Chapter 1432 The End of the World Strikes (1)

One moment before, Xia Qiu was still kissing me with Lei Shao, and the next moment Xia Qiu had returned to Peter.

"Mission completion index 100%..."

"Small attack HE index 100%..."

"Emotion clearing, progress: 1%...10%...100%, clearing complete!"

Mission accomplished? Xia Qiu still wondered if he would fail the judgment if he gave up on Li Xu this time, but fortunately, he didn't.

Emotional clearing, let Xia Qiu calm down.

Continue to start the next task.

Don't think about it, this is a process that must be followed, and Xia Qiu has no objections.

But please don't ask her to intervene in the dying person's body again and again, okay?

Xia Qiu gave Peter a middle finger in his heart.

His whole body was scorching hot, especially his head. Xia Qiu could feel that the forehead of this body could definitely fry an egg.

She is weak, that is to say, she is very unlucky, not to mention that she is inconvenient to move at this moment, and she is extremely hungry.

It felt like I hadn't eaten for three days.

I wanted to open my eyes, but unfortunately I didn't have the strength. Fortunately, my ears are very good, and I heard someone outside banging on the door hard.

The movement didn't sound like knocking on the door, it was more like a robber entering a room.

Something is wrong, the body is too poor to accept the plot.

Therefore, she currently does not know who she is and what environment she is in.

But at this moment, Xia Qiu instinctively reacted that he should hide in a hurry, and it would be better to take a medicine.

Concentrating all my strength, the skills of all-rounder in civil and military affairs have been lit up, indicating that it is useful.

There was only a little bit of breathing in the beating, but fortunately Xia Qiu opened his eyes and was able to control his body.

There was a stench under the gray sky, and the smell of blood came in from outside.

With an empty stomach, Xia Qiu looked around the place she was in, a bedroom less than ten square meters, a wardrobe, a desk, a laptop, dozens of books, and a single bed measuring one meter two.

There was a guardrail on the window, and Xia Qiu subconsciously felt that it should be the first or second floor, but when he barely walked to the window, beads of sweat remained on Xia Qiu's hot head.

It's about 30 stories high, and Xia Qiu can clearly see the slow-moving blue things downstairs.

That's a zombie, she's in the last days.

The door outside the house was still being smashed, Xia Qiu opened the door of the bedroom, and took a weak look at his surroundings.

One bedroom and one living room, at most fifty square meters, and not a single apartment model.

After wandering around, I found some dry and hard bread in the refrigerator, and swallowed it with mineral water.

Packed all the food in the house, opened the gap in the ceiling, and hid directly in the ceiling of the bathroom with blankets and quilts.

There are so many zombies, and her current access point, no matter how she thinks about it, will be part of the plot, so it is right to hide herself first.

It's a bit bad to say that it's a bit bad to hide on the top of the bathroom and eat, but I can't care about that much anymore.

Xia Qiu was a little flustered. She always felt that if she didn't hide, she would definitely find something bad.

Plot, plot, memory, memory, when you have nothing, this is what you should do to protect yourself.

Sure enough, as Xia Qiu expected, the door was forced open, and three big men came in, writhing indiscriminately.

One of the bearded men broke into the bedroom and cursed repeatedly: "That little bitch lied to us, there is no one at all."