Lan Ye's vision was instantly covered with a hazy blood-red, and the violent killing intent was rising. He had never been so eager to kill and blood.
"Fuck!"
Lan Ye was like an angry beast, and a crazy roar broke out from the depths of his throat. He swung the baton with a domineering and brutal killing intent, breaking its hand bones directly.
Lan Ye grabbed the zombie's head tightly, his muscles tensed, and his eyes suddenly widened. In a seemingly impossible situation, the veins in his arms bulged, and his hands twisted hard.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of bone breaking sounded, and its head twisted in an extremely strange posture, and immediately collapsed powerlessly.
The hand also let go of Lan Ye's legs, and the zombie's neck was actually twisted by Lan Ye!
The roar of the zombies reached Lan Ye's ears, and the blood-red in front of him gradually faded. He didn't care what had just happened. Lan Ye hurriedly got up and quickly fled from this dangerous place.
Lan Ye was almost there. He could see the door of the pharmacy after turning a corner, but there were more and more zombies behind him.
Although they were slow, once they set their sights on you, they would never give up until they tore you apart and ate you. Their determination to defend the Qingshan Mountain was really terrible.
When turning the corner, Lan Ye picked up an iron bucket in the corner and threw it to the opposite side with all his strength, then took out the access card, swiped it, dodged and hid in, and quickly closed the door.
Heavy footsteps mixed with countless dull roars of wild beasts sounded behind the door. The sound of the iron bucket rolling on the ground attracted them all. Listening to them whizzing past the door one by one, it was like a small tide hitting the coast.
Lan Ye felt as if the floor beneath his feet was trembling with the scattered footsteps of countless dead people, and his heart was in his throat.
The noise outside gradually weakened and finally returned to calm. Only when he confirmed that the zombies had been led away did Lan Ye relax, collapse on the ground, and breathe heavily.
At this time, Lan Ye was soaked in sweat all over his body, his mouth was dry, and his throat felt sweet. At the same time, he did not forget to send heartfelt and polite greetings to the guys who managed the power supply system and their eighteen generations of ancestors.
Thousands of words are summed up in one sentence: "I $#@%!"
After resting for a while and taking a breath, Lan Ye put away the baton, struggled to stand up against the wall, and looked at this pharmacy.
This is not a traditional window pharmacy for connecting patients, but more like a warehouse, with rows of shelves and various boxes in front of it.
There must have been construction here before. Lan Ye saw a lot of iron barrels at the door, and many things on the shelves were packed in boxes. Even the floor was opened. It seemed that they were renovating.
For some reason, the medicines were placed on the top shelf, and there was no ladder nearby. Lan Ye, who was 1.8 meters tall, took a long time to reach down. He couldn't help but curse in his heart:
Who is so stupid to put it so high, afraid that I can't reach it? This is not a way to prevent theft.
Lan Ye followed the list given by Dr. Cao, packed the medicines he needed one by one, and stuffed some commonly used anti-inflammatory drugs, antibiotics, antipyretics, etc. into the box, filling several bags.
Lan Ye thought about it, and didn't know how long he would be trapped in this ghost place, so it was better to prepare early.
Listening to the occasional roars and screams of corpses outside the door, Lan Ye sighed. He hated hospitals when he was at work, but now that he didn't have to punch in, he hated it even more.
Unexpectedly, Lan Ye also found half a box of instant noodles and a few bottles of mineral water in the corner. They should be the leftovers of the workers. It was a pleasant surprise.
Lan Ye was in a good mood. The embarrassing escape just now was not in vain. While packing the medicines and food in the bag neatly, he hummed a little song.
Suddenly, Lan Ye raised his head abruptly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. His pupils suddenly shrank into the most dangerous needle shape. As soon as his hand touched the baton on his waist, his neck was pressed against by a sharp dagger.
At the same time, a crisp and cold female voice came from his ears:
"Don't move!"
Lan Ye slowly raised his hand to indicate that he was not moving.
The woman behind him had been holding a knife against Lan Ye's neck, her hand groping around his waist for a while, and then took away his baton and threw it on the ground.
"I said... this lady." Lan Ye swallowed his saliva, "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean any harm."
"Stop talking nonsense! Have you been bitten?"
The voice sounded like a very young girl, crisp, but with a cold sense of distance.
"Bite?" Lan Ye was stunned, "No, what's wrong?"
The girl remained silent and did not speak, but checked Lan Ye's limbs, confirming that there were indeed no wounds and dirty blood, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Can I... put my hand down? It's tiring to hold it up." Lan Ye tried to talk to her.
"Don't move!"
She once again pressed the knife against Lan Ye's throat. Lan Ye could almost feel the sharp blade cutting through his hair and pressing against his carotid artery. The tip of the knife flashed a suffocating cold light.
The girl threw a bigger backpack in front of Lan Ye and said coldly: "Put all the food, drinks, and medicines in my backpack! Hurry up!"
Lan Ye immediately understood that this was a robbery.
But he had no choice but to do as he was told.
The blade was very close to Lan Ye's throat. He didn't even dare to swallow his saliva frequently, for fear that his throat would be cut accidentally.
Lan Ye pretended to be calm. While slowly packing his things, he tried to communicate with her to let her down her guard.
Lan Ye pretended to be calm, slowly packing things, while trying to communicate with her to let her down.
"Well, you are a girl, what if you get hurt by wielding a knife? How about this, we split these things equally, and then go our separate ways, how about that?"
The girl punched Lan Ye's waist, Lan Ye almost cried out in pain, and the knife on his neck got closer.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cut off your tongue! Hurry up!"
Uh... okay, the negotiation failed.
Lan Ye tried to delay as much as possible, and he saw from the corner of his eye that she seemed to raise her wrist frequently to check her watch. With her back to her, Lan Ye was not sure, but it should be correct.
This means that she was in a hurry just like Lan Ye.
Being in a hurry means being very anxious and busy. The more anxious you are, the more flaws you will reveal. The busier you are, the more mistakes you will make.
Lan Ye came up with a plan and smiled evilly: "Ouch, there's a mouse!"
"Ah!" Almost the next second, a short and piercing scream came to her ear, "Where is it?!"
Instinctively, she stepped back in panic, and the knife against Lan Ye's neck suddenly loosened.
A sharp cold light flashed in Lan Ye's eyes. Without any hesitation, he raised his hand like lightning and tightly grasped her wrist holding the knife, pulling it down hard, and turned around quickly, hitting her temple with his elbow.
The other party's reaction was faster than Lan Ye expected. She quickly stepped back, distanced herself from Lan Ye, raised her arms to protect her head, and kicked Lan Ye's chest at the same time.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Two dull collision sounds were heard, and Lan Ye and she retreated at the same time, pulling away.
She swayed and took several steps back before she could stand firm. The dagger in her hand flipped, flashing with cold light, and she raised her eyes and stared at Lan Ye coldly.
Lan Ye covered his sore chest and slowly stood up; only then could he see the other person's face clearly.
She was a very beautiful girl, about twenty years old, wearing a white sweater and jeans, with a graceful figure, but the dust on her face and messy hair made her look a little embarrassed.
"Hey, Miss, we have no grudges, and we can talk well, why do we have to fight?" Lan Ye shrugged, spread his hands, and looked helpless.
The girl raised her eyebrows, and a burst of anger rose in her black and white eyes. She shouted:
"I came here first, and all the things are mine. If you hadn't attracted those zombies here, I would have left long ago."
"Oh? Really?" Lan Ye raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "You came a long time ago, so why is your backpack empty? You didn't even take the medicine, but you stole from me?"
"I..." The girl blushed and stammered for a long time: "...I, the shelf is too high, I... can't reach it."
Her voice was very low, like a mosquito, and Lan Ye couldn't help laughing on the spot.
When the girl saw Lan Ye making fun of her, her delicate little face tightened and was stained with anger: "What are you laughing at! What's so funny? If you laugh again, I will kill you!"