I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 1187 Doomsday
"It's a walking corpse! And there's more than one head!" A sallow and thin young man said, and he was one of the few who remained calm among the five.

His name is Chen Feng, and he has always had the biggest secret, that his soul comes from another parallel world.

However, he didn't know how he got here. Anyway, he woke up and came to this doomsday world. In order to survive, he has turned into an unscrupulous and ruthless bastard in the past six months.

Through the broken glass, several people saw more than a dozen rotting figures gathered in front of the small building, and could smell the disgusting stench from a long distance away. He was thinking about all the safe ways to escape.

"Damn it, I checked before I came here. There are no walking corpses nearby. How could I find us? Which of you is bleeding?"

This time the search team was the most powerful, and it was also the captain's bald head with a cold light in his eyes. He turned around abruptly and looked at the others angrily.

Except for Chen Feng who was relatively calm, the other three shrank their necks, and the woman among them was even pale.

"It's you?"

The bald head is very smart, looking at the pretty Ji Jiao in black sportswear, a cold light shines in his eyes.

"No... not me."

Ji Jiao tremblingly said, subconsciously looking at the man with glasses at the side, regretting that he forcibly followed him out today.

Her aunt came, even though it was treated with medicinal powder, after a long time, the sense of smell of those walking corpses was stronger than that of a dog's nose, so she discovered it.

"No one present was injured. It seems that it can only be caused by you. A woman who bleeds every month, you should stay in the gathering place for the past two days. If you follow the rules, you won't have so much trouble."

The bald man's eyes showed murderous intent, and he raised the big knife he had been holding in his hand.

"No, don't..." the woman said desperately.

The air became cold and solemn, and no one showed mercy. Everyone, including Chen Feng, looked on indifferently.

They have seen this kind of thing too much.

Now being targeted by Shiluo, if Ji Jiao is not killed and more blood is used to attract the difficult group of walking corpses, they will not be able to get away.

Chen Feng secretly sighed, this is the end of the world, only the ruthless can survive.

As soon as he thought of this, a sense of crisis suddenly rushed into his heart. The man with glasses who was next to him showed a fierce look and punched him in the heart.

"you!"

Chen Feng didn't understand why the other party shot. Because it was too sudden, he could only raise his hand to block it, and with a bang, he staggered back.

Before he could fight back, he froze with a pop, and turned his head in disbelief.

A sharp dagger had been stabbed from behind, piercing the kidney cruelly, and the severe pain made him pale instantly.

Blood flowed out from the wound, and a hand covered in dirt pulled out the blood-stained dagger, and blood spurted out from the wound.

Wang Tong pushed Chen Feng away with one kick, and smiled ferociously.

"Boss, there is blood bait now!"

Wang Tong, who has never talked much, opened his mouth, took out a rag and slowly wiped off the blood on the dagger, looking at Chen Feng who fell on the ground with cold eyes like poisonous snakes.

The bald head showed a hint of apprehension. He never thought that Chen Feng, who has always been ruthless, would fall into the hands of such a person who likes to stab in the back.

Now that the matter has come to this point and the situation is urgent, he is unwilling to offend Wang Tong again and add another variable.

He put away the big knife, glanced at Ji Jiao, grinned, and said meaningfully: "You are lucky, it seems that you usually serve Brother Wang very comfortably."

How could he fail to see at this time that Ji Jiao, Wang Tong and Ma Wei, the man with glasses, are very close, otherwise they would not be able to make a move for them.

"It's just for a long-term release tool."

Wang Tong smiled unabashedly, threw the rag in his hand on Chen Feng's face, and didn't take another look.

"Go, the walking corpse is climbing up."

Ma Wei glanced outside, more and more walking corpses gathered downstairs, smelling the smell of fresh blood from Chen Feng, they all roared excitedly, they couldn't find the door without thinking, and started "building the corpse ladder" "

"Put him at the front of the third floor, lead the walking corpse over, and we will leave from the retreat on the other side."

Without hesitation, the bald head ordered while carrying the collected materials on his back.

Chen Feng had lost his mobility, was dragged up to the roof, and fell at will on the side of the third floor near the large number of walking corpses, becoming the most worthless blood bait in the world.

Wang Tong looked at the group of attracted corpses below and laughed wildly: "Haha, beasts, don't you like fresh flesh and blood? Come and enjoy it!"

Chen Feng was bleeding profusely at the moment, and was so weak that he couldn't even speak. He could only look at his indifferent companion in despair.

He treats the two of them as his own and leaves his back to them, but the other party betrays him because of a woman, which is really ridiculous and pathetic.

At this time, knowing that he would die, he didn't say a word of nonsense.

Wang Tong's gaze was indifferent, much like the gaze he had when he saw the bald head about to kill Ji Jiao just now.

The woman smiled triumphantly at Chen Feng, put a layer of special medicinal powder on her crotch and upturned buttocks to temporarily cover up the smell, turned around and followed the others, and left from the other end.

The actions of several people caused some walking corpses to chase after them, but more of them still squeezed towards Chen Feng's position.

Blood is enough to drive them crazy.

"Bitch!"

Chen Feng watched the backs of the so-called similar people disappear, and cursed secretly, still very unwilling in his heart, he didn't want to die.

May I ask those who are still alive and dying, who wants to die?

He smiled bitterly, turned his head with difficulty, and faced a group of rotten and disgusting faces, the distance of less than ten meters was gradually shortening under the corpse ladder.

"Ten minutes."

He estimated the time, wondering whether he would bleed to death first, or be eaten by the walking dead.

If it is the former, how happy it should be.

"Dad, Mom, if you leave, we may meet soon."

After Chen Feng uttered the last sentence, the expression in his eyes began to fade, and various memory fragments in his mind danced like movies.

He lived desperately and fell into this doomsday, just so that one day he might see his relatives again. He was still about to die at this moment. The only thing he was lucky about was that he didn't have to experience the pain of being eaten by walking corpses.

Just as he was dying, a familiar picture suddenly appeared in front of him, a somewhat broken icon.

It was a large dark gold "L" on a black background that was fragmented, as if it was barely put together.

Suddenly, a mysterious force poured into his body, and the fatal wound healed instantly. Chen Feng's body trembled, as if in stress.

"It seems that even a god, once he becomes an ordinary person, has no advantage in this doomsday. If he doesn't activate the system, he won't be able to play."

A voice sounded faintly, then disappeared quickly, as if it had never appeared.

Chen Feng woke up with a violent tremor.

"I'm not dead?"

He was confused and puzzled, ignored the walking corpse who was stacking the corpse ladder, and quickly turned his head to look behind him.

(End of this chapter)