poor road [end times]

Chapter 026 Leave

Yang Yiqin asked, "Which floor?"

Feng Lin replied, "Fourth floor."

...the fourth floor.

Yang Yiqin clearly remembered that this was the floor where the middle-aged man was.

They take turns keeping vigil just in case someone messes up, but no one wants this "just in case" to happen, because it heralds the beginning of chaos—under the oppressive and hopeless end times, people finally begin to ignore rules and morals bottom line.

After Yang Yiqin woke up the others, he asked the two girls to watch the three cars downstairs from the balcony, and then took Wang Che downstairs.

Feng Lin also got out of the car, and there was silence outside the car, any sound would be infinitely amplified in this environment.Half of the windows on the fourth floor were broken, and the beating and shouting of the people upstairs came from the broken windows, echoing among the buildings in the community. Unless they stayed in a place with excellent sound insulation, every survivor here Can hear it.

It was much louder than when they cleaned up the zombies.

A human voice came from the intercom, Feng Lin raised his head, and saw Li Qiao on the edge of the terrace waving to him.So he picked up the axe, leaned against the off-road vehicle, and looked in the direction of the stairs.

At the same time, Yang Yiqin and Wang Che had already gone to the public stairwell and climbed up to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor has a fairly standard layout of four households with one elevator. The entrance and exit of the stairwell are facing the elevator that has been shut down. Walking out of the elevator hall is a short corridor with two doors in the middle and one door at the end.At this time, the two doors in the middle were closed tightly, and the sound of an unknown object scratching the door frame could be heard carefully; the door at the left end was ajar, and the door at the right end was wide open.

In the entire corridor, only the emergency light in the elevator hall is on, but it is not enough for people to see the situation in the corner room.

Yang Yiqin heard the sound of someone's disordered breathing.

He held a long stick, raised a flashlight, and walked towards the open door on the left.

The curtains in the living room are open, and the moonlight shines in. There are several plastic bags on the coffee table in the house. The bags are the supplies that the middle-aged man went to the supermarket to get back today.At this time, the materials were scattered all over the place, bread and mineral water were disassembled several times, and bread residues fell on the table, but there were no other traces of mess.

In the bedroom, the sound of the man's breathing and the suppressed cry of the woman... got closer.

Yang Yiqin didn't deliberately restrain his footsteps, so the people inside soon noticed that someone was coming.

The sound of breathing obviously stopped for a moment.

The next moment, a black shadow rushed out of the bedroom with a kitchen knife in his hand, and slashed straight at Yang Yiqin.

Wang Che exclaimed: "Brother Yang, be careful!"

"Boom!" There was a loud noise - under the great disparity in strength, the black shadow was kicked to the ground in just one face-to-face effort.

Yang Yiqin held the flashlight in his mouth, pulled out a rope from behind his waist, and tied the man tightly.Afterwards, he stood up, stepped on the man's chest to control his movements, then took off the flashlight and carefully observed the situation in the bedroom.

"Wang Che." He called out.

Wang Che hurried up: "Brother Yang?"

"You step on him first." Yang Yiqin pointed to the person lying on the ground, "I'll go see if the person in the house is still alive."

Wang Che quickly followed suit.

In the bedroom, there was a couple. The woman was lying on the bed after being cut, and the middle-aged man had passed away and died by the window.

Compared to the relative cleanliness of the living room, the bedroom was like hell. Bedding, clothes, and decorations were scattered everywhere, and blood was everywhere in the room.The man and the murderer probably chased from the bedroom door all the way to the window, struggled and tore off the curtains, and were finally slashed on the main artery of the neck with a kitchen knife.

So the blood gushed out and splashed all over the windows behind him.

The woman was still moaning weakly and frightenedly, so Yang Yiqin stepped forward to check on her condition.

After a while, he took a deep breath: "It can't be saved."

The murderer was merciless in his attack. The several knife wounds on the woman's body were very deep, and seemed to have injured an artery, and the blood soaked the mattress.Even if this kind of wound is placed before the end of the world, it may not be possible to save it if it is rushed to the hospital.

Seeing a living person dying for the first time, Yang Yiqin and Wang Che couldn't calm down.

Probably because she lost the will to survive, within 2 minutes, the middle-aged woman stopped breathing.

Yang Yiqin closed his eyes, covered the two corpses with blood-stained sheets, and walked towards the bound person.The murderer was also a middle-aged man who seemed to be about the same age as the deceased. He was also injured during the killing of the owner and was lying on the ground half dead and panting.

"...You, let me go!" The murderer flinched and looked at Yang Yiqin, "Why do you tie me up?"

Wang Che was still uncomfortable with the murder scene, but now it's an eye-opener: "I'll go, are you embarrassed to ask? Why did you come in, why did you kill yourself, don't you know?"

The murderer did not speak.

Yang Yiqin said, "He should have opened the door with a key."

Wang Che was surprised: "What? Impossible?"

"In the last days, it is impossible for the owner to forget to lock the door. The lock on the anti-theft door has no signs of being damaged." Yang Yiqin looked down at the murderer, "This person should be an acquaintance of the owner."

