Chapter 17 Bloodshed
Night falls.

Lu Bai looked at the crescent moon that had risen at some unknown time and stretched lazily.

“It’s been a really 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 a little more active.

After sunset, the wind on the rooftop became noticeably stronger.

Lu Bai shrank his neck into his collar, planning to get down from 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 what?"

Although his knowledge of firearms is limited to the shooting games he had played in his previous life.

But he had heard something about the power of sniper rifles.

Barrett has over 500 HP on his head. Are you afraid?
After hiding behind the fence for about ten seconds, Lu Bai carefully stuck his head out and looked around, and soon found the direction of the light source.

From the window sill on the fifth floor of the hotel diagonally opposite.

The other party didn't seem to have any intention of hiding, and was even shaking continuously, as if afraid that others wouldn't notice him.

Seeing this, Lu Bai also reacted. This didn't seem like there was any malicious intent. He hesitated for a moment, but still waved in that direction.

After Lu Bai was infected with the zombie virus, his hearing improved a lot, but his vision did not improve significantly.

At a distance of several dozen meters and with visibility reduced at night, he stared at the window for a long time and could at most make out a man and a woman in the room.

I could vaguely see that the man seemed to be saying something, but my expression was unclear. However, from the range of his movements, I could sense that he was getting agitated.

"Did you 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 us some food." Zhou Meina pulled Tang Peng's collar hard.

After being hungry for a whole day and night, the young couple's eyes were almost green with hunger.

It's a pity that the viewing windows of this hotel were designed with safety as the main consideration. They can only be tilted upwards by 45 degrees at most, and can barely serve a ventilation purpose.

"Right now!"

Tang Peng pushed the hotel window as wide as possible, stretched out half of his body with difficulty, and shouted to Lu Bai: "Little brother, help me! Throw me some food!"

In the quiet night, Tang Peng's shouting sounded particularly abrupt.

Lu Bai looked at the zombies outside who were gradually raising their heads, raised an index finger to his lips, and signaled Tang Peng to be quiet for a while.

However, neither Tang Peng nor Zhou Meina could understand the significance of his actions.

"Fuck! What the hell is this mean!" Tang Peng cursed out loud in anger.

Zhou Meina sat down on the ground and yelled hysterically: "Can't you see? This kid definitely doesn't want to share his food with us!"

She kept slapping the floor, and she didn't have the mood to care about the few strands of hair that got into the corners of her mouth.

All I can say is that when faced with despair, there are indeed not many people who can remain rational.

In their opinion, there would definitely be no shortage of food in such a large department store.

"What's the point of you making a fuss?!"

Tang Peng's face was gloomy and he was on the verge of being furious.

Zhou Meina immediately retorted, "You're so fierce! You only know how to be fierce to me! Then what are you going to do?"

Although they were angry, their memories did not disappear.

The scene of Lu Bai kicking the tempered glass door into pieces not long ago is still vivid in his mind. Even if he wants to be angry, he has no place to do it.

On the rooftop of a department store.

Lu Bai observed that the couple in the hotel across the street had closed their windows and quieted down. He didn't think much about it and went down the rooftop to find a place to rest. ...

The next day.

Lu Bai woke up from a luxury leather bed on sale and sat up straight.

He rubbed the area around his eyes vigorously, forced himself to wake up, and stood up to leave the bedding area.

"The quality of these zombies is really despairing..."

Lu Bai sighed sleepily.

He really didn't sleep well last night, and his head was a little dizzy now.

Late at night, the zombies outside were unusually active, as if they were moving forward.

Lu Bai had no idea whether the zombies' throats were about to break from roaring, but after listening to them for a whole night, he felt that his throats were indeed about to break.

It wasn't until I washed my face with cold water that I finally sobered up a little.

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 Double Eagle's pistol back on his waist.

By the way, although he always carried this gun with him, he really had no intention of using it. It was more of a psychological comfort.

It is true that this thing is not very stable. You might run out of bullets in your pistol at a critical moment. Cold weapons like the Eight-sided Han Sword are more reliable.

Of course, the main reason is that I have become familiar with it after killing so many zombies and death fighters.

Lu Bai came downstairs carrying the Eight-sided Han sword, and on the way he picked up some useful things and put them in his pocket.

I don’t know if the zombies made too much noise last night, so now they are all looking for a place to sleep.

The entire department store, including the street outside, was exceptionally quiet.

The air in the morning is always fresh, even in urban areas.

Lu Bai walked out of the department store on the broken glass and took a deep breath greedily, as if even his tiredness was mostly washed away.

squeak~
Lu Bai caught a subtle sound.

He looked up in the direction where the sound came from, and saw that 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 fiercely: "If you don't give us food, then you'll die!"

Before he could finish his words, heavy objects kept being thrown out of the window, playing a piercing symphony.

The zombies nearby heard the noise and roared.

When a few zombies at the street corner saw Lu Bai in the middle of the road, they twisted their bodies wildly and pounced on him.

"Tsk."

The smile on Lu Bai's face became more friendly: "When did I offend you?"

"Bah! I just don't like you. Go ahead and bite me if you don't obey!" Tang Peng spat, his expression twisted to the point of being almost crazy.

"Although I don't want to kill anyone so early in the morning, it may not be appropriate to just leave. Let's just treat it as getting rid of harm for the people."

Facing this kind of person, Lu Bai still didn't feel even a bit of anger in his heart. He silently activated [Blood Rage].

The moment [Blood Rage] was activated, his skin color turned visibly red.

The dizziness caused by anemia was soon covered by the continuous flow of power in the body.

In Tang Peng's eyes, Lu Bai was angry, but his expression was a little too obvious.

So he sneered: "Typical incompetent rage."

(End of this chapter)

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