yang Mu had never admired anyone in his life, so at this time he really admired this big guy. His luck was so good that even though he got rid of the zombie, he was still safe and sound.

However, this proved a problem, the zombies were dangerous with their claws and teeth, which were covered in a layer of mucus, and only when the mucus entered the human body would they quickly turn into a corpse. The other problems were not big, so no one got infected.

Holding the axe in his hand, he quickly pulled the table as an obstacle. This was Yang Mu's experience dealing with zombies, finding obstacles to attack could reduce the risk.

"F * ck me!" You mean I slept with a zombie, right? Mother! Mother! "

The big bloke's face turned purple. He ran straight to the bathroom and vomited. He even turned on the tap to wash something.

Yang Mu didn't even need to guess to know what he was washing for. He was probably scared to death.

Clenching the axe tightly, she looked at the woman on the bed. She did not go crazy like the other zombies. Instead, she sat there and stared straight at Qin An.

After watching for a while, he slowly got up. Kneeling, his hands touching the bed, he crawled like a dog.

She climbed onto the bed and fell to the ground with a thud, but she didn't mind at all. She got up and continued to climb until she reached the bathroom door.

The big guy, Song Ren, came out with his pants. When he saw the zombie that was giggling at him, he shouted in fear:

"Mom!"