Hearing this, Wang Che kicked the man a few times: "Speak!"

"There is no need to interrogate, we are not here to investigate the case, but to save people." Yang Yiqin pressed his temple, "Since the ending is irreversible, the antecedents are useless, let's deal with the murderer."

Hearing the word "dispose", the bound people suddenly struggled with all their strength, almost making Wang Che unable to step on him.Wang Che was so angry that he bent down and tied the rope a few more times, binding him firmly.

"Let go of me! Let me go!" The man's voice was shrill with fear, "What right do you have to tie me up? I was forced to kill, and you are the ones who started it!"

Hearing this, Wang Che was furious: "What the hell are you farting?"

The man continued to growl nervously: "You are too, and so is Zhang Da. Since you dare to go downstairs to kill zombies to find supplies, you should take the initiative to help those of us who are timid and dare not go out! Fortunately, Zhang Da is still my friend for many years. He took the supplies during the day. When I came back, I refused to give me a bag of bread, and shut the door firmly! I took the backup key he gave me before, just to eat some bread, and I went back after I finished eating! As a result, Zhang Da rushed over after finding out. I'm going! He's going to kill me! He's going to kill me!"

"Timid?"

Yang Yiqin looked at the murdered person in the bedroom, his smile was not warm.

Wang Che also laughed angrily, and he cursed angrily: "You fucking fart! You brought a knife just to eat bread? The two families in the middle have turned into zombies, and their rice noodles must still be there. Why don't you want to A way to get their supplies? And the zombies running around in the community have been cleaned up long ago, don’t you have no hands or feet, how do you go to the supermarket to find supplies?!”

After scolding, he couldn't help stamping the man's abdomen.

The man shrank from the pain, as if dazed, he was still chanting "You guys are going to kill me", as if he had done a great feat to stay alive in the last days.

Wang Che deeply felt that this person was completely hopeless, so he turned his head and asked Yang Yiqin, "Brother Yang, what should we do with the murderer?"

"Bie hands and feet and lock them into the bedroom." Yang Yiqin said, "Let him accompany the owner's body."

He has no intention of being an enforcer of "justice" in the last days, and he does not believe that the strong are respected in the last days, let alone that he has the right to dominate and judge the weak.He could have stayed in his room tonight, quietly and nonchalantly, but the decision to intervene was only a momentary thought.

Because if no one stopped it at first, then those who secretly saw all this would immediately accept the law of survival led by cannibalism, and take it for granted.

And the weak wield their knives, always slashing at the weaker.

By that time, it was unknown how many survivors would be left in the community.

Yang Yiqin and Wang Che went downstairs and saw Feng Lin standing beside the car.

"You go up first." Yang Yiqin said to Wang Che, "Go to bed early."

Wang Che responded and went upstairs alone.

The early morning wind was slightly cool, Yang Yiqin let out a breath of foul air, and walked towards Feng Lin.Feng Lin opened his arms and hugged him tightly.

For a while, both of them were silent, only quietly exchanging each other's body temperature.

After a long time, Yang Yiqin sighed softly: "It's really the end of the world. In fact, at first I thought it was the middle-aged man who caused the trouble."

The result was quite the opposite.

Feng Lin kissed his side of the neck lightly, and said: "The window on the fourth floor is broken. People in the nearby buildings can hear the conversation you had with the murderer just now."

Yang Yiqin smiled helplessly: "Then they at least know that they should go to the personal supermarket to find supplies."

Knowing is knowing, whether to do it or not is another matter.

Feng Lin tightened his arms: "That's their business, it has nothing to do with us."

He admits that he is cold-blooded by nature, and in the absurd end of the world, there is only one person he cares about.

Yang Yiqin touched Feng Lin's hair.

"Feng Lin, let's leave tomorrow."

"it is good."

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The next day.

Yang Yiqin and others packed up their supplies and prepared to leave at noon.

In order to get the off-road vehicle out of the commercial street at the north gate of the community, several people made a careful plan.

Wang Che drove his own car parked at the side door, and when there were only a dozen or so zombies at the main entrance, he drove over, opened the window and used the smell of human flesh to lure the zombies away.Yang Yiqin took the opportunity to open the gate and asked Feng Lin to drive Li Qiao and Huang Ying out of the off-road vehicle.

After the car drove away, Yang Yiqin closed the gate again, took the two walkie-talkies of the gate guard of the community again, and then returned from the community all the way to the south, climbed over the fence and boarded his car.

Everything went smoothly, and the five made an appointment to meet on the next street.

Before driving away, Yang Yiqin saw something thrown down from the apartment building, and it hit his car.It's a pity that the distance was too far, the man couldn't get his head right, and the falling object didn't even climb over the fence of the community.

Yang Yiqin chuckled indifferently, and drove away in a cool manner.

In the community, where the off-road vehicle was originally parked, a word was sprayed with spray paint, and the people upstairs could have a panoramic view as soon as they lowered their heads.

——We live in the last days, not in the Battle Royale.

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