Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

I was shocked by what Chen Yang said, and I didn't respond to it, but I was basically affirmed by Chen Yang's very reliable guess, and only this statement was the most reasonable and reasonable, and explained Chen Ming's pale face.

I didn't pay attention to whether there was a pinhole on Chen Ming's wrist, and I really don't want to think about it now.

Closing my eyes, the tiredness that has accumulated in my body over the past few days has surged up, and the brain is still echoing in the chaos with the guessing words that Suotian just said to Chen Ming, ‘is it him? 'Obviously, the two of them actually knew where the person like Chen Ming came from. They just didn’t want to tell us, or maybe they didn’t want to mention it, and looking at Chen Ming’s reaction, that person could not be him at all. Brothers or something.

Otherwise, no matter what that person does, as long as he has a blood relationship with him, it is impossible for him to show such a calm expression when he mentions the other person.

My brain is getting heavier and heavier. I haven't slept well these days. I was so tired and tight that I quickly fell asleep.

Maybe it’s been a long time since I saw my children and my parents. In my dream, I went to Sanya with my parents and my two babies on a seaside trip. When the family was petty-bourgeois sitting under a parasol and applying sunscreen, the little key was pointing to the sea When we got up, we turned our heads and looked around and found that the wonderful and indescribable surface of the last second was actually full of layers of corpses. They all floated on the surface of the sea with their heads facing us, oooooooo Howling.

At first glance, the faces were all white and miserable, and the picture was not to mention the stimulating senses, and I woke up from my sleep with a scream.

In the few seconds after waking up, he had not adjusted his thoughts from the dream and reality, turned his head to look at Chen Yang lying quietly next to him, and kicked it subconsciously.

I had already reacted halfway through this kick. Although I managed to hold back my strength, I couldn't get my foot back. I kicked Chen Yang on the thigh, which scared her and jumped up with a weird scream. .

Obviously, Chen Yang should have slept very well just now. After being reflexed by my kick, he jumped up and his face was dumbfounded for a while before he looked at me in confusion: "He Mo...Did you push me just now? Up?"

In any case, I dare not admit that I just kicked her because of a nightmare, so I can only nod stiffly: "Well...Want to ask if you want to go to the bathroom with me..."

Chen Yang immediately lay back annoyed when he heard the words: "How old are you, you have to be accompanied by someone to go to the toilet?"

"Isn't it that people who are close to each other like to go to the bathroom together?" I got up and started wearing the jacket that I took off before going to bed. This would make me really want to go to the bathroom.

Chen Yang closed his eyes again: "Then it's a bad relationship between the two of us, I won't go."

Wrapped in the coat, watching Chen Yang sleep fast and dimly, knowing that she is really tired, I walked towards the outside of the tent lightly, and now even the toilet is temporarily set up, the environment inside I am afraid that it is so bad that I don't need to say more.

I have a stinking problem, that is, I can accept the poor quality of food, housing, and clothing, but the only point of going to the toilet is a very strong principle of cleanliness that will never regress.

I would rather dig a hole in a clean place and solve it on the spot than squat disgustingly in a dirty toilet.

Wrapped out of the tent, I found that the sky was already dark outside. It was estimated that it should be two or three in the morning. Chen Ming and Suotian have not returned since they left in the afternoon. There was a lot of wind in the night. The head of the whole person who was blowing in the tent was sober, and the roaring showed that winter was coming soon.

Many roofs built outside were swayed by the wind. Among them, the stalls made by the aunts who were not far from our tent swayed even more. I walked over and moved a few large rocks to hold it down. In the corner of the small shed, I turned around and walked towards the previous office building behind me.

The building hasn't collapsed too badly, it's fairly stable, otherwise they wouldn't choose to build a tent around it.

The toilets in that building are still available for the time being. Although they can’t be flushed anymore, no one goes there to borrow the toilets, so they are always cleaner than the temporary toilets.

The wind was very strong and there was no moon. I walked towards the dark building in front of me with a deep kick and a shallow kick. I regretted why I didn't bring a flashlight just now.

It wasn't a long distance at first, and I was too lazy to run back, so I just kept walking forward.

I accidentally tripped on a raised stone in the middle, and almost fell into the mud.

The one who stumbled finally got inside the building.

I came once during the day and fumbled towards the toilet in the dark with my memory.

To say that one of my biggest gains for so long is that I am a little bit bolder than before. I used to never dare to go to the bathroom even if I didn’t turn on the lights at night in my own home, but now there is no light to a stranger I don’t feel much about the toilet.

It may also be that I just woke up, my brain is still a little confused, and I have not yet reacted to understand the fear.

This is the kind of cubicle. Thanks to Japanese horror movies, I have expressed a very strong fear of such cubicles for a long time. I don't dare to squat in it.

But it doesn't feel much anymore, because to me those hideous ghosts are not much different from the walking corpses that I used to see in the past.

They are all ugly, and they want human lives.

Quickly and conveniently, I put on my clothes, wrapped my jacket tightly and shrank my head and prepared to go back.

It should have cooled down tonight. It was obviously much colder than last night. I wore a thick coat with a sweater inside, and I still felt cold.

It looks like it should be the season to wear padded jackets.

When I was thinking of a few of my down jackets in the cabinet at home, a slight shaking of footsteps came from the corner diagonally in front of me.

It is the kind of movement that has been standing on the spot for a long time and moved slightly because of the numbness of the foot.

I stopped abruptly, and the lingering fear in my mind suddenly smoothed out all perceptions and rushed towards me.

After being stiff in place for a few seconds, I slowly moved and leaned toward the wall next to me. In such darkness, being able to lower my back against the wall would make me feel a little safer.

At the moment I am in the middle of the building's not-so-long corridor, and a few steps ahead will lead to the corner of the door.

The sixth sense tells me that there are 100% people in the corner ahead! ! !

After a few seconds of such a quiet confrontation, there was a sudden click from the corner in front, followed by a burst of light that was not too strong.

Then I saw Chen Ming walking out from the corner with a flashlight. He looked at me with concern on his face: "Silently, what are you doing here?"

Seeing that it was Chen Ming, my heart that was almost twisted just now finally loosened slightly. I was slightly relieved and I hurriedly walked towards Chen Ming: "Come to the bathroom, why didn't you talk just now? It was almost by you. Scared to death!"

Hearing this, Chen Ming laughed: "Timid as a mouse, I just approached when I heard the movement, I don't know it will be you."

"I'm not as timid as a mouse. If I am so timid, I would run to the toilet so far by myself? Do you think so?"

Chen Ming was still smiling, I inadvertently swept his face behind the faint flashlight, but it felt stiff.

If it weren't for the fakes before, I wouldn't have noticed the subjective intuition given after such a glance, but now I believe in my intuition very much.

"Chen Ming." I stood side by side with him and prepared to walk outside the door, but Chen Ming always stood still.

"En?" He asked, his voice as gentle as he used to be, but with a little stiffness.

"Did the tooth mark that I bit on your arm disappeared in the afternoon? I'm so sorry, I was too emotional at that time, and I was out of control, so I just went down with one mouth." I was very sincere.

"Chen Ming" paused for almost two seconds: "It's gone, don't mind."

After a bang in my heart, my whole heart immediately chilled...........

I didn't bite him at all in the afternoon! ! !

This person is not Chen Ming... he is the fake! !

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