Chapter 17 Violent Blood
Night falls.
Lu Bai looked at the crescent moon that had risen at some unknown time and stretched.
"What a fulfilling day."
Zombies can still be seen wandering on the streets, and their roars can be heard from time to time. It seems that at night, the zombies become more active.
After sunset, the wind on the rooftop became noticeably stronger.
Lu Bai shrank his neck into his collar, planning to get off the fence first and find a place in the building to spend the night.
Just then, a ray of light shone on him.
He suddenly became alert, turned over and returned to the rooftop, using the fence as a cover.
"Sniper rifle? Or something?"
Although his knowledge of firearms was limited to the gunfight games he had been exposed to in his previous life.
But he was more or less aware of the power of sniper rifles.
Barrett's head has more than 500 blood, are you afraid?
After sitting behind the fence for about ten seconds, Lu Bai carefully poked his head out and looked around, and soon found the direction of the light source.
From the hotel diagonally opposite, the window sill on the fifth floor.
The other party didn't seem to have any intention of hiding it, and was even shaking constantly, for fear that others wouldn't notice.
Seeing this, Lu Bai also realized that it didn't seem malicious. He hesitated for a moment and waved his hand in that direction.
After Lu Bai was infected with the zombie virus, his hearing was greatly enhanced, but his vision was not significantly improved.
With a distance of tens of meters and reduced visibility at night, he stared at the window for a long time, and at most he could distinguish a man and a woman in the room.
You can vaguely see what the man among them is saying, and his expression is hard to see clearly. From the range of his movements, you can feel that the man is gradually getting a little excited.
"Did you just think I was going to jump off the building?"
Lu Bai showed a kind smile on his face and waved his arms again.
"Hurry up and ask him to throw some food for us." Zhou Meina tugged Tang Peng's collar hard.
After being hungry all day and night, the eyes of this young couple were almost green with hunger.
It's a pity that the picture window of this hotel was originally designed with safety in mind. It can be tilted up to 45° at most and barely serves a ventilation purpose.
"Here he is!"
Tang Peng pushed the hotel window to the maximum, stretched out half of his body with difficulty, and shouted to Lu Bai: "Little brother, help me! Throw some food!"
In the quiet night, Tang Peng's shout sounded particularly abrupt.
Lu Bai looked at the zombies who were gradually raising their heads outside, raised an index finger to his lips, and signaled Tang Peng to be quiet first.
However, neither Tang Peng nor Zhou Meina could understand the meaning of what he did.
"Fuck! What the hell do you mean!" Tang Peng cursed angrily.
Zhou Meina sat down on the ground and shouted hysterically: "Can't you see yet? This kid must not want to share the food with us!"
She kept slapping the floor, and a few hair strands got into the corners of her mouth and she was not in the mood to take care of it.
It can only be said that when faced with despair, there are indeed not many people who can stay rational.
In their opinion, there is definitely no shortage of food in such a big department store.
"What's the use of making trouble again!?"
Tang Peng's face was gloomy, on the verge of rage.
Zhou Meina immediately retorted: "Ouch! You know how to do it to me! So what should you do?"
Anger is anger, but their memories have not disappeared.
The sight of Lu Bai smashing the tempered glass door with his kick not long ago was still vivid in his mind, and even if he wanted to be violent, he couldn't do it.
On the rooftop of a department store.
Lu Bai observed that the couple in the hotel opposite closed the window and calmed down. Without thinking more, he turned around and went down to the rooftop to find a place to rest. …
The next day.
Lu Bai woke up from a large leather luxury bed on sale and sat up straight.
He rubbed the area around his eyes vigorously, forcibly cheering up, and stood up to leave the bedding area.
"The quality of these zombies is really disappointing..."
Lu Bai sighed sleepily.
He really didn't sleep well last night, and now his head is a little groggy.
Late at night, the zombies outside were extremely active as if they were driving impart.
Lu Bai didn't know whether the zombie's throat was roaring to the point of splitting, but after listening to it all night, he felt that it was indeed about to burst.
It wasn't until I rinsed my face with cold water that I finally felt a little more awake.
Lu Bai yawned lazily and turned on the faucet: "But the city's water supply system is still running. Could it be that the water plant has been upgraded to automation?"
After complaining a few words, Lu Bai hung the gun of a certain pair of eagles back on his waist.
By the way, although he always carries this gun, he really has no intention of using it. It is more to provide a kind of psychological comfort.
The truth is that this thing is not very stable, and it might give you a shot at a critical moment without bullets in the pistol, and a cold weapon like the Eight-sided Han Sword must be more reliable.
Of course, the main reason was that it was easy to kill so many zombies and death fighters.
Lu Bai came downstairs carrying the Eight-sided Han Sword, and on the way he also grabbed some useful things and stuffed them into his pocket.
I wonder if the zombies made too much noise last night, so they are all looking for a place to sleep now.
The entire department store, including the streets outside, was extremely quiet.
There is always something refreshing about the morning air, even in urbanized urban areas.
Lu Bai stepped on the broken glass and walked out of the department store. He took a deep breath greedily, as if most of his tiredness had been washed away.
Squeak~
Lu Bai caught an imperceptible sound.
He followed the direction of the sound and looked up. The window on the fifth floor of the hotel was pushed open.
Then a wall-mounted TV fell on the road not far from Lu Bai.
Tang Peng's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at him ferociously: "If you don't give us food, then you will die!"
Before he finished speaking, heavy objects kept being thrown from the window, playing a harsh symphony.
The nearby zombies heard the movement and roared.
When a few zombies at the street corner saw Lu Bai in the middle of the road, they twisted their bodies crazily and rushed towards him.
"Tsk."
The smile on Lu Bai's face became more kind: "When did I offend you?"
"Bah! I'm just unhappy with you, so you'll bite me if you don't accept it!" Tang Peng spat, his expression twisted to the point of being crazy.
"Although I don't want to kill people early in the morning, it may not be appropriate to leave directly. Let's just treat it as getting rid of harm for the people."
Facing this kind of person, Lu Bai still didn't have even a little bit of anger in his heart, and he silently turned on [Blood].
The moment [Violent Blood] was turned on, his skin color visibly developed towards a red temperature.
The dizziness caused by anemia was quickly overtaken by the steady flow of power from the body.
In Tang Peng's eyes, Lu Bai's appearance meant that he was angry. At most, it was a little too obvious.
So he sneered: "Typical incompetent rage."
(End of chapter)