The current situation did not give Liu Jiajun much time to think. Deng Xiao stood up, her head was already 90 degrees to one side, but she still stretched out her hands and rushed towards the man in front of her.
"How can I kill you, you monster?" Liu Jiajun roared. This night, he was very painful. As a killer, he did not know how to kill the person in front of him who threatened his safety.
A sense of frustration rose from the bottom of his heart. Liu Jiajun bit his teeth, flashed past Deng Xiao's hands, and pushed his right foot behind her knee. Deng Xiao's body knelt down to the front, and her whole body fell to the ground. She moved her body and slowly got up, and continued to walk towards Liu Jiajun.
"Horizontal trough!" At this moment, Liu Jiajun felt that he was almost crazy. What kind of monster was this in front of her? It not only had no sense of pain, but also normal fatal injuries seemed to have no effect on her.
Liu Jiajun turned and ran towards the room. Deng Xiao behind him caught up with his head tilted to one side and his eyes squinting at the front in a very strange pose.
With a "bang", Deng Xiao's body hit the glass door. Liu Jiajun looked back and continued to run inside. He got into the kitchen and took out a sharp knife to cut vegetables from the knife holder on the counter.
Deng Xiao's footsteps are getting closer and closer. Liu Jiajun hides behind the door and rushes out at the right time. The sharp knife reaches into his stomach. Then, with a push of both hands, he overthrows Deng Xiao to the ground.
"Huh," Liu Jiajun sighed with relief. He was already sweating a lot. He didn't expect that he would have to work so hard to face a weak girl, even though she was acting strangely now.
Liu Jiajun raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Suddenly, his eyes were staring straight ahead, and his arms were stiff in the air.
"You are a man or a ghost!" The girl who fell to the ground in front of her got up again. She had a knife in her stomach. The blade was completely out of it. The skin around the blade rolled up, which looked terrible. Liu Jiajun can no longer express his shock in words at the moment, and something unprecedented suddenly happened in front of him, which suddenly overturned his understanding of the world.
"Gun!" Liu Jiajun thought of the weapons stored in the basement, but now he is blocked in the kitchen, obviously there is no chance to open the tunnel to get weapons.
With his right hand, he touched the knife holder and held another kitchen knife in his hand.
Deng Xiao walked towards him, and the knife edge on his stomach began to ooze blood, leaving a string of bloody footprints behind him.
"Come on, you monster," Liu Jiajun roared. For a moment, he finally adjusted his state of indulging in the gentle countryside back to that of a mercenary.
With his eyes narrowed, Liu Jiajun's mind began to show the track of the monster's action in front of him, and his brain quickly estimated the speed of its various actions.
Deng Xiao's movements were much slower than at the beginning. Liu Jiajun flexibly circled with it in the room. With the help of the middle table, there was always a distance between them. The handle of Deng Xiao's stomach was caught by the corner of the table, and the whole blade was pulled out. The blade pulled away from Deng Xiao's stomach made a big cut, and some internal organs slipped down from it.
The room was filled with a smell of blood. Scarlet blood spurted from its belly and dyed the floor red. The white table was covered with scarlet spots, and blood flowed on the ground. Deng Xiao stepped on it barefoot, and the soles of his feet began to slip.
Liu Jiajun took advantage of the moment when his body lost balance. The kitchen knife sank into its head in an instant. At the moment when the blade cut in, Liu Jiajun was slightly surprised.
The feeling of killing people just now is very different from that of killing people when performing tasks before. The resistance of the blade after entering the head is very small. It seems that there is not much friction between its skull and the blade.
Liu Jiajun's figure flashed when he released his hand and abandoned his knife. He was already standing a meter away.
Another knife appeared on the knife rest in Liu Jiajun's hand. His eyes were fixed on the "blood man" in front of him, and he was wary of his next move.
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Deng Xiao fell down, his body stopped moving, and his smooth skin was covered with blood, which was different from his delicate body. Who could have imagined that a girl who was full of youthful vitality at the previous moment would be like this at the next moment.
Liu Jiajun stood there waiting for Deng Xiao to get up again. Previous experience told him that this girl would give herself a "surprise" every time she thought she was dead.
However, Liu Jiajun was disappointed by the reality. Deng Xiao's body just lay in a pool of blood and did not move again.
Liu Jiajun's eyes fell on the handle of his head, and the blade was easily pierced before.
"Is your weakness in your head?" Liu Jiajun said to himself.
