The end of the world begins with escape

"Ah, ah!" The person sitting by the door was really miserable. He was kicked by Chen Chong and flew out into the crowd.

"Ouch."

"Luo Jinyong, you idiot, you hit me!"

"sister!"

Xie Ning heard a very familiar voice, and her whole body suddenly became energetic.

Song Youai was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In a small space of less than five square meters, there are actually fifty or sixty people stacked up...

Some people were hanging on the light cabinet nearby, while others were squatting on the water dispenser.

The vent above had been brutally opened with some tool.

When Xie Ning and the others kicked down the door, a student was straddling another student's shoulders. The student below was held up by several people's arms and was sitting on top of each other, just like stacking up on top of each other to open the vent...

At this moment, everyone was silent.

A pair of eyes full of surprise looked straight at Xie Ning and the others.

"Sister! Auntie."

When Song Youai came back to his senses, he saw his nephew Song Shijun among the crowd and waved vigorously at them.

Song Youai nodded quickly to his nephew, "Everyone, come out quickly. Hurry up."

One after another, the group of people ran out of the small tea room, panting and breathing desperately.

One day and one night, they were almost suffocated to death.

Xie Ning took back the metal ring around Chen Jiajia's neck and walked quickly towards her little cousin.

The little cousin's originally well-fitting white shirt was now wrinkled by the crowd, and his short hair was messy.

He's still there!

Mom is here, Song Kexin is also there, Song Shijun is also there, everyone is here!

Xie Ning stepped forward with red eyes and hugged her little cousin who was half a head taller than herself, "It's okay."

She pulled Song Shijun's left arm tightly, "Are you injured?"

Song Shijun was even more excited than Xie Ning and Song Youai, and he shook his head hastily, "I'm not hurt, I'm fine."

At this time, a middle-aged man stepped forward and said, "You came here specifically to see Shijun, right? Thank you very much for saving everyone."

"Yes, thank you from the bottom of my heart!"

"Brother Song, your sister is too kind to you." It takes a lot of courage and strength to come all the way to find her.

"Sister, this is our teacher Zhou." Song Shijun introduced, "When the zombies first broke out, it was Teacher Zhou, Teacher Yang and others who protected us and ran away."

"Thank you so much, thank you." Song Youai hurriedly thanked him.

"Why are you here?" At this time, a classmate with a small middle parted hair suddenly pointed at Chen Chong and his daughter and shouted angrily.

"Luo Jinyong, please speak softly, Zhutou, do you want to attract all the zombies here?" The dark and skinny little classmate next to him glared at Zhongfen.

Luo Jinyong cursed, his voice a little lower, "You guys from Su City No. 2 Middle School still dare to come here?"

Chen Chong hugged his crying daughter with anger on his face, "I told you that the whole thing was Director Shen's intention and has nothing to do with our father and daughter."

There was still a faint trace of a metal ring on Chen Jiajia's neck, which made Chen Chong feel very distressed.

"What's going on?" Xie Ning looked at her brother.

"Yesterday morning, during our competition exam, someone suddenly fell into coma and had a fever."

"At first the teachers were calling emergency services, but then those who woke up started catching people and biting them."

"The situation was a bit out of control. In panic, we followed Teacher Zhou and Teacher Yang and ran downstairs." Song Shijun pointed at Chen Chong, "They at Su City No. 2 Middle School locked the lecture theater."