Next...those monsters must be hitting the door here.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the crazy and terrifying collision scared Xia Xiaowei.

Even if there is a large cabinet piled behind the door, there are dozens of heavy barbell pieces.

But the wooden door could not stop the impact of this dead person who was strong and had no idea of ​​the pain.

"Bang!Bang!!"

The continuous sound of impact echoed in the corridor.

It was like an invisible big hand that grabbed He Quan and Xia Xiaowei's hearts.

After a while, Xia Xiaowei saw in despair that the solid wooden door, which was blocked by a large number of heavy objects, broke into pieces and flew out under the violent impact of the living dead.

"roar!"

Immediately afterwards, several tall and strong black shadows appeared at the door.

These living dead people who came in were obviously soldiers, burly and tall, wearing tattered uniforms.

However, at this moment, in their eyes, there was no normal expression, no friendly smile, and no kind and concerned gaze.

All there is monster blood and cruelty, and the desire to satisfy bloodthirsty killing.

One of the living dead people was bald, with a deep knife mark on his bare scalp. I don’t know who cut him off.

The scalp and large pieces of muscle were split, and the black blood dried up.

But this did not affect its ability to move at all, and it was still lively and roaring.

The other dead people were slightly shorter than the bald man, and their strong bodies were covered with a pale and gray dead color.

The smooth and bulging muscle lines are still there, but unfortunately there is no normal skin color.

The pale skin covered with black veins is like rags, slowly penetrates and exudes a disgusting smell.

These four living dead people had no pain at all and would not care about all kinds of terrible wounds on their bodies.

Even if they are injured or broken in vital areas such as chest, they do not care about it, and they do not cause any discomfort.

It is this characteristic of not fearing death that makes them difficult to deal with. As long as they are scratched by their sharp nails, they will become a living dead.

He Quan and Xia Xiaowei hid behind the writing desk in the corner.

The two of them held their breath and remained motionless. They would not take risks if they could not fight them.

He Quan grabbed the barbell rod in his hand tightly, his eyes widened, locking on the living dead, ready to take action at any time.

Sweat flowed down Xia Xiaowei's forehead and dripped down her eyelids, but she didn't dare to blink.

"roar!"

Several living dead people looked around and searched, but did not leave.

Xia Xiaowei felt that time had passed as long as a century had passed.

"Ka...Ka..."

A living dead man walked over slowly, his head turned, observing and searching around.

Although this training room is not particularly large, it is more than 100 square meters, so they are not discovered for the time being.

But these living dead people have been wandering around and will sooner or later be discovered.

Instead of finding out that you are passive, it is better to fight now!

He Quan felt aggrieved, turned around and winked at Xia Xiaowei, preparing to take action first.

If he was alone, with his strength as a weapon god, he would be enough to kill them and leave easily.

But He Quan was sure that he had to bring Xia Xiaowei with him and protect her from being hurt at all.

As long as a normal person is damaged by a heterogeneous species, even if his skin is only slightly damaged, he will be infected immediately. As short as a few minutes, he will immediately become a new heterogeneous species.

"call......"
Chapter completed!