Leaving the knife in his hand, he washed the blood on his hands and arms under the tap. Liu Jiajun returned to the sofa in the living room and buried his body in a pile of pillows to empty it.
Deng Xiao's body was left in the kitchen. Liu Jiajun planned to deal with it at midnight. It was still early now. He didn't want to disturb other people nearby.
The room was very quiet. Liu Jiajun suddenly felt uncomfortable. He turned on the TV to make more noise around.
The TV is broadcasting news, and the voice of the hostess comes out from the TV, "... Unknown viruses are raging all over the world, and people infected with the virus will become bloodthirsty living dead in a short time. If you are watching this emergency news, please pay attention to the people around you who behave differently and stay away from them as soon as possible. These living dead people will attack normal people around. If they bite or scratch, the injured will quickly become such monsters."
"This kind of living dead person is currently named" zombie "by experts. Professionals say that there is no effective method to inhibit or treat this virus."
"Please take care to protect yourself, stay at home and lock the doors and windows. If you really need to go out, be sure to stay away from densely populated areas."
"At present, our city has fallen into chaos, and our station has lost contact with other reporter stations and media."
"In fact, there are not many survivors in our station. Please point the camera at the door of the live broadcast room instead of at me. (The picture cuts to the door of the live broadcast room. There are many grim faced zombies outside the glass door. They are blocked by the door, so they have to constantly hit the glass on the door with their bodies.) There are only me and Xiao Chen, the photographer on the platform. As journalists, we have the obligation to release these important news to the masses of the people. "
"Here I want to tell those who see the news, please protect yourself and your family as much as possible, and prepare food and other necessities for survival. Do not rely on organized rescue in a short time."
"Today's news is the last time in my life. Thank you for your leadership. They haven't and can't delete my content. The monsters you see outside the glass door were my colleagues and Xiao Chen before. The gate... should be able to stop them for a few minutes, so let's go now. Xiao Chen, we are going to turn off the camera. I hope the audience in front of the TV can remember my last appearance in front of the camera, and you will remember my last appearance in the afterlife See you, take care! "
The TV screen darkened, and Liu Jiajun, sitting on the sofa, was silent for a while. He grabbed his mobile phone and began to contact his friends. Unfortunately, none of them could get through.
Liu Jiajun has changed to another foreign station. This time, the pictures on TV are directly outdoors. From the perspective of the camera, the photographer should be on a helicopter.
The prosperous streets in the past have turned into ruins. The lost people are wandering in groups on the road, and several people who escaped from the car are immediately drowned by the body tide. On a building in the distance, a girl stretched out her head from the window and waved to the camera for help. At the next moment, several hands stretched out from behind and pulled her into the house
"Deng Xiao... infected with a virus and mutated into a zombie!" Liu Jiajun rubbed his face and pondered, "How could she be infected? Today, she spent the whole day with herself, eating and drinking, and even had a relationship between them on the bed. Why didn't she get infected?"
"It is said on TV that the infection is caused by a virus, so according to the mode of transmission of the virus, his experience today can be infected a hundred times." Liu Jiajun has a headache, and the world has suddenly changed, which makes him hard to accept for a while.
He stood up, went to the kitchen to look at Deng Xiao's body, and then went downstairs to lock the yard.
Outside the villa, it was quiet, and there were only some vague sounds in the breeze. On the path in the community, you can vaguely see some wandering figures.
If he didn't see the news just now, Liu Jiajun might go out to ask them about the outside situation, but now Liu Jiajun can confirm that all those figures are zombies.
Since the outside is in such a mess, Liu Jiajun doesn't have to hide the eyes of others. Because he was worried that Deng Xiao's body was infected with the virus, he planned to dispose of it as soon as possible.
Liu Jiajun came to the kitchen, moved Deng Xiao's body to the front yard and buried it, then went back to the room and began to clean up the blood and debris on the ground.
It took several hours to get these things done, then Liu Jiajun went to the bathroom again and washed himself from head to foot. His heart was relieved.
It was early in the morning, but Liu Jiajun was completely sleepy. He changed his clothes and went to the balcony. He began to look around at the night.
The villa that was on fire in the community has burned down most of the time, but the fire is still raging. Fortunately, the villas here are all single family, and there is a certain distance between adjacent two families, so the fire did not spread around in time.
Liu Jiajun's eyes fell on the front yard downstairs again, looking at the newly turned up soil under the light of the eaves, without any waves in his heart.