"Human?" Ziliang couldn't help but ask, but of course he believed Hannibal's judgment. After all, there was no one in the world who had a say in such a thing.

Just then...

"I think you should look over there." Quinn's voice came from the side, and she pointed to the other end of the alley.

Ziliang and Hannibal both looked in that direction, and saw a pair of men and women walking side by side from the shadows that were not exposed to the light.

The man and the woman were very close to each other, and looked like a couple. The woman was wearing a skirt and the man was wearing a yellow road repair work clothes. Both of them were staggering, as if they had just walked out of a bar that drank too much.

Of course, at this time, no one would believe that the two of them supported each other and came to pee in this alley, because the pace of these two people was obviously not as simple as drinking too much. And, then the flashing lights could be vaguely seen that the woman's skirt was covered with blood, and her hands were covered with blood. The black spots on her skin could be seen on the V-shaped collar of the pink shirt.

At this time, the man seemed to have smelled something, raised his head stiffly, sniffed in the air... and then... turned his head to this side.

It was a rotten face. Through the rotten flesh on one side, you could directly see scarlet gums. The black liquid flowing out of the nose wriggled towards the lips like a bug, and a gurgling sound in your throat.

"Uh..." Zi Liangxu looked at him: "It seems that the residents of this plane don't like taking a bath very much."

He made a joke inappropriately, but if even Harley Quinn didn't laugh, it would mean that it was really not funny at all.

The next second... "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

There was a sound of howling like a human being, and the people who heard it were all going to get goosebumps on that night. The two people roared, stretching out their pale hands like hungry animals, taking heavy and wet steps, and walking over like Ziliang.

"They seem to like you," Quinn said.

"It also includes you." Ziliang said weakly.

Only Hannibal was a little more reliable. He took a step forward and stared at the man in the eyes... After a while.

"No...no?" he said for a moment.

"What does it mean if it doesn't work?" Ziliang asked.

Hannibal hesitated: "I want to control this guy, but... he seems to be mentally unconscious at all. I feel nothing in his mind except... hunger."

At this moment... Perhaps because of hearing the howl just now, another figure slowly walked towards Ziliang from the shadows. It was a fashionable woman, but at this moment, the dress was covered with dirt, her hair was stuck together by blood, and there was no expression on her face. Her skin was grayish white, and the blue and black blood vessels were clearly visible.

Quinn looked at the woman, hesitated for half a second, then picked up a stone from the ground, threw it at the other party with all his might.

With a muffled sound of "小", the stone suddenly hit the woman's head, but the other party did not retreat because of being hit. Her staggering footsteps only stopped for a moment, and then she opened her bloody mouth and let out a wailing sound mixed with faint breathing, and her hands stretched out again as if she wanted to seek help.

"She wants to eat us." Hannibal said lightly.

Before the words were finished.

Ziliang felt something grabbing his feet.

He lowered his head, and what caught his eyes was the blood-stained hand of the female corpse. The hand grabbed his ankle tightly and dragged his body desperately in the direction of her. Then he made a hungry cry like gasping, mixed with the screams of other people in the alley. She looked at Ziliang's feet, and saliva mixed with blood dripped from her cut-off jaw dripped onto her leather boots.

Well, at this time, even without Hannibal, Ziliang could see that the hospitality of these residents of the "Raccoon City" seemed to be a little different from what he thought. So he didn't care about the etiquette of the guests. Without saying a word, he stepped on the wrist of the female corpse.

I don’t know if it was because I had been dead for a long time, but the bone was more fragile than I thought, and I was kicked to pieces when I responded.

"Run quickly." Ziliang immediately expressed the best action plan at this moment, and then rushed out of the alley quickly.

......

......

On the street, three people ran towards a place where they didn't know what they were leading. The male corpse just now seemed to wake up several corpses. Among these corpses, the unlucky guy ran into a car on the side of the road, and the protective sirens suddenly sounded.

Now, the deserted streets suddenly became lively.

Countless zombies swayed out of the shadows of the corners of nowhere. Their wails came one after another, gathering into a series of creeping songs that were almost uninterrupted.

Fortunately, the movement speed of these zombies was not very fast, which made Ziliang and others not immediately fall into the encirclement.

However, just after turning a corner, a new street appeared in front of the three of them. In the middle of the street, a large dumped container trailer was still alive, just to gamble on the entire road.

Ziliang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and found that the direction he came was blocked by the gathering zombies.

At this critical moment...

"Don't stand there, help me." Harry Quinn said, slapping Liang for a moment.

Ziliang looked at the container, immediately understood and ran over, crossed his hands, and supported himself into a shape of a foot pedal.

Quinn could move around the steel wire. She ran a few steps, kicked Ziliang's hand, and flipped onto the container with a whirlpool. After that, she did not forget to turn around the container and bowed to the slowly coming sea of ​​corpses.

"Hey, they won't applaud you." Ziliang said with a sloppy face.

Quinn then stretched out a hand and pulled Ziliang up. Then, the two of them pulled Hannibal into the container.

Soon, the zombies rushed over, but the height of the container was three meters. The zombies were obviously not very good at all, so they could only raise their heads and roar constantly...

"Huh, fortunately I've climbed up, otherwise we wouldn't have enough to eat with so many mouths." Ziliang muttered.

Hannibal curled his lips disdainfully, probably because he had imagined the eating habits that were not elegant at all, and he felt very unhappy...

Quinn said nothing, staring at the other side of the container, stunned slightly

Ziliang looked at the struggling corpses below and confirmed that their IQ seemed to be unable to think of "climbing up in piles", so he turned around with confidence...

Immediately afterwards, I was stunned.

Countless cars appeared in front of him, and vehicles of various models and sizes were closely lined up, but of course this was not to participate in a car competition or a car show.

This is a car accident, one of the biggest car accidents on the planet.

The popularity of cars in this country is now fully interpreted in front of Ziliang.

Because these cars that collided with each other stretched the entire street and penetrated into the shadows that could not be seen clearly. Almost all cars were seriously deformed because of the many collisions of cars that were not too late to brake behind. Some cars should have exploded immediately, burned to the darkness, and people were still sitting in the car, and their limbs were bent, which made them unable to bear to see. In addition, the items scattered around seemed to be a scene after a disaster.

"Who knows what's going on here..." Quinn couldn't help asking, of course, she knew no one could answer her.

"What should we do now?" Hannibal asked lightly.

Ziliang looked at the scarred scene and lit a cigarette... "Go to find Old Joey first."
Chapter completed!