The end of the world begins with escape

Wang Zongxuan held an air gun and quickly shot two of them to death.

Xie Ning glanced at him, "Did you modify this air gun yourself?"

The young man is quite good. Ji Tae-hyun, who is usually taciturn and carefree, is so talkative, but he is as meticulous as dust. The modified air gun has obviously been improved in terms of sound.

"I learned a bit from Brother Chen." Wang Zongxuan scratched his head, "Actually, I used to practice archery and switched to air rifles a year ago."

Xie Ning nodded slightly and kept it in mind. In the future, she would have the opportunity to make a crossbow or something for the young man.

While talking, Song Youai had easily killed an elderly zombie.

"Ning Ning, this is very useful." Song Youai held the 80-centimeter-long metal knife in his hand and made a chopping motion from left to right.

In the past, when I used a kitchen knife to chop zombies, my hands felt a bit useless, but now I can't.

It's like cutting tofu with one stroke, extremely smooth and slippery.

"Ning Ning, can we go up and take a look?"

Xie Ning said "hmm" and heard bursts of hurried shouting from upstairs.

"Hey, are you sent by the government for rescue?"

"Why so slow?"

"Hurry up and save people! Someone among us is injured!"

Song Youai looked up and saw about eighty or ninety people, men, women, old and young, crowded in front of the window on the third floor.

Song Youai was speechless for a moment and whispered, "Daughter, there aren't many zombies downstairs. Why don't they come down?"

Xie Ning raised her lips indifferently, "Just wait for rescue."

I didn't hear them say that they were sent by the government to rescue them.

"Then we want to go up?"

"Go to the second floor first." She came to see her brother, not to be the savior!

"Okay." Song Youai turned to greet Wang Zongxuan, "Zongxuan, follow us with a gun and pay attention to your own protection."

"Okay, aunt, don't worry."

Xie Ning was the first to push open the glass door of the building, and the metal thorn stabbed into the head of the zombie leaning against the door.

"Walk!"

"Ning Ning, do you think it's strange? Why aren't there many zombies in the building? Is this a scam?"

Xie Ning glanced at her mother appreciatively.

After the end of the world, those who are good at using their brains will live longer.

"I think it should be... look over there." Xie Ning pointed to the heavy conference room door with a chain lock at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

There were sounds of people climbing on the door and scratching inside.

Looking through the gap, you can see many pointed fingertips sticking out.

"Did someone lock all the mutated zombies in there?" Song Youai was a little surprised, "Then what are they waiting for? Why don't they run out of the building quickly?"

"Just wait for the benefits." Xie Ning sneered, "Wait for the government to wait for rescue."

In the first three months after the end of the world, everyone had this naive idea, including her in the previous life.

At this time, the windows on the third floor were bright and clean in the classroom.

A thin girl wearing a blue and white tracksuit frowned with displeasure on her face, "Aren't those three people here to save us?"

"I guess not. He doesn't look like someone from the army."

"Then what should we do now?"

At this time, two people walked in one after another outside the classroom, with serious expressions on their faces, "We have to get out of here as soon as possible."

The middle-aged man who spoke had dark skin and bright eyes.

The black suit he was wearing was now stained with mottled dark blood.

"Dad, didn't you say it will definitely be very dangerous outside? If we go out rashly, will we be attacked by monsters?"