After the response inside the elevator, the knocking sound outside the elevator did not appear again, and was replaced by a very subtle sound of metal scratching - Qi Yan inserted the blade into the gap between the doors!

Although she couldn't see it, Song Fei just knew it.

He could even make up for Qi Yan's decisive and powerful movements, cautious and determined eyes, and persistence that he would never give up until he achieved his goal.

Once upon a time, these things seemed a bit "excessive" in Song Fei's opinion. Life is not an amusement park, but life is not a war. Although his casualness and freedom are not right, Qi Yan's best efforts in everything would have caused a lot of life to lose.

Until the tide of corpse burst.

These qualities make Qi Yan the most reassuring partner, the most reliable friend, and the most fearless warrior.

Song Fei found out that he had actually changed his concept.

Suspense and freedom and extreme self-discipline have never been two life attitudes that can be compared. Although they seem so relative, as if choosing which one is only based on the individual's life preferences. But the truth is that people who choose the former never fail to think about it, while people who choose the latter often think carefully.

Because the latter one is much more difficult than the previous one.

The blade should be inserted into the middle and upper part of the elevator interlayer door, because when a little bit of moonlight penetrated into the open interlayer door gap, Song Fei and He Zhiwen still did not see the blade. And when they pry the car door, they tried to try it in the middle and upper part, so they were helpless when facing the interlayer door that only exposed the lower end.

The gap between the doors between the layers became wider and wider at a slow and even speed until it was enough to accommodate a person's shoulders before stopping.

The next second the door opener quickly fell down and showed his face in the gap.

With the light on his back, he couldn't see Qi Yan's entire face from Song Fei's perspective. To be precise, the upper half of the person's face was completely shrouded in the darkness, and only the nose to the mouth could barely see the outline.

But in this way, Song Fei's eyes suddenly became hot. He gnawed this mouth for eight hundred times, and the bridge of the nose was about to be imprinted into his mind. He could no longer control his nose and mouth just by looking at it!

My lips moved again and again, as if there were thousands of words, but I didn't know where to start for a while.

Qi Yan felt Song Fei's excitement. If Song Fei carved his nose and mouth into his mind, he should have tattooed Song Fei on his heart valve. Every time his heart beat, the guy would move and stay alive.

But now is not the time to speak, even if you think about it, you have to endure it.

Shh.

Qi Yan quickly raised his index finger to his lips, stopping Song Fei's thousands of words.

But Song Fei seemed unwilling to give up and wanted to open his mouth.

Qi Yan frowned, and pressed his index finger hard to his lips, silently and strongly warning!

Song Fei took the initiative: "I don't want to talk, but you have feet standing beside you!"

Qi Yan suddenly shook, and keenly felt the cool breeze coming from the side. A dragon rolled on the side, causing the visitor to slam the sky!

Qi Yan, who had rolled aside, quickly stood up, while the zombie that rushed to the ground with a bang was still struggling and had not yet gotten up. It was wearing a black top, and it couldn't see clearly whether it was a sweatshirt or something next to it in the dark light. It was just a whole black shadow in Qi Yan's eyes, like a ghost, just like its appearance!

Qi Yan did not hesitate and shot him. He was originally aiming at the back of his head, but his head was missing in the shadow and seemed to poke into the back of his neck. The zombie suddenly turned around and turned the blade out of his flesh!

Qi Yan held the gun tightly from beginning to end, so he was not affected by this area and decisively pulled the gun away. When the zombie rushed over again, the other party's chest shook hard to the side, and the zombie's feet were unstable and were dragged to the ground. Qi Yan pulled out the blade and gave the other party no longer a chance. The third shot went straight into the temple.

However, if this zombie falls down, it means that millions of zombies will come over!

Fortunately, Song Fei and He Zhiwen left the car door in advance, which saved Qi Yan a process.

Therefore, at this moment, he knelt on his knees without hesitation, threw away his weapons, and reached his arm down into the car, his tone was rapid but solid and powerful: "Give me your hand!"

Song Fei almost grabbed Qi Yan tightly, and in the warmth of the palm of his palm, he used his soul to shave countless times. - You are a 2.8-meter-old man who breaks up with the other party, are you stupid? Yes, no, yes, stupid, pussy?!

The instinct of survival made Song Fei and He Zhiwen resurrect in an instant. The sluggish and depressed person who had been waiting for death were all replaced by their vigorous spirit and agile skills. In a blink of an eye, the two of them returned to the ground!

But obviously there were already zombies running towards this side because of the previous fights and voices. There were more than one step!

The three of them came to the corner of the elevator entrance and looked around. The night stretched to both sides with the middle section of the corridor as the center, from shallow to deep, and finally returned to darkness. They could only tell that the sound was coming from the right, but they could not see any entity at all.

Song Fei and He Zhiwen were completely unfamiliar with the battle situation of this building and did not dare to act rashly at this time. Qi Yan stood in front of them and stared at the direction of the sound source without blinking for a moment, as if waiting and brewing.

Song Fei suddenly understood that Qi Yan had a trick!

But He Zhiwen on the side didn't understand, so nervous that his heart was about to pop up, and he unconsciously grabbed the arm of his comrades beside him. As a result, Comrade Song gave him a bright look of "just keeping his heart in his stomach" and didn't know where the confidence came from!

As soon as he saw this, Qi Yan suddenly acted. He didn't know where he got a plastic bag and suddenly scattered it to the other side of the corridor!

The crisp bounce sound instantly resounded, and continued to move forward with the beating balls, jubilant as the stream flowed.

It's a table tennis ball!

Song Fei reacted instantly, and found that Qi Yan was still holding the plastic bag in his hand, at most one-third of the ones that had just been scattered.

