The chicken was offended

Chapter 21

There was a strong smell of leather in the factory, Lu Yifei wrinkled his nose and couldn't help holding his breath, always thinking that this group of people would not choose to stay here so hard.

At the end, there was an elevator room, and a box-type freight elevator stopped on the third floor. Lu Yifei wanted to press the elevator, but Wang Mingcheng pulled him off.

"walk the stair."

Only then did Lu Yifei realize how reckless he was just now.The elevator can see the number of floors it reaches. If those people deliberately guard the entrance and exit, they are guaranteed to be filled with dumplings as soon as they get out of the elevator.

A group of people walked further in, and there was a staircase around the corner.The corridor is not big, and the stairs are even narrower, which can only accommodate one person to pass through. Wang Mingcheng and Meng Lang walk in the front one by one, Yan Changhai is behind the palace, and Lu Yifei is caught in the middle.One side of the stairs is a concrete wall, and the other side has no handrails. Looking down, the concrete stairs look like they are growing on the wall. Lu Yifei couldn't help thinking that if those people shot from the top of the stairs, they would not be able to escape. , unless jumping off the side of the stairs.

The factory building is different from ordinary buildings. In addition to the large space, the height between the floors is also very high. The height of the first floor alone is two to three meters.It would be terrible if you accidentally fell down, or you might die, Lu Yifei shook his head to shake out this terrible thought.

His current state is like a cowardly customer who came to a haunted house on a whim, crying and yelling, and came to rescue people with a hot head and unarmed, and gradually became afraid after returning to his senses.In reality, they are just ordinary people, and they rarely even meet the security personnel of the bank's armored van, let alone encounter a group of vicious people as soon as they enter, and the other party easily abducts their people.

Meng Lang slipped his foot and knocked his knee on the steps, and couldn't hold back the pain and shouted "ah".

The sound hit the narrow corridor, returning round and round, hitting the eardrums.

Everyone was startled, all movements seemed to have been pressed to stop, and they stood still on the stairs, each breath seemed to last one after another, and the past two or three minutes seemed as long as a century.

After a long time, there was still no movement, and they dared to continue going up.

Wang Mingcheng frowned. Although it was a good thing that he didn't attract attention, it would be troublesome if those people played a trick to invite you into the urn.Although I have this thought, but now is not a good time to say it, I can only follow the crowd and continue to move forward.

The second floor is a huge production workshop. The whole floor is full of people. There are neatly arranged workstations, leather materials spread everywhere, and countless sewing machines with yarn hanging on them.Everyone quickly walked through the workstations piled up with leather materials, and found a few handy weapons.

Meng Lang found a long iron drill from the entrance. The top was a curved hook, like the ones workers usually use to hook rolling doors. It was not sharp, but it had a long attack distance, so he straightened the curved top. According to the TV In the fencing competition, the athletes made a few slashing and thrusting movements. Although they looked like waving indiscriminately in the eyes of others, the effect could reach the level of bluffing.

Yan Changhai, who walked through a row of work stations, found a nail gun on the ground, which seemed to be still working.He fired a shot at the gun, and the nails loaded in the machine swished and hit the not-so-white wall, and most of them bounced back and fell to the ground. He frowned, and could only hope that the target did not The walls are so hard.

Lu Yifei approached the window, facing south, there was a row of leather nailed on wooden boards to be exposed to the sun, and there was a pair of large scissors beside it.He picked it up and handed it to Wang Mingcheng, who was standing there and didn't seem to be in a hurry to find a self-defense weapon: "Take it, you have good skills, and it's much more useful than mine."

Wang Mingcheng stared at his hand for a long time, and said coldly, "Hold it yourself."

Ignoring Lu Yifei's momentary loss, he turned and walked out: "Go upstairs and have a look."

The third floor is the studio of the factory owner. There is only one passage, so you can walk into the room smoothly without thinking about the fork. This is an office separated by several floor-to-ceiling glass. The glass reflects the hesitant figures of four people, and the moving line passes through the window. The light that came in became grotesque, like a silent shadow play.

Walking past three offices with floor-to-ceiling glass in a row, there is an ordinary office in the depths of the passage. There is no floor-to-ceiling glass, but ordinary walls, and the door is an iron door.

Although there was no clear indication, everyone guessed that it was probably the financial office. Lu Yifei put his ear on the door and vaguely heard something moving inside. He turned around and gestured to the three of them.

Several men tightly held the weapons in their hands, hiding on both sides of the door.Meng Lang put his hand on the handle, mouthing "3, 2, 1" in a low voice, but the door didn't open when he tried hard.

"Did they lock Yu Xiaolei inside? Did you really hear the voice?" Yan Changhai looked at Lu Yifei and guessed after getting an affirmative answer, "The key to the financial office may be in the factory owner's office."

Everyone returned to the first three offices, the first one looked ordinary from the outside, it was just an ordinary staff office, three workstations were stacked with orders and customer communication materials, and the second one was no different.

