How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Chapter 254 The Green Tea Zombie King is pretending to be pitiful again 19

"Open the door..."

Still no one replied. Li Jiaojiao looked hesitant. Is there really no one inside? Or does that person not live here?

Or has he left and never returned? Is he dead?

She lived on the ninth floor. After observing for a long time and seeing no zombies, she encouraged herself to come down. She didn't dare to shout too loudly for fear of attracting zombies.

She was a little hesitant, wondering if she should stop crying because she knew she would really die without food.

At this time, she heard the anxious cries of zombies downstairs. She had no choice but to tiptoe back home, lock the door, and move some things to block the door.

She secretly looked down from the window, picked up the telescope and saw the zombies circling around, looking very agitated, with their eyes fixed on the gate.

Strange, why are zombies like this?

Generally speaking, zombies would just walk around with their heads down. Could it be that my voice was too loud just now and attracted the zombies' attention?

night.

“Ah… ah?”

"Help... Is there anyone...?"

"Wuwuwu...let...me go."

……

Some noises appeared in the silent night, and screams one after another reached Li Jiaojiao's ears. She huddled in the corner of the bed and wrapped herself in a quilt.

This noise is louder than any other before. Are there more zombies coming here?

She silently prayed in her heart that the zombies would not be able to get in.

"Dong dong dong."

The sturdy door was destroyed by the zombies. She could only hold the broom tightly in her hand, hoping that the bedroom would not be discovered by the zombies.

No matter how scared I was, I didn't dare to cry out loud and could only hold it in.

Quietly...

Li Jiaojiao looked towards the door. Did the zombies leave? The zombies should have noticed that no one left, so they might have gone to the house opposite her.

There's an elderly couple living across the street who always take advantage of others.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but relax her body. At this moment, a very foul smell came from beside her. Li Jiaojiao's body stiffened and she slowly turned her head to look.

An extremely ugly zombie opened its mouth and pounced towards him.

"Ahhhh..."

The zombie bit directly on her neck... and chewed it with relish.

……

Song Wenjing was awakened by the sound of zombies in the middle of the night. He rubbed his eyes and continued to sleep while holding Ji Zhaoan.

Early in the morning, someone knocked on the door again, this time it was a man.

Song Wenjing thought about it, told Ji Zhaoan to sit on the sofa.

Ji Zhaoan sat down obediently on the sofa, lazily holding his rabbit doll and continued to sleep.

He walked to the door, opened it, smelled the smell of zombies, and saw traces of blood on the door.

This person is a middle-aged man with a strong build.

Song Wenjing opened his eyes only slightly and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Fang Cheng didn't care about his attitude, but said seriously: "Hello, my name is Fang Cheng. You should know that there are relatively few zombies in this area, but now there are gradually more zombies."

"The zombies attacked last night, and many people turned into zombies. There aren't many people left in this building."

"The zombies left the building just before dawn. I got the news that the zombies in other areas are different from the ones here."

"Not only are there a lot of zombies there, but they'll bite anyone they see, day or night. They're full of energy, like robots."

"We can't go on like this. We have to go out and find food. We think there's strength in numbers. Do you want to join us?"

"I guess you've almost run out of food. Why don't we work together and divide the supplies we brought back equally? There are risks out there, and wealth and honor are to be found through risk, so you have to be ruthless."

"Someone will rob us on the road, and at this time we must unite and repel those enemies."

Last night, zombies suddenly attacked and even climbed up through the window. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and did not become the zombies' food.

I heard that bases are being built in some places, but they haven’t been completed yet. Once they are completed, there will be safer places.

The residents here either fled or died, and only a dozen people are left.

When the end of the world just came, he carefully bought a lot of things and stored them, but unfortunately they had almost been used up.

The situation here is relatively better. I heard that entire buildings in other places are gone.

There is not much food, so this is the only option.

The zombies here are very regular. They will wander around aimlessly downstairs during the day and look for food at night. They are elusive and some people may be killed in their sleep in the middle of the night without knowing it.

Something seems to be scaring the zombies here, so they can only sneak into the building at night to get food. After the apocalypse, the residents here will suffer every night.

Even if the residents here don't speak, make any noise, or stick their heads out of the window, they will still suffer every night, as if it were a rule.

Song Wenjing was silent for a moment, then said, "My name is Song Wenjing. Okay, how many of you are there? When are you going to look for supplies? Do you know where to find them?"

Fang Cheng: "Ten people, all young men. You must bring your own weapons. We will set off at 2 pm. I know a place with a supermarket."

"The owner of that supermarket is a relative of mine. Before the apocalypse, he closed it because his mother in the countryside was sick. The location is quite remote, so we can give it a try."

"Even if there are zombies, we have to go find supplies. Without food, we can only wait to die. Now there is no water or electricity."

"Oh! When will this day end?" He couldn't help but feel sad and angry. Without water and food, wouldn't that mean death?

"Okay." Song Wenjing said and closed the door.

Fang Cheng was stunned for a moment. The young man at the stairs asked, "Brother Fang, what's going on? Is he going?"

In order to survive, they once knocked on many users' doors. Once they confirmed that no one was there, they would use an axe to break down the door.

Many of the survivors supported the idea of ​​going in to search for food, but 501 refused.

There were people in 501. He saw someone from 501 carrying a bag of food back from outside. They looked quite skilled. If they could cooperate, it would be a good thing.

"Agreed. Let's go and prepare first. We don't know whether the other party is a human or a ghost, so we must be cautious."

"it is good."

When the time came, Song Wenjing pulled Ji Zhaoan downstairs. Ji Zhaoan wore sunglasses, a black sweatshirt, and a hat, and stayed obediently beside Song Wenjing.

When Fang Cheng saw someone coming, he greeted him and set off immediately.

Seeing Ji Zhaoan, Fang Cheng didn't ask any questions. After all, it was just a temporary team. As long as Song Wenjing had the means to protect the people he brought with him, he wouldn't ask any more questions.

Along the way, they encountered relatively few zombies. As if to test their courage, several young men rushed in to kill the zombies. Their legs were shaking, but their hands kept moving.

Song Wenjing and Ji Zhaoan were at the end, and the zombies didn't dare to approach them at all.

There were also some pedestrians on the road, all of whom came in groups looking for supplies.

When they got to the supermarket, Fang Cheng said, "We'll divide the supplies when we get home. Be careful on the road, there might be zombies around."

There's less food here. It seems someone has already discovered it. "We have to move quickly and search separately. If someone finds us, it will inevitably lead to a fierce battle."

"Yes, don't worry, Brother Fang, we all know."

"Water... woooo, woooo, I'm dying of thirst."

"What a delicious instant noodles! Before the apocalypse, I despised it, but after the apocalypse, you're my treasure!"

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and find something to eat that will fill you up. Compressed biscuits are the best."

"Yes."

Everyone went to look for food separately. This was a small supermarket with very little food.

Song Wenjing found a plastic bag and put the instant noodles from the shelf into it. Ji Zhaoan followed him and also put things in a plastic bag.

Song Wenjing didn't let him scream, saying that he was a zombie and would be exposed if he screamed.

Ji Zhaoan didn't even look at them, he just reached out and put the things on the shelf into the plastic bag without caring whether they were edible or not.

There were two people guarding the door, keeping watch.