I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

The sound stopped suddenly as soon as it started, as if someone was about to shout a word to someone, but someone pinched his throat just before he started shouting the first word.

Hearing the sound, the tattooed man turned around and saw that there was nothing in the office area behind except debris scattered on the floor!

"Is this... could I be hallucinating?"

The tattooed man began to be confused. After all, a voice that only shouted half a word sounded a bit ethereal to human ears. The tattooed man, who is also a veteran of the apocalypse, did not have strong judgment ability to determine whether the voice he just heard was. Not an auditory hallucination.

He continued to walk forward for a while, and saw fingerprints on the dust on many room doors. It was obvious that someone had just touched them, but now the tattooed man felt more and more that something was wrong, but he just couldn't notice it.

It seems that something is suddenly missing from my heart, but I don't know when it disappeared. Looking at the surrounding environment, it is so rare that I feel strange.

It’s the feeling of a habit suddenly disappearing.

"Made, what on earth is that."

The tattooed man became impatient. He took out the H-steel long knife and began to search randomly on the fourth floor. After a while, his eyes were again on one of the doors that had been touched. At this moment, time seemed to stop. It was quiet all around, no sound at all!

He finally realized something was wrong! After a group of them entered the office building, there were faint conversations and faint footsteps from several companions, both above and below.

But now, there is no sound, it is so quiet that it is suffocating!

With strong uneasiness flashing through his heart, the tattooed man yelled "Damn it!" and then walked quickly downstairs, looking everywhere on the third floor for other people.

Third floor, no.

Second floor? No.

First floor? Not even that!

He stood in the lobby on the first floor and was completely stunned. The strong uneasiness in his heart kept warning him to get out of here quickly, but he couldn't understand that there were twelve people in their group, and one of them was stuck in the distance by a spider with spider silk. After going up to the building, seven of the remaining eleven people were level 4 and four were level 3. When faced with a level 4 zombie, they suddenly disappeared.

"No, it's impossible. How could something happen to them so easily?"

The tattooed man had a ferocious look on his face and continued to go upstairs with a long knife in hand. However, after searching for a long time, he still didn't see anyone.

"Hello? Where are you? Where have you been?"

The tattooed man shouted for his companion. Although he was suspicious, he still felt that his companion might have left, but why did he leave so suddenly?

Could it be that someone else had enough fun behind his back and sneaked away?

But at least there needs to be some movement, right? No matter how many strong men there are on your side, if you fight a monster with level 4 strength, you won't be able to kill it with one move, and there will always be some movement.

It is impossible to lose sight of people silently.

The tattooed man did not believe in evil, so he cheered up and continued running up to the second floor, but he heard a voice in the stairwell.

"Brother Bei, is that you?"

He was shocked and shouted quickly: "I'm at the stairs on the second floor, where are you?"

"Oh, I'm down."

The tattooed man looked up and saw a third-level new human being who was nearly thirty years old running down. The panic on his face had not completely dissipated.

"What did you encounter?"

The tattooed man doubted, but the other man shook his head.

"No, everyone else suddenly disappeared, and then I started looking, but there was no one anywhere."

"Let's go to the entrance below first."

The tattooed man thought of something and led the man downstairs to the door on the first floor. However, except for the footprints with his toes facing him, there were no other footprints in different directions in front of the door.

"They didn't go out, which means they haven't left yet."

"Then we're going to go look for it?"

"No." The tattooed man shook his head and continued: "First notify Brother Gao and the others to come over. The matter may not be simple. Something may have happened to the others."

The man's face turned aside, and he was stunned for a long time before he stammered and trembled: "This... is impossible. There are so many fourth-level strong men, how could we be killed silently by a fourth-level zombie?"

The tattooed man shook his head again: "I don't know. Let's inform Brother Gao first."

"good."

The man could only nod in agreement, took out the communicator and started calling Gao Shunan on the other side. Then the two went up to the second floor to continue looking for others.

"I've looked here, but there's nothing there."

"Go to the third floor."

"good."

"Wait a minute, how long does it take before Brother Gao and the others arrive."

"Brother Gao said there are still ten minutes."

"Okay, let's go together."

The tattooed man waved his hand, and flew to the third floor with the man two or three times, violently smashing open the doors one by one, looking for any suspicious clues.

"The search is over."

"Go to the fourth floor!"

The tattooed man didn't stop at all, and led the man to the fourth floor. The hurried footsteps of the two looked extremely strange in the extremely quiet environment.

But just when the tattooed man stepped into the stairwell between the third and fourth floors, the man behind him suddenly let out a scream. He quickly turned around, only to see that only one of the man's legs was exposed in his eyes, and it looked like he was being dragged by something. Then move to the back.

"I'm a bastard!"

The tattooed man cursed loudly and jumped down the stairs with the knife in hand. But before his feet touched the ground, scarlet blood flew from the side like splashing ink and splashed hard on his face.

Before he could see clearly what was going on, the tattooed man's sight was blocked by warm blood.

Without sight, out of human survival instinct, he took the knife and slashed randomly, quickly wiping the blood on his face, and taking a closer look, he saw that the man just now had been cut into two parts, and the upper and lower parts of his body had been violently raped. tear apart.

Without giving him more time to look, he felt the strong wind whistling next to his ears, and quickly turned around and threw out the blade. But for one night, he only felt a pain in his chest, and the tattooed man flew backwards, waiting. When he reacted, his chest had been penetrated and blood was flowing out.

"Jiejie~ Your companions are all dead, and next, it's you, hahaha."

The mutated spider in front of them laughed strangely. At some unknown time, a girl wearing a pink lolita dress appeared under the window sill not far away and looked at them blankly.

"This beast!"

The tattooed man spat. When he saw the girl, his first thought was that this cute and beautiful thin-legged white silk lolita was imprisoned by this perverted old spider, and he and others were here to rescue this white silk lolita. .

He supported his body and stood up. The fourth-level new human being had strong vitality. His chest continued to be penetrated, but his heart was not injured and he could still exert his fighting power!

"Go to hell!"

He had just raised the knife and charged forward. His mind was completely blinded by the idea of ​​a hero saving the beauty, but he did not see the spider's frightening and teasing eyes.