Chapter 47
Siming District is the political and economic center of Haicheng. A straight overpass extends in front of you. There are shopping malls, residential areas and parks in all directions.

There is a lot of traffic in shopping malls, communities and parks.

And at this moment, some of them are all gathered together.

The current time is about 9:8 am on September 0th. If there are hundreds of zombies walking across the road, flowing like a creek, then the zombies on the overpass are like sea waves at high tide. The layers are complicated.
'Pa', the 5-meter-wide guardrail could no longer accommodate the crowded group of corpses. The zombies on the side of the crowd were continuously squeezed and fell directly from the railing.

Ten meters in the air, the moment his head touched the ground, he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

At the farthest point of sight, at the end of the overpass, the black long strip kept moving forward, and the figure mixed with the clear moonlight. They whimpered together, with a single tone, and their voices were low and emotionless.

"Is this a point where the zombies are all together?"

The sight before him was unprecedented. Humans of the same species as himself had turned into crazy and twisted zombies. They numbered at least several thousand and gathered on the 5-meter-wide bridge, forming a black stream.

The whining sound was like a speaker hundreds of meters in size. It was placed in the distance and adjusted from 0 to 50. They got closer and closer, and the zombies still pacing nearby all turned around and responded.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ", all of a sudden, the world became a world of zombies.

"What are they doing?" Putting both hands on the shoulders of the leaflet zombie, Liu Qing lay on the ground and wanted to crawl away.

But after climbing a few steps, all I could see was a row of moving shoes, and the zombies in front of me were male and female.

"I'll just stay here and see what happens to them." Liu Qing didn't intend to just slip away.

"When they get together, where will they go?"

Black flowing water came from the overpass and stopped in the middle of Liu Qing's line of sight.

The pale face was illuminated by the moonlight, and deformed facial features and all-white eye sockets appeared on their figures.

It's an indescribable feeling, like being alone in an elevator at two in the morning, or watching a movie that doesn't belong to humans.

Bizarre.

The zombies near the square all turned their heads. They only looked at it for a while, then turned their heads again.

Feeling something, it turned into two unrelated worlds in a blink of an eye.

They don't seem very interested in what's here.

But because of the pause for a while, the group of corpses in front and the group of corpses in the back surrounded each other, and the row of zombies in the middle was squeezed out.

'Crack, crack, crack', several zombies were squeezed off the guardrail, and their bodies were in close contact with the concrete floor, seemingly immortal or maimed.

"They're gone."

The stream of corpses continued to flow, moving towards an unknown destination, and Liu Qing didn't know where they would stop.

Some of the thousands of zombies in the square followed their direction and paced away.

Liu Qing lay on the ground, using the green fence as a cover, watching the pairs of shoes rise stiffly and fall again.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of zombies scattered around the square. The zombies wandering around either followed the wave of zombies or walked slowly towards the whimpering sound.

The connected European-style residences float on the bridge deck.

The zombie wave is over.

"If you're watching a movie, I'll give it a five-star rating based on the picture quality. I'll try my best and I'll go back and check it twice more."

Unfortunately, this is not the case.

In front of thousands of zombies, Liu Qing felt that the world was very big and he was very small.

In 10 minutes, the brains from the temples of the leaflet-distributing zombie covered a small piece of marble directly below, and there was a piece of blood on the upper edge of the wound, and bloodstains flowed down the hair.

Taking advantage of the attention of the zombies in the square, Liu Qing held the shoulders of the zombie handing out flyers, and Liu Qing was about to drag it back to the garage.

One step, two steps, skipping several shops, accompanied by a slight 'rustling' sound, Liu Qing arrived at a corner of the square.

On the right is the red brick between the blind road and the sidewalk. As long as you walk along this road, you can drag it back to the garage and use the 'extraction' function.

Then build up your own strength.

But after glancing at the black car parked alone on the road, Liu Qing was attracted by the situation under the overpass in the distance.

On the road, a figure was limping around, and three corpses were lying on the ground, motionless.

Some of the zombies who fell off the bridge died directly, and some became disabled, which can be classified as old, weak, sick and disabled.

"This..."

Liu Qing doesn't consider himself a bully, but he won't be soft-hearted if he can pick on the leak.

Looking back, the moonlight shone on the figures of dozens of zombies. The zombies in the square were attracted by the flow of zombies, and they were at least 30 meters away from here.

"It seems that we can only stud, no, this is a good opportunity, an excellent opportunity." Liu Qing dragged the leaflet-distributing zombie to the sidewalk, then stepped over the head on the ground, and walked straight over.

The road was empty except for the wreckage of the car and the broken limbs. He trotted over, crossed the green belt in the middle of the road, and walked directly towards the disabled zombie.

Half of the disabled zombie's face was bloody and bloody, and its arms were dangling around like vertical dead objects with anti-jointed joints. It seemed that it was directly broken when it fell sideways to the ground.

Turning back and forth, when it turned its head, it saw the moonlight shining on Liu Qing's face, and Liu Qing was holding a military knife with a shiny blade in his hand.

When it sensed that there was a living person, its complexion immediately twisted, and it rushed straight like crazy. Unfortunately, the calf on one side of its body was broken, and the hem of the pair of VANS shoes almost stuck to the ground when it was running.

It pounced on with its normal left foot, and its pale face opened its mouth wide, revealing the deformed fangs inside.

"It's still too rigid."

Liu Qing, who had been prepared for a long time, moved his steps and moved more than one meter away in an instant.

With a muffled sound, it flew into the air and hit the ground face-to-face.

Another zombie emerged from nowhere. Its injuries didn't look serious, but it didn't walk very well.

The disabled zombie who fell on the ground hurriedly got up and ran towards Liu Qing. Because of multiple fractures and muscle weakness, he looked a bit like a Teddy walking upright.

A gust of wind skipped over the bridge pillars and came from the direction of the community.

A chill came from Liu Qing's upper body.

"It has to be done quickly."

The zombie running over didn't look very agile, but it was actually faster than ordinary people trotting.

Liu Qing was only about ten meters away from it.

"Get rid of the disabled first."

It is unrealistic to expect to kill zombies without getting injured after being found.

But it’s okay to deal with disabled people on your own.

Because of multiple fractures in the legs, when the disabled zombies are approaching, they like to kick their legs and rush towards them.

Its body looks quite strong, Liu Qing didn't intend to fight it head-on, and turned sideways again, making it stagger.

The arm was pressed against its back, and there was a feeling of stiffness.

Taking advantage of its inertia, Liu Qing stabbed it directly into its temple with a sharp knife.

With force in the palm, the handle of the knife rotated in a circle, and the figure of the disabled zombie suddenly stagnated, and his head tilted down.

As for the zombie running from a distance, with black eyes showing in all white eyes, it was only a few steps away from Liu Qing.

"This is a first-order zombie that has been transformed in one cycle. No wonder the injury is not serious."

The whimpering of the zombie tide came faintly behind him, and Liu Qing was under the bridge 200 meters away.
He narrowed his pupils, gripped the military knife tightly with his fingers, and felt the texture of wood coming from his palm.

"Get rid of it, everything here is mine."

 I have saved manuscripts~o(〃'▽'〃)o sorry I went to buy supplies at home, I spent several hours and forgot to upload, thank you brothers who voted for recommendation, I will work hard to write, love you.

  


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