Apocalypse Meltdown

Zhou Shuli’s body fell to the ground, and the blood that surged constantly spurred everyone. Many people wanted to run out of their legs, but they did not dare to move because of fear. They were threatened to be scared by gunshots, but never at this base. I have seen who killed people directly.

For a moment, Chu Han’s impression in the eyes of everyone became as terrible as a zombie.

"Throw his body into zone a." Chu Han’s voice is calm, as if he had just killed a fresh man, just a chicken and a duck.

Chen Shaoye immediately picked up the zombies of Zhou Shuli and went all the way to the place where Chu Han said. The blood of the body flowed all the way, and the people in the entire square were kept there. More than 800 people in the huge place were quiet. Even breathing is careful.

Cheng Xianguo, Ye Chen and Yuezi were equally shocked. They had killed zombies and had conflicts with other bases. But they killed people. They haven’t done it. It’s just a month after the end of the world, as long as they are bold and have a little food. It’s not a problem, there’s a lot of place to live, and it’s not yet time to start fighting with the same family.

Cheng Zehao trembled and hid, he did not expect Zhou Shuli to be killed directly. What should I do now? Will the next plan continue?

The students from Mingqiu University were also scared of their souls. Ding Xue was surprised to squint, scared and wide-eyed, killing, she could not imagine! In front of this shot, the eyes are not stunned. The man who splashes the blood on his face and rubs it is really the Chu Han?

Hey! Hey!

The sound of the military boots on the ground was very loud, and it sounded in this silence with a certain rhythm. Chu Han’s posture was very tall and straight, and his expression was very majestic. The momentum shocked everyone and could not help but want to retreat. He stepped from the leftmost side of the crowd step by step, his eyes swept through the strangers who were different in age and different looks. Among them were men and women, old and young, aged between 10 and 50. Not waiting.

This is a very complex team, extremely difficult to communicate, extremely difficult to control.

There is no voice in the quiet crowd, and no one knows more than 800 people to do what this man is doing.

"You are very fortunate, the days are very good, there are food, you don't have to go out to kill the zombies in order to survive." Chu Han's voice suddenly sounded, very clear, everyone can hear, the sound of the military boots touching the ground also stopped.

"But you don't know!!"

Chu Han’s voice suddenly grew louder. Although the youngest voice was indeed owned by a 20-year-old college student, the voice contained the momentum as a general who came out of the war.

His hand suddenly lifted up, and pointed directly and steadily at the opposite bridge: "Bronze City! You were born, went to school, worked, married, and even have to raise a place! What is the population of the Copper City? You live here. You are the natives here, no one knows better than you! Come tell me! How many?!"

His voice is extremely loud, one time is bigger than one time, and the tone is stronger than once. The power of the violent as if it is a beast breaking through the shackles, with a **** Fang Gang.

No one answered, everyone became sluggish because of Chu Jun’s sudden majesty. They looked at Chuhan in front of them. He was younger than most of them. He could even be said to be childish and tender. He was a 20-year-old sophomore. He still hasn’t entered the society yet. Achievement of young people.

However, he, at this moment, has more than 800 people in front of him, can not tell a word.

"Three million!" The loud voice broke out in a quiet place, like a volcano, and Chuhan stood in front of everyone, his eyes dark and dark: "The city has a population of three million, then it will How many zombies are there?!"

"Come and tell me!" Chu Han looked directly at the group of people in front of him. The sound of the explosion was like an angry lion hiding: "Tell me! How many?!"

Silent and silent, no one dared to speak. Everyone looked at Chu Han and looked at the young man who was only twenty years old. It was not impossible to answer, but was swayed by imposing manners, as if thinking had become a moment. Slack, everything in the eyes is only the dark pupils, everyone's eyes are concentrated on Chu Han, can not be removed for a long time.

"You don't know." Chu Han's eyes brought a weakness and sadness: "You never care how dangerous the city is, and you don't even want to step out of this seemingly safe base. You don't understand this. In a city of 3 million people, 80% of human beings have become zombies!"

80%? ! The jaw-dropping data was spoken from Chu Han’s mouth, so that everyone in front of him suddenly stunned, and the stagnant thinking turned again, as if a dagger had suddenly inserted into the heart.

Chu Han lifted his feet and continued to move forward. His eyes swept over the faces in front of him. The voice was still loud: "You care about food, what is today's dinner, and how much material Cheng Xiangguo brought back, is the next room. When does the woman take a shower, is there a beautiful girl in the new survivor!"

The footsteps stopped again, and Chu Han looked directly at a fifteen-year-old girl in front of her eyes. The voice suddenly became calm: "What is your name?"

"Initial, early summer." The young girl was muddy and was subconsciously answered by her.

"Early summer." Chu Han’s mouth swelled. "Good, is it high school?"

"Well, junior high school just graduated." The girl named early summer was a bit dull and sly.

“Student who graduated from junior high school.” Chu Han’s mouth screamed and suddenly asked: “In the early summer! Tell them! Tell these people! Three million people, 80% of the data, how many zombies will be there?!”

"Two hundred and four hundred thousand." This is a very good number. The young girl’s crisp voice sounded. After she finished, she slammed her mouth and shook her voice: "There are 2.4 million zombies!"

Full, two hundred and four hundred thousand zombies!

"Two hundred and four hundred thousand! Even a teenage student can count the data, but there is no concept in your mind! Most of you are adults!" Chu Han was furious, and then continued to lift Feet, the back of the spine was straight, and the military boots stepped on the ground and made a loud crash. He looked at the faces passing by and looked at the shocked colors on these people's faces.

"You!" Chu Han suddenly stopped in front of a young boy: "What is your name?"

"Wooden." The young man looked at the man in front of him.

"Wooden." The curvature of Chuhan's mouth is not warm, with a kind of irony taste: "In high school?"

"Well, high school." Wood answered, his eyes clear but full of doubts.

"Senior students." Chu Han looked up and glanced again at the crowd of black people in front of him. The brow slammed up and the voice shook again: "Wood! You tell them, how many people are there in this fresh fruit base?"