Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

A Wei dragged Xiao Ye to the warehouse at the back. Turning around to see no one was following them, he grumbled softly, "These women just want to eat for free. What a dream."

He warned Xiao Ye, "Don't listen to their nonsense and run out to find food for them. Do you hear me?"

Xiao Ye knew that he was doing this for his own good, but he couldn't control the hunger in his stomach.

"Brother Wei, I, I'm so hungry." The tall and strong boy held his stomach and made a bitter face, looking like a pitiful gorilla.

Awei sighed, raised his hand and patted his arm. Wasn’t he hungry too?

"Just hold on a little longer, and we'll be able to go out and find food tomorrow morning."

He observed for a long time and found that every eight days, there would be fewer zombies wandering outside, and the time would only last for half an hour.

Half an hour was enough for the two grown boys to run up the stairs to the fifth floor in one go.

There is a 24-hour convenience store near the stairs on the tenth floor, where he often buys oden.

If the situation permits, they will stay in the convenience store and not have to go back to the 15th floor.

Awei whispered to Xiaoye about tomorrow's plan, and neither of them noticed a thin figure outside the warehouse.

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Song Pan'er was holding her steel rod, and beside her was Fan Jingjing, who was holding a big axe.

The big one and the small one walked down the stairs in such a bold manner.

Some zombies sensed the breath of living people and gradually rushed over here.

Looking at the zombies coming towards this side, Song Paner's scalp was tingling.

How long will this killing last?

Fan Jingjing twisted her neck and wrists to stretch her body. "How's it going, sister? Are you ready to show off your skills?"

Song Paner: ...

"Do I look like I'm ready to show off my skills?"

Fan Jingjing raised her eyebrows and looked her up and down, "Sister, I think you need to exercise more..."

Song Paner: ...

She didn't want to talk anymore, so she swung the stick and hit the zombie that was sneaking towards her next to her.

The zombie whose head was suddenly smashed: ...

Do you still have corpse power? Why did you suddenly do this?

Fan Jingjing secretly curled her lips. This was right. She couldn't suffer alone.

If we are sisters, we have to fight zombies together.

She picked up the axe and went up to do it.

The Queen of the Apocalypse was in full swing, swinging her axe like an Indian flying pancake. With each swing of the axe, at least four or five broken heads flew into the air.

Song Pan'er was angry that she had just looked down on her body shape, so she attacked her particularly harshly, even secretly competing with Fan Jingjing.

It's a pity that she is limited by her body size. After all, she is quite short. Although the stick is long, there are some things that cannot be compensated, such as the lethality caused by her height.

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At the same time, Awei gently pushed the door of the shop open a crack, and after confirming that there were no zombies outside the door, he waved to Xiaoye behind him.

Xiaoye held the high stool tightly in his hands, and his calves were cramping with nervousness.

He wanted to call out to his brother A Wei, but was afraid that his voice would attract the attention of the zombies, so he had to keep his mouth shut, repeating to himself in his heart, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid at all."

Awei was also holding another high stool in his hand and quickly walked out from the crack of the door.

"Let's go, we only have half an hour, we have to hurry."

"Whether I can survive depends on today."

A Wei whispered, and took the lead to stride towards the stairs.

Xiao Ye pursed her lips and quickly followed.