Let it happen!
Having inexplicably arrived in this world and yearning to return to his own, Jiang Fan cannot tolerate even the slightest change, because even the smallest change could have a huge butterfly effect, ultimately causing things to spiral out of his control.
"jump……"
Jiang Fan tilted his head slightly, loosened his muscles and bones, and made a cracking sound.
"ah!"
At the same time, Ren Tingting, who ran up the stairs, saw exactly what happened in the movie. When she saw the zombie had entered the house and was standing right behind Wencai and Awei, her pupils shrank and she screamed in terror.
Hearing the scream, Awei quickly turned around and found himself facing the blue-faced, fanged zombie on all four sides.
"ah!"
He cried out in alarm as the zombie's bluish claws reached out to grab him. He instinctively crouched down, but unexpectedly delivered Wen Cai, who was riding on his neck, right in front of the zombie.
Poor Wencai's wound from being scratched by the zombie hadn't even healed when he was scratched in the same spot again by the zombie's claws. The white gauze immediately turned black, and faint bloodstains appeared.
The excruciating pain caused Wen Cai to scream. He tried to struggle, but his martial arts skills were inferior to Qiu Sheng's, and the zombie held his arm tightly.
"Bang!"
Having drunk human blood, the zombie, now able to walk briefly, roared and grabbed Wencai, slamming him against the wooden fence. The fragile fence shattered, and Wencai, screaming, was thrown to the ground along with the splinters of wood, clutching his aching arm and screaming in agony.
Upon seeing the zombie, Ren Tingting rushed down the stairs to help Wencai up, but this attracted the zombie's attention. Seeing the incredibly tempting blood food downstairs, the zombie suddenly pounced down from the second floor.
"Get out of the way!"
Ah Wei picked up the wooden stick he used to block the door and swung it at the zombie. Unfortunately, he didn't exercise often and only managed to swing the stick at the zombie's clothes. Not only did he not help, but he also attracted the zombie's attention to himself.
"Open the door! Open the door now!"
"Open the door!"
Hearing the commotion, Uncle Nine and Qiu Sheng ran back to the front of the main room and tried to break down the door to rush in. The door, which they had originally used to keep out the zombies, dramatically kept them out.
The zombies moved stiffly, and Ah Wei and Ren Tingting, who had turned and run away, arrived at the door one after the other. They frantically tried to open the door to let Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng in, but in their panic, Ah Wei accidentally touched Ren Tingting's buttocks. Ren Tingting screamed and her hands went awry, and the two of them completely lost their chance to open the door.
look back,
Upon seeing the zombie so close, the two screamed and ran towards the room on the right.
Ren Tingting and Awei ran into the room and immediately bolted the door. They also moved a dressing table and several wooden boxes from the side, hoping to keep the zombies out.
"call……"
"call……"
The two, their hearts pounding, breathed heavily, trembling like startled rabbits as they stared at the tightly closed door, their hearts filled with prayer.
The once chaotic hall suddenly fell silent, with only Wen Cai's intermittent groans of unbearable pain remaining. Qiu Sheng and Uncle Jiu, who had been banging on the door, also stopped moving.
Standing on the stairs, Jiang Fan coldly observed everything.
Earlier, after Ren Tingting screamed and ran down the stairs, Jiang Fan, who was standing in front of the main room, took a few steps up the stairs and then witnessed how the zombie pounced down and chased after Ren Tingting.
only.
Jiang Fan hadn't anticipated that the movie plot, which he had been so confident about, would take an unexpected turn.
The zombie that had rushed to the door and raised an arm to stab inside suddenly stopped, as if sensing something that greatly interested it. Then, its rotting neck, with maggots peeking out, slowly turned.
at last,
He looked at himself.
Without the slightest hesitation, the moment the zombie's gaze landed on him, Jiang Fan decisively ran up the stairs. His enhanced physique allowed him to reach the second floor in the blink of an eye. Looking back, Jiang Fan's pupils constricted slightly.
This zombie,
He actually gave up on Ren Tingting and started pursuing me!
"Shouldn't we prioritize killing blood relatives?" Jiang Fan shook his head, no longer thinking about it. There was no other way now that things had come to this point. He reached out and grabbed a vase that was half his height, and smashed it at the zombie that was climbing the stairs. Then, without any regard for the consequences, he smashed several other pieces of furniture that were large enough to cause trouble for the zombie onto the stairs, blocking its path.
"Bang!"
Seemingly driven mad, the zombie's arms slammed down like iron rods, instantly dismantling the roadblocks created by Jiang Fan.
However, this bought Jiang Fan time. In fact, Jiang Fan had already prepared himself for the zombies to come looking for him, so he did not panic too much at this moment. He just needed to stall for time until Uncle Nine jumped down from the skylight.
Jiang Fan unbuttoned his shirt, took out a small bag of glutinous rice from his chest, untied it, and threw it at the zombie.
Suddenly,
The grains of glutinous rice that hit the zombie emitted thick white smoke, and a putrid smell immediately appeared. The zombie's arms and head, which were hit by a large amount of glutinous rice, sizzled, and each grain of glutinous rice was embedded in them.
"Young Master Jiang, be careful!"
Upon hearing a shout from the sunroof, a smile appeared on Jiang Fan's handsome face.
The zombie had barely stepped onto the second-floor floor when Uncle Nine, who had jumped down from the skylight first, kicked it in the chest. Losing its balance, the zombie crashed straight down and fell to the bottom of the stairs.
Qiu Sheng jumped out of the skylight, not bothering to exchange pleasantries with Jiang Fan. He leaped from the second floor to the first floor, did a graceful roll to dissipate the impact, and ran in front of the zombie, flicking the ink line at it.
"boom!"
The ink line, stained with black dog blood, struck the zombie, sending a dazzling spark flying. The zombie, as if struck by a heavy object, was sent flying backward against the wall.