When an honest person is dressed as a scum [Quick Transmigration]

Along the way, Zhuang Rong would headshot a zombie within a dozen steps. In the end, the bullet ran out, so Jiang Jizhou could only run with him, and finally ran to the elevator, but fell to the ground due to exhaustion.

The ankle was tightly held by a cold hand. Jiang Jizhou lay on the ground in embarrassment and looked back. It was a zombie with a completely rotten face and only fangs left. Judging from the nurse's clothes and the bow hairpin on the long hair, she was very beautiful. Beautiful nurses, and...

He stared at the photo that fell out of the female zombie's pocket. In the photo, a man was holding a child who was probably less than three years old. It should be her son.Carrying this picture with you, it is clear that the family life is harmonious.

"Cut off her arm!" Seeing that the elevator doors were about to close, Rong Zhuang lowered his body and pulled the young man stuck in the elevator entrance, throwing him a dagger.

Jiang Jizhou took the opportunity to pick up the dagger, and stared blankly at the photo of the child falling on the blood-stained ground, and the broken bow hairpin, but he didn't do anything.

Fortunately, the zombie didn't bite him, but just let him go, baring its teeth and claws to squeeze into the elevator.

Rong Zhuang pushed hard and finally dragged him into the elevator.He raised his gun and pointed it at the zombie outside, and looked down at the man sitting in the corner, but he still didn't shoot.

The elevator is closed to isolate all disputes.

The narrow and independent space was very quiet, almost only the rapid breathing of the two of them remained.

Jiang Jizhou was sore all over. He sat on the corner of the elevator and took a breath. He only felt the pain in his throat and lungs. He raised his head and wanted to take a deep breath. When his eyes flashed, his throat was grabbed just in time.

The young man's face was covered with mottled green blood, but his eyes were black, like dark stones in a deep pool.

"You know that kind of situation, if I don't have a gun, and you let that zombie in with compassion, what will happen to us?" He said expressionlessly, pinching the man's neck.

Jiang Jizhou raised his eyes with difficulty, and didn't even have time to freeze.The other party was obviously angry, and this moment was even quite different from his usual cold and restrained image.

"But..." You have a gun.

Jiang Jizhou opened his mouth, feeling his words were pale, so he could only look into his eyes for a few seconds in silence.

"Say!" he whispered.

Jiang Jizhou retreated subconsciously, but his head hit the elevator wall, and it was inevitable to retreat.

He thought there would be a pain, but when he opened his eyes, there was an arm across the left side of his face. He moved, and a hand behind him firmly supported the back of his head, laying it behind.

The gun then fell to the ground.

The young man pinched his neck with one hand and protected the back of his head with the other, which was split and weird.

Jiang Jizhou broke free subconsciously, the other party seemed to be staring at his right hand in a daze, and then looked down at the gun on the ground, which made him break free easily.

On the handsome and indifferent face of the young man, it is rare to have an emotion similar to incomprehension.

At that moment, he subconsciously dropped the gun and went to protect him.

But this gun has been with him for so many years, and it is obviously his most important existence that cannot be abandoned.

Why?What kind of trick was used?It should be easy for a doctor to do such a trick, right?

He leaned down to look at the man's eyebrows and eyes again. It was difficult for him to have the feelings of ordinary people. He couldn't feel them, so he could only observe other people's emotions to get the answer. This time, as usual, he tried his best to see the young man man.But the young man was extremely flustered, grabbed his hand, looked left and right, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Upsetting.

Zhuang Rong shook off him.

Jiang Jizhou later realized that the other party probably didn't like others touching him at any time, so he said, "Sorry."

Not only because of offending him, or because of hurting him, or because of compassion...

Zhuang Rong looked away, and said in a cold voice, "Next time, don't be kind to a woman."

He was obviously cold, but Jiang Jizhou could hear some compromise, and next time?

Jiang Jizhou couldn't help laughing, he felt closer to the person in front of him, and leaned forward: "But you have a gun."

Zhuang Rong was not used to such a distance, turned sideways, and warned him coldly: "I am not a good person."

"But you didn't kill that female nurse zombie."

"Just a waste of bullets."

"But you didn't kill those zombies that haven't bitten people." Jiang Jizhou didn't know what it means to look at his face, or what is enough, he continued honestly, "I have observed that those zombies you killed opened their mouths, It has human blood in it and some other…”

"..." The tables were all demolished.

Before being embarrassed, Jiang Jizhou turned his head: "Here we are."

Compared with the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, there were very few zombies on the third and fourth floors. The two waited by the elevator for a while, and when the number of zombies around them gradually decreased, they prepared to run away.

"Run!" Zhuang Rong whispered when he found the opportunity.

He ran to the right, while Jiang Jizhou ran in the opposite direction.

"?"

Jiang Jizhou seemed to be aware of it, only felt that a safe shoulder was missing from his side, subconsciously turned his head, and saw the back that was about to go away.

Without even thinking about it, he raised his hand to grab that pale wrist, but in the end he only grabbed the tip of one finger.

Zhuang Rong stopped in his tracks, turned his head sharply, and met his gaze.

Jiang Jizhou squeezed his little finger: "...wrong way. Mr. Zhuang, my tutor's office is on the left."

Well, on the left.

Jiang Jizhou let go of his hand, Zhuang Rong moved as if nothing had happened, changed the direction of his toes, and continued to run.

After running to the destination, Jiang Jizhou took out a bunch of keys from his backpack, opened the door and entered the office, and locked it after entering.

The beating heart has almost calmed down.

There are absolutely no zombies in the office, because each office in the hospital has good quality door locks.

Jiang Jizhou went directly to the tutor's desk and looked for the documents and materials in the drawer. When he thought of something, he suddenly raised his eyes and said to the young man standing motionless by the door: "There are probably towels and hot water bottles in the corner. My tutor has a cleanliness habit, so all Things are changed every day. I think you also seem to have a cleanliness look, you can go and wipe it."

His face and hands, including the white shirt, were covered with green blood belonging to zombies. It smelled weird and looked sticky and disgusting.

In the elevator, Jiang Jizhou saw the young man bow his head several times, rubbing the skin of his neck and hands desperately, almost to the point of tearing his skin.

At this moment, Zhuang Rong rubbed the tip of his little finger, raised his eyes slowly, as if he didn't expect him to be so careful, he paused and replied: "Okay."

He walked to the corner.

Jiang Jizhou unlocked the drawer at the right time, and took out the contents——

A stack of medical research materials in a blue case, a key and a note, and a diary with a combination lock in a dark green case.

Jiang Jizhou glanced at the note next to the key: Underground garage XX, supplies are here.

Then this key is the key to the garage.

I didn't expect Mr. Liang Bo to be so foresighted.Jiang Jizhou breathed a sigh of relief, he and Zhuang Rong didn't have to risk their lives to find it.

Both things are extremely needed now, and Jiang Jizhou feels puzzled about the other thing.What is the codebook used for?

He picked up the green leather password diary and tried to open it. Jiang Jizhou tried to enter the three-digit password with his tutor's birthday, but he couldn't open it. Little name: Jiang Jizhou.

...was his own?

Jiang Jizhou searched the small part of his remaining memory, but he didn't check anything. It is estimated that the diary code book is also in his lost memory.

When he entered his birthday and couldn't solve the codebook, he gave up, raised his eyes, and suddenly met those eyes filled with interest.

Like a wolf coveting its prey.

How could Zhuang Rong have such eyes?

Jiang Jizhou was stunned, and wanted to take a closer look, but the eyes only existed for a moment, and when he looked again, there was no trace left, only glaciers and deserts remained, cold and repelling thousands of miles away.

Seeing that he had solved the password for a long time, Zhuang Rong didn't ask, but said: "Now the supplies..."

"It's in the underground garage XX." Jiang Jizhou motioned for the key in his hand.

Zhuang Rong nodded and said concisely: "Let's go."

The two quickly walked out of Uncle Liang's tutor's office, and then took the elevator to the garage on several floors underground.

The garage opened, and everyone in Jiang Jizhou was stunned.

Inside were four or five large wooden boxes and a black Lamborghini.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being the No. [-] Hospital in the center of the capital, and the materials are very proud.

Jiang Jizhou only randomly opened three boxes. One box was filled with dangerous items such as guns and explosives; food.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

In the last days, with these at least one can live for a long time.

The two rested for a while, loaded a few boxes into the car, and Jiang Jizhou drove.

When we returned to the hospital gate, it was already twenty minutes later. I don’t know what happened to Zhao Yutang. The car belonging to Jiang Jizhou was already in tatters, the windows were smashed, and Zhao Yutang curled up in the back seat, clutching a stick, all over his body. It's green blood.

Obviously, he has killed a lot of zombies, that is, "people" in his mind.

The end of the world is coming, and if you want to live, this is the only way for everyone.

Zhao Yutang's sense of fear has completely disappeared, and he has gained new growth.

Zhao Yutang calmed down a lot, and his brows and eyes seemed to be a bit of a ruffian, but now he was a little cold.He got out of the car smoothly, and then sat in the back seat of Jiang Jizhou's Lamborghini. Zhuang Rong was at the moment in the co-pilot leaning against the window to look at the desolate scene - it was a once prosperous land, but now it was just ruins.

"Doctor Jiang, how many supplies are there now?" Zhao Yutang asked inadvertently on the way.

"There are two boxes of food and water, and a box of guns..." Jiang Jizhou replied honestly, but was suddenly interrupted.

"It's almost evening, but the lights haven't been turned on." Zhuang Rong said softly as his face was submerged in the darkness.

Jiang Jizhou was easily distracted from the topic: "The power system and some equipment have been destroyed. In the last days, everyone is in danger. Some scum only think about themselves. They form alliances, rob supplies, or wantonly abuse and kill fellow citizens because there is no law to restrain them now. .”

Zhuang Rong was thoughtful, and then said inexplicably, "The cruelty of the end times is just the beginning."

"The beginning was cruel enough." Jiang Jizhou sighed.

Zhuang Rong smiled lightly.

Zhao Yutang: "...." He couldn't get into the conversation at all.

His question was also forgotten.

He suddenly had a sense of panic about being replaced by someone. He might have been fine before, but he just lost a long-term meal ticket, but now it is the end of the world, and he will die without protection or supplies.

He was only 25 years old, young, just the right period for ambition, and he didn't want to die.

and so……

He wants to get the capital that allows him to survive.

Thinking about it, he clenched his fists tightly and let his nails cut the palm of his hand.

Even if you become a scum that kills your own kind!

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感谢在2021-12-2800:00:00~2021-12-2921:51:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: ask the male god to kiss a bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!