Fifty-Four I'm Looking for My Son
"But I want to know my son's life!" Hu Jiao clutched the knife on his belly and shoved Chen Jiao. Seeing Chen Jiao's insistence not to open the door for An Ran, Hu Jiao shouted, "And you, yourself. Don't care about your son, I'm looking for my son!"
The two were arguing inside the door, and they successfully attracted the attention of the zombies. The door was suddenly opened, and the inside of the door seemed to have defeated Chen Jiao's Hu frame. She was stunned, and looked at the zombie standing outside the door.
Before she could scream and make any response, An Ran was stabbed with scissors in the back of the zombie's head. With a white hand, she pushed aside the zombie's head standing in front of the frame, and the zombie softly stepped on it. Tread fell to the ground with a stunned expression, revealing An Ran's black and blood-stained face.
"Ah!!!" Chen Jiao rushed over, pushed Hu Jiao away, and pushed him to the ground. She quickly closed the door, locked it, and shouted inside the door: "An Ran You pervert, you murdered again, you are a pervert, do you still want to come in and kill us?!
The expression on An Ran's face outside the door is indeed a bit hideous. Who, after cutting the heads of all the zombies in the four or five floors, encounters such two second-rate characters, and can still show a smile like a spring breeze, Who stands up and speaks!
Turning her back, An Ran looked at the zombie corpses all over the place without giving any explanation. She silently began to pick up the diamonds on the ground. She suddenly realized a truth, that is, many times, people's fate is different. If the cognition is different, the realm that can be reached will be different. People like her and Chen Jiao are not people who live in the same realm at all.
She is trying hard to understand this new apocalyptic world, but Chen Jiao and Hu Jia are still hiding in such a small ward. , it's really boring.
In the ward, under Chen Jiao's scolding and various offensives to promote how ruthless An Ran was, Hu Jiao did not argue any further, only her cry was left. An Ran had collected all the diamonds on the ground, and she was a little blunt to carry. The medical scissors floated back to the fifth floor to see the doll and Chen Jiao's son.
The flowers in the potted plants were still blooming beautifully. They were just like the avocado, with no change. The natural growth of plants was relatively slow.
It was just that there was a little dew on the petals, the pink snow mountain and the eustoma, head to head, tilted in the direction of the doll, as if sensing An Ran's state of mind, wanting to protect the doll.
An Ran smiled knowingly, hugged the baby who had woken up and spit out the pacifier, but didn't cry. She was humming and chirping and didn't know what to say. She fed her some breast milk, and then found a brand-new unopened bottle. Get the baby some mineral water to drink.
A total of three boxes of mineral water were collected by An Ran. When killing zombies on the fourth floor, An Ran transferred all the collected materials to the doctor's office on the fifth floor for fear of unexpected situations.