dramatic death

People who raise zombies in horror games must have something wrong with their minds.

With a dark face, Dong Tiantian sat on the chair and looked at Yin Tong who was buried in his eyes by the bed.

It is now 7:40, and half an hour ago they dragged a corpse that could be "resurrected" at any time into the upstairs room, stripped off all the sheets and covers in the room, and, in the most brutal way possible, " "Office workers" are tied under the table - the kind with four table legs matching the limbs, and the neck tied at the head of the bed.

In view of Yin Tong's sudden whimsy and An Qi's blind obedience of "whatever you say", Dong Tiantian rolled his eyes under Xia Zexing's big tear-filled eyes, and reluctantly joined the ranks of making zombies.The act of tying up the corpse was easier than expected, and locking the door was easier than picking the lock. Dong Tiantian squatted on the ground and worked hard at the keyhole for 5 minutes, making sure that as long as no one was too busy to hold the key, he would open the door one by one, even if he was "going to work." It was impossible for the family to break through the door panel with a push-up, and then they enjoyed the treatment of Yin Tong's big hand, and all the members went downstairs to take a shower and change clothes.

Rolling in a pool of blood is not a beautiful life experience.

Although Dong Tiantian kept persuading himself that "this is just a game", he still couldn't stand the sticky dirty blood condensing into scabs on his body.He rushed back to the dormitory, turned on the nozzle and flushed furiously for half an hour, until his skin wrinkled, before releasing himself from the toilet.

Xia Zexing was still standing outside the dormitory, waiting for the changing of the guard with his body covered in blood.

The corridor is even more empty than yesterday.

The third floor is no better than the purgatory on the fourth floor, at least on the surface it looks much cleaner.When Dong Tiantian was brushing his hair and leaving the house, he saw someone locking the door of the 332 dormitory at the entrance of the corridor. It was a middle-aged man wearing patterned underpants, wearing a big padded jacket with a stack of pajamas exposed from the cuffs, and his hair was messed up like a chicken. Wo, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a serious character.

With a lollipop in his mouth and flip flops under his feet, he stopped locking the door the moment he saw Dong Tiantian, lowered his head, and made no effort to hide his eyes wandering on his chest.

"I'm sorry," Dong Tiantian gave a short smirk, "Man."

"Oh."

"Flower Pants" locked the door, closed his eyes and entered the dormitory diagonally behind him with a lack of interest.

The dormitory he entered was side by side with Yintong and the others. Based on the approximate location, it was probably either 329 or 327.Dong Tiantian withdrew his gaze and pushed Yintong's half-covered door, passed the rattling toilet, and opened the chair in front of the desk.

There were three freshly drawn dormitory floor plans on the table. Dong Tiantian flipped through them casually, and wrote "Fancy Underpants" on the room marked 332 on the third floor.

Yin Tong raised his head and glanced at the words on the picture, then retracted his gaze and continued to write and draw in his notebook.

"I thought you were going to ask to come downstairs."

"Forget it," Dong Tiantian picked up the stack of black cards on the table, leaned back on the chair while turning over and replied, "there is no sound in the corridor now, the downstairs has either already won or is completely wiped out." Yes. You said that if we win, we can still go down for a walk. If it’s all gone, who knows how many good brothers with missing arms and legs will be met when we get out of the stairs?"

"The risk is a bit high, and I don't dare to play without saving files."

"You can't save files in the dormitory. I tried it just now." Yin Tong turned over the notebook without looking up. "Your good brothers are not that powerful. It takes at least six hours for a dead body to come back to life. If they all If you click offline, you can meet them at 6 noon at the earliest."

"Have you figured it out?"

Dong Tiantian turned over and sat up, holding a stack of black cards like an old man who won a lottery.Yin Tong ignored his excited eyes, lowered his head and flipped through the notebook twice.Suddenly there was a knock on the door, "Boom, boom, boom," exactly three times.

I don't know when it started, the sound of the toilet's water has stopped, and the small ticking sound merged into the silent air, spreading a sense of irritability for no reason.There are too many and too complicated clues at present, and there are always some ambiguous things that confuse the audience. Yin Tong looks away and looks at the entrance where the sound came out. Chen Yan, who is in a suit and leather shoes, is standing by the door of the entrance. Knocked three times.

"Can we come in?"

Cheng Mingque poked his head from his arm, the little face under the orange coat smiled up, like a sunflower fluttering in the wind.

He blinked, grabbed something in his hand and waved it twice: "Boss Yin, don't worry, we have already informed the 'good brothers' downstairs, and they promise to lie quietly in the room and drag me I brought you a present"

The battle situation on the first and second floors is far more serious than the "peek-a-boo" on the fourth floor.

Cheng Mingque dragged a chair and sat opposite Yin Tong, and began to retell the scene while holding his fingers.He woke up at seven o'clock in the morning. At first, he heard someone screaming outside the door, and then there was a sudden noise, and the sound of beating was repeated one after another. The closed door was knocked loudly, like a hallway There was a scuffle.

At that time, he was still in a daze, and his brain hadn't reacted to what happened.Chen Yan came out of the toilet and rubbed his head, before he asked in a daze, "What happened?"

"do not know."

"Shall we go out and have a look?"

Chen Yan didn't speak, and looked down at him deeply: "Don't join in the fun."

"I didn't join in the fun," Cheng Mingque retorted, "I just think there's something wrong, so listen outside."

The ear-piercing screams are mixed with indelible fear, accompanied by the sound of physical impact, just like the shooting scene of an American horror film.Cheng Mingque lifted the quilt and got out of bed to put on his shoes. While tying his shoes, he listened to the muffled sound of the entrance door. Hoarse cries for help came from the corridor. It seemed that some glass had been smashed, accompanied by A piercing scream shocked Cheng Mingque, who froze on the side of the bed.

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He flinched, and reflexively raised his head to look at Chen Yan.Mr. Chen has already put on his clothes and is standing in front of the cabinet, rolling up his sleeves in front of the mirror.

"Come and get dressed."

Cheng Mingque muttered for a while, but still didn't say anything, got up obediently and went to the cabinet.

He saw his own reflection in the mirror.

The 16-year-old is completely different from the 12-year-old. At least he will no longer cry when faced with emergencies, nor will he tremble with fear just because he meets Chen Yan's eyes.He has grown up, and according to the customs in some places, he is already an adult. Standing next to Chen Yan, he is even a little higher than the other's shoulders, as if after a while, he will be able to sit on an equal footing with this person.

He will no longer be afraid of this person. In fact, when he sees Chen Yan now, he doesn't feel how scary this gentle guy looks.

Probably because Chen Yan didn't like to laugh, that's why he always scared him to tears.

Cheng Mingque buttoned up his coat, and walked out with Chen Yan who was waiting at the entrance.

The moment he opened the door, he regretted it.

"I never imagined that one day I would see a zombie eating breakfast at the door of my house. To be honest, the few times it's 'chirping' was really emotional." Cheng Mingque pursed his lips, showing an indescribable expression, "Then Brother Zombie turned his head to look at me, and I looked up at him, then Brother Chen took out an electric baton from his pocket with a backhand—the kind as big as a palm—go up and hit the back of his neck.”

"It's stabbed, and it's like giving anesthesia to an evil beast. The posture and momentum are exactly the same as Brother Chen's New Year's killing chicken."

Yin Tong looked deeply at Chen Yan when he heard the words, trying to guess from the underside of the opponent's three-piece suit that he was powerful when he killed the chicken.

Chen Yan pushed down his glasses, and raised his lips to show a polite smile.

"Then I was stupid," Cheng Mingque shrugged his shoulders, "I was so stupid, really, I just thought that the 'big brother' outside was hungry, but I didn't expect 'big brother' and his little friend to be hungry too." gone."

There was more than one zombie in the corridor on the second floor.

Cheng Mingque didn't expect it when he opened the door, nor did Chen Yan when he started.As soon as the persecuted "big brother" plunged his head into the arms of his "food", the back of the neck was bitten off by a black shadow rushing out from the side.

His neck was bloody and bloody from Chen Yan's stabbing, and then the mouth of "good friend" was connected, it was broken like a half-melted gummy.Cheng Mingque was so disgusted by this scene that he was dizzy and dizzy, before he had time to think about it, he swung the "good friend"'s head with a stool.

He heard someone whistle behind him, turned around suddenly, only to find that there was someone behind him.

"That's a strange-looking uncle." Cheng Mingque brushed his hair back and made a smoking motion, "Wearing a pair of flowery underpants and a pair of slippers on his feet, his whole body is tanned Yes, a smile reveals a mouthful of white teeth."

He looked like a fitness trainer, the kind you would strike up at the beach.Cheng Mingque thought.

The fitness trainer is a decent person, and when he came up, he took off a stool leg from Cheng Mingque's hand, and then hit the "good friend" on the ground again.He hit him so hard that the "good friend" turned over and rolled a few steps away, his limbs were twisted, his eyes were crooked and his mouth was slanted, but he gasped heavily, dragged his body and stood up again.

Its lips and teeth are opening and closing, as if talking.

"hungry."

Cheng Mingque paused, rubbed his stomach and complained, "I'm pretty hungry too."

What he said was a bit of a joke, but when he looked up, he found that everyone present was sullen, and they couldn't seem to be happy.He glanced at Yin Tong, who was bowing his head, and Dong Tiantian, who was about to see a flower through the window. He bypassed An Qi, who was always expressionless, and finally stopped on Chen Yan.

Chen Yan rubbed his hair, said nothing, motioned him to continue.

Cheng Mingque pursed his lower lip, looked away worriedly, and continued to recall: "Uncle said he came from the opposite side, the opposite side of 208."

"This 'good friend' was in the same dormitory as him. He lay dead on the bed all afternoon, then suddenly climbed up to the roof at night, and smashed into the lawn downstairs with a 'boom'."

"He felt a little strange at the time. He didn't sleep when he returned to the dormitory. He lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling thinking about life. Unexpectedly, at 5:45 in the morning, he heard a strange sound of footsteps in the corridor."

"'Pa-ta', 'Pa-ta', 'Pa-ta'."

"The sound of this step is very deep, like the kind of plush toys that are as tall as people in shopping malls and play games with children. But why do plush toys appear in the dormitory?"

"He was a little curious, so he opened the door and took a look."

"Then he saw a huge rabbit, holding his roommate with a broken neck in one hand, walking step by step along the corridor."