459: "Bang~"

After leaving the stationery store, Nie Fangping led the worm squad and flew in another direction according to his memory.

Along the way, he saw many broken buildings.

Before, he had only looked from afar, but now that he was closer, Nie Fangping could see the shell casings left on the ground.

Telling a part of the apocalypse.

Fifth floor, building opposite the large supermarket.

Cheng Zhao clutched a piece of bread that had gone sour from the rain and frantically stuffed it into his stomach!

Beside him was a long rope made of torn curtain strips tied together.

At the very bottom of the rope hung a hook twisted from a clothes hanger.

Cheng Zhao relied on this item, taking advantage of yesterday's rain when the Zombies couldn't hear much sound.

He tried from night until dawn, and finally, he successfully hooked up a plastic bag of bread from the street below!

After eating one piece of bread, the man looked at the remaining bread in the bag beside him and couldn't help but pick up another piece.

There were still bloodstains splattered from the search team member who was gnawed apart by Zombies yesterday on the packaging bag.

But, would this affect his appetite?

Hehe, of course not.

Cheng Zhao was thinking at this moment that he wished there were more fools like those from yesterday who could bring him food.

He chewed and swallowed bite by bite, as if chewing human flesh, feeling satisfied in return.

"Buzz buzz buzz ~"

And it was at this moment that a strange sound, coming from far away and getting closer, appeared by his ear.

Cheng Zhao chewed his bread and looked to the side.

It was a worm.

"A worm?" Looking at the thing in front of him, Cheng Zhao waved the bread in his hand: "Do you want to eat too?"

"Come on, come and eat, come and be my extra meal."

Extending the bread in his hand out of the window, Cheng Zhao didn't ignore the worm like a normal person would.

Well, after staying here for a long time alone, any other little thing could pique his interest.

Nie Fangping looked at this person; this face overlapped with the face of the person who killed him yesterday.

"Let's start with you. Compared to those people, you will die more comfortably."

With a slight thought.

The next moment, a sharp gust of wind surged out from behind him!

It was the Blade Worm!

"Puchi puchi puchi!"

The worm wings, sharp as knives, unfolded instantly the moment they attacked!

Cheng Zhao's hand holding the bread, all five fingers, were severed and separated!

His fingers and the bread fell from his hand at the same time!

Cheng Zhao stared with wide eyes, but he was looking at the bread falling towards the ground.

"Food, my food!"

The man cried out in surprise.

And in the next breath.

A pain that made his brain dizzy, following the pain nerves, suddenly acted out!

It was only now that Cheng Zhao finally saw his right hand with no fingers.

"Ah!"

"Ah!!"

The feeling of fear and pain occupied the man's entire mind and body.

His fingers were broken! How did they break?!

Numerous questions, under the surging pain, turned into a trembling roar.

And just as Cheng Zhao couldn't bear the pain and cried out.

In his building, those Zombies wandering in the corridor immediately discovered the presence of a living person in his room!

"Roar roar roar!"

Amidst the Zombies' roars, Cheng Zhao only heard the door behind him, with a bang, directly receiving the Zombies' impact!

Zombies.

Realizing his current situation, Cheng Zhao gritted his teeth, enduring the pain of his severed fingers with veins popping on his forehead, wanting to move the refrigerator behind the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

The banging continued, and the door was already deformed!

Seeing that the door was about to be breached, Cheng Zhao looked at his severely injured right hand and knew that he couldn't possibly move the refrigerator behind the door.

While cursing inwardly, he directly ran into his bedroom and locked the bedroom door.

If the outer door couldn't block the Zombies, the bedroom door definitely couldn't either.

But while he was in the bedroom, the Zombies would also lose their attack target.

It wouldn't be long before they would leave.

Comforting himself in this way, Cheng Zhao sat behind the bedroom door, pressing his entire body against it, not daring to make a sound.

"Bang!"

Finally, the outer door was directly knocked open in just a few minutes!

And almost at the same time, Cheng Zhao seemed to smell the rotten smell that belonged to the Zombies.

"Ho ~ ho..." There were three Zombies that broke into the house.

After they knocked open the door and found no attack target, they gradually quieted down amidst their roars.

"Drip drop ~ drip drop ~ drip drop ~"

His right hand, simply wrapped in cloth, was still bleeding through the fabric, dripping onto the ground.

After more than ten minutes.

Outside the bedroom door, the Zombies in the living room had been silent for a long time.

Having not found a target for a long time, these Zombies would probably wander away later.

Even if they didn't leave, as long as he kept quiet and didn't make a sound.

Relying on this bag of bread beside him, continuing to live wouldn't be a big problem either.

Thinking of this, Cheng Zhao trembled as he exhaled a breath of relief after escaping death.

And at this moment.

"Clang ~"

An iron basin, grasped by a worm, suddenly smashed beside him!

The clear sound was like a brass gong in his ears!

Bringing boundless suffocation and despair!

Cheng Zhao stared fixedly at the iron basin beside him, then his eyes widened, looking at the worm in the room with a face full of disbelief!

"No!"

"Roar!!!"

The three Zombies in the living room, in just a moment, slammed into the bedroom door.

"Crack crack crack crack!"

The wooden door was literally torn apart by the three Zombies.

And the next moment, Cheng Zhao felt rotten hands embed themselves in his shoulders, his face, his flesh!

"Roar!"

Three Zombies simultaneously gnawed at Cheng Zhao's throat, face, and head.

His mutilated right hand was stretched straight, his eyes wide.

In the last moments of his life, he seemed to want to say something.

But, there was no chance.