Only the third room seemed a bit different.It has a small screen, and through the glass, you can see a small reception room outside the screen, and you can only see the scene inside when you walk in - a boss's desk and a boss's chair.

Through the screen, there was a door that was ajar on one wall. Everyone guessed that it was a rest room for the factory owner to rest or stay in the factory overnight. There must be nothing to search for, so they started searching from the outside.

There are some books and trophies in the cabinet on the wall. There is no dust on the trophies. It seems that the boss wipes them often.There are acrylic table cards on the huge boss's desk, and the rest are insignificant mirror frames, teacups, computers and the like.

"Find drawers and..."

Just as Lu Yifei said that, he turned his head and almost bit his tongue in fright.

There was someone sitting on the boss chair with the back facing them!

They have been looking for the key in this room for so long, and the movement is clear, but this person sat there without saying a word, just sitting there peacefully and listening to them rummaging through the box. What kind of psychological quality or confidence in his own strength is this? .

Yan Changhai and Wang Mingcheng also noticed the abnormality and approached this way quietly.Meng Lang looked around looking for the key without vigilance, and suddenly found that Lu Yifei slowly stretched out his hand to turn the luxurious black leather boss chair across the table.

As the chair turned, the shoulders of the person sitting on it were gradually revealed, everyone held their breath, and at the moment when they were about to see the person's face——

The door of the lounge opened suddenly.

A figure rushed over and pressed Lu Yifei down on the mahogany boss's desk, carrying an inexplicable rancid stench.

The scissors in his hand flew away.

The frame of the mirror and the pen container were crushed on the back. Before Lu Yifei could feel the pain, he was hit by a terrifying face that followed. At the neck, the foul-smelling saliva dripped down on Lu Yifei's cheeks by gravity, causing him to close his eyes unconsciously. At that moment, he didn't know whether to be disgusted or scared.

Yan Changhai rushed over in three steps at a time, holding a nail shooter in one hand, turned the boss's chair around and fired a few shots to prevent the enemy from being attacked in the stomach and back.

The boss chair has been completely turned around. Although the person on the chair is in a sitting position, there are only a few stumps left. This is indeed a person, but he is dead beyond death.

Lu Yifei pressed his hands against the man's shoulders and pushed it out, but the thing was struggling too much, and the power contrast was too great. His two arms were shaking, trying to resist, and it seemed that he would not be able to support it in the next second.

Lu Yifei forced himself to open his eyes, but he could only see the foul-smelling mouth less than 3 cm away from his face.

"I can't do it..." Unable to save himself, from the corner of his eyes, he saw Meng Lang, who was closest to him, sitting on the ground with limp legs, and his heart was even more desperate.

"save--"

Suddenly his body loosened, and the oppressive stench went away from him. Lu Yifei lay powerlessly on his back on the table, panting desperately.

Wang Mingcheng grabbed the zombie with an indescribable face and dragged it into the reception room. Lu Yifei was picked up by Yan Changhai. At this time, only the sound of tables and chairs being dragged and flesh collided could be heard through the screen, making people sweat coldly.

Yan Changhai picked up the scissors on the ground, and Lu Yifei was about to rush over with him when suddenly the movement disappeared.

Going around the screen, Wang Mingcheng was holding a stool and stuck the zombie on the ground. The four legs of the stool hit the head and around the limbs. Mouth, wanting to put the human being in front of it into the mouth, but was controlled by the man and couldn't move a bit.

"Is he not dead yet?"

"Are you OK!"

Yan Changhai walked to the stool and looked at the extremely corrupt but free-moving corpse. Although his face was surprisingly calm, his heart was already turbulent.This world actually brought out the living dead, and the energy of this 'Gaia' world completely exceeded his cognition.

Chi-

Holding the scissors, Yan Changhai slammed into the heart of the zombie, and the rancid smell came out from the opening. The smell mixed with the leather smell in the factory made the smell even more unpleasant. Meng Lang, who had just summoned up the courage to approach, saw this scene, He clutched his chest and started vomiting.

However, although the other two were shocked, they were stunned by the appearance of the zombies still alive and kicking.

"Just like film and television dramas, zombies are not easy to die." Lu Yifei saw that Wang Mingcheng showed no signs of injury, and his brain stopped spinning in fright, and finally began to think, "But the only weakness of zombies is the head, let's find out and hit it."

Yan Changhai covered his nose with a cloth, quickly dealt with the tireless monster, and left a guess: "What if the devastation of the whole city is due to the outbreak of the zombie virus?"

"The human race has probably fallen." Wang Mingcheng let go of the hand pressing down on the chair.

Meng Lang regained consciousness and opened his eyes wide.

"So the world we are in now is the world of zombies?! We still have to save the protagonist from this world? We mud bodhisattvas can't protect themselves when we cross the river..." Meng Lang was about to cry, and when he recovered, he wanted to vomit again.

Not to mention that this zombie almost killed them, even the humans in the previous world might not be merciful to them.It is simply impossible for them to prevent being bitten and eaten by the ubiquitous zombies, and survive the human beings who have been infected by the virus.