However, this is enough for the zombies to play.

The three of them silently retreated to the side of the floor door, trying to stay away from the corridor as much as possible, holding their breath until a dozen zombies ran from the right and continued to chase to the left.

About a minute later, when the last zombie footsteps that passed the elevator entrance were almost unheard of, Qi Yan suddenly pulled Song Fei up and ran to the right of the empty corridor!

Song Fei didn't understand why, but he completely trusted the other party, so he raised He Zhiwen with one hand. The three comrades ran together and soon entered an empty classroom.

This is a small study room. Several rows of tables and chairs are twisted in the moonlight, and draft paper is scattered on some tables, silently telling the hard work and concentration of the students who have worked here.

Such classrooms rarely lock doors during the day and night because the most valuable ones are tables and chairs. However, they are not from huanghuali or nanmu, so they really have no anti-theft ability.

But now it's different.

The three friends closed the door and locked it as soon as possible after entering.

The classroom is not big, and there are walls next to the corridor, and there are no windows, so after locking the door and holding a few tables on it, it is temporarily safe.

Only then did Qi Yan take out the flashlight from the zipper pocket of his coat, which he didn't want to use several times along the way, and turn it on.

This imported flashlight, which originally belonged to Ren Zhe, is worthy of being a high-end product. Qi Yan has already adjusted to a medium-low gear for power saving considerations, and it still shines half of the classroom.

He Zhiwen recognized the familiar environment at a glance: "This is the seventh floor."

"Oh." Song Fei responded casually. Compared to the floor, he is more concerned about Qi Yan now.

Turning his head slightly, from escaping from the elevator to now, Song Fei finally saw Qi Yan's face clearly for the first time.

As a result, the other party's appearance scared him.

Qi Yan's hair was all soaked, and his face seemed to be just taken out of the water. His almost delicate eyelashes had been made by the water and had been stuck together into strands. It looked like a girl's mascara was not well-painted, and her face was white and red. White was not very healthy and pale, and red was not normal flush.

And just in his surprise, another water droplet slid from Qi Yan's temples to his jaw, and then fell from his jaw to the ground.

"It's raining outside?" As soon as she said that, Song Fei felt very stupid. Because he could look up and see the window facing the night sky, and there was no raindrop on the glass.

Qi Yan was stunned. He didn't know that Song Fei had already reflected on himself while asking questions, but he felt that this guy was deliberately complaining, and he was deliberately complaining after he sacrificed his life to rescue him. He was simply crazy and angry with both the gods!

"Yeah, it's very big."

Qi Yan's tone was so gentle that he felt confused when he heard it.

No, since Song Fei asked about the weather, he was a little unable to keep up with his comrades' rhythm.

Song Fei swallowed his saliva, and his intuition was not good.

Qi Yan's anger is at several levels. Elementary anger is manifested as arguing, and he can fight as much as he pleases, but extreme anger is restrained, and the colder the tone, the higher the anger value.

But I didn't do anything to cause hatred?

Even if it didn't rain outside and asked a stupid question, this man was full of water on his face. He was stupid and couldn't figure out the reason. If he guessed wrongly, it wouldn't be a serious crime... Wait!

Song Fei was suddenly stunned, and his mind seemed to be instantly opened. Without saying a word, he went further to Qi Yan, reached out and penetrated into the hem of Qi Yan's clothes from behind. Before the other party could react, he had already touched the other party's back.

One hand is wet.

Regardless of Qi Yan's dodge, who finally came back to his senses, Song Fei went all the way up. If this was to take advantage of the situation, it should have taken over the entire back of his ex-boyfriend.

However, for the first time, Song Fei did not have any jokes in touch.

Even every time he went up, he twisted his heart.

Qi Yan's whole back was sweating.

How long does it take to rush to the seventh floor in one breath? One minute, two minutes, three minutes? But what if you encounter obstacles? Go back and continue again? If you don’t have to rush twice? If you don’t have to rush three times? If you don’t have to rush four times?

It didn't rain outside.

There was only one fool who rescued them for five and a half hours without stopping after they were shut down from the elevator.

Holding Qi Yan with one hand, Song Fei used all his best efforts in his life: "I..."

"You wait first."

Although he was caught off guard by the touch, Qi Yan firmly interrupted his ex-boyfriend and struggled to break free from his passionate arms, while pulling out the claws that were still stuck on his back.

Song Fei's surging emotional torrent was blocked by the Qi Dam. His emotions were a little unable to keep up for a while. He was still struggling to waves while resolutely resolutely.

In fact, Qi Yan didn't think so complicated at all. Song Fei's excitement arises at will and collects it at any time. Their daily interest in getting along with each other will not affect the quality of the interest at any time.

However, another comrade's itinerary could not be delayed any further...

Downstairs, apple trees.

Zhao He felt that he had become one with this tree, with me in you and I in me, and even if he closed his eyes, he could even imagine the pretty appearance of this tree with lush branches and leaves and fruits.

His body was already cold, and the down jacket should still be able to withstand some wind, but the temperature could not be kept getting lower and lower. Moreover, he did not dare to move anywhere except his mouth. This is the reward that God has as stable as Mount Tai. If Mount Tai moves, God will be angry and may be wasted all his previous efforts.

Zhao He is not afraid of falling to the ground, but is just afraid of falling into the arms of dozens of fans below.

They loved him so much that he was afraid that the corpse would not exist.

In half a night, Zhao He had already established a deep relationship with the zombies under the tree. He could even accurately identify at least one-third of his face. Even if they were swaying with the rhythm, he could catch them at a glance in the vast sea of ​​corpses.

"Don't look at me so expectantly. I'm not finished yet, otherwise we'll talk about ten dollars."
To be continued...