When Lan Ye woke up the next day, he opened his eyes and found that the place where Xiao Xi rested last night was empty. He didn't know where this guy had gone to scare people again.
Xiao Ya was sleeping soundly beside him. The little guy was lying on his arm with his legs spread out, drooling everywhere.
Lan Ye carefully pulled out his numb arm, covered her with a quilt, and tiptoed out.
He closed the door gently, and when he turned around and saw the scene in front of him, he was shocked.
Xiao Xi was hanging upside down on the roof like a bat, with his legs firmly hooked on the hanging rod fixed on the ceiling like hooks, with his eyes closed and motionless.
Lan Ye swallowed his saliva. What the hell... That pole is at least 3 meters above the ground. How did he get up there?
At that moment, Lan Ye even doubted whether this guy was the Batman of Gotham City.
"Breakfast is on the table." Xiao Xi still closed his eyes and spoke coldly.
Lan Ye grabbed a box of biscuits on the table and ate them with half a bottle of water.
When he finished eating, Xiaoxi moved his body and landed swiftly, like a silent ghost.
There were two purposes for this operation. One was to find supplies. There was a small supermarket in the neurology department on the 9th floor, which had abundant supplies.
The second was to find Dr. Shangguan, otherwise he would not have needed to bring Lan Ye, a burden.
At least... compared to Xiaoxi's skills, Lan Ye was indeed a burden, and he was very self-aware of this.
Before leaving, Xiaoxi brought back a zombie that was still flailing, closed the door of the treatment area, and tied it to the door with a rope.
All the zombies on this floor were killed by Xiaoxi. They could not open the door and could not get in, so the only threat was the living.
And this roaring horror zombie can just deter some people with bad intentions.
Only then did Lan Ye understand that the zombie that ate the baby he killed last time was also a "guard" left by Xiaoxi on purpose. When he came back, he saw that the "guard" was killed, and found him sneaking around the door, which caused the misunderstanding.
Xiaoxi opened the fire door on the floor and walked out directly. Lan Ye followed closely, not daring to take it lightly.
There were several headless zombies scattered in the stairwell, and large patches of scarlet blood were splashed on the wall. Lan Ye noticed that the knife wounds on the necks of those zombies were very neat, probably also done by Xiaoxi.
After passing the 8th floor smoothly and arriving in front of the fire door on the 9th floor, he saw that the staircase leading to the upper floors on the 9th floor was blocked by a pile of tables, chairs and other debris.
Several zombies were swaying behind the pile of debris, stretching their arms towards them through the obstacles, but they couldn't reach them, so they could only roar unwillingly.
Xiaoxi suddenly stopped, and Lan Ye also stopped, pulled out his baton and knife, and looked around nervously.
He pushed Lan Ye away and hid behind the wall. Almost at the same time, heavy footsteps were heard, and a rough voice came from inside the door:
"Boss, we checked everything, but we didn't find that woman."
"Damn! Keep looking, I don't believe she can fly away?" Another angry voice shouted.
"I tell you, if that bitch named Shangguan runs away and calls the police, we'll all be fucked!"
"Boss, don't worry, we are guarding the entrances and exits here, and there are those dead people outside. She has nothing to eat or drink, so she can't run away!"
"Stop talking nonsense. Someone outside sent a letter saying that the police have surrounded the hospital and may come in at any time. Hurry up and tell the brothers to pay attention to those wandering dead people, don't get bitten!"
As they spoke, the footsteps of several people faded away, and Lan Ye seemed to hear the sound of metal rubbing against the ground like a machete.
Then, there was a dull kicking sound, mixed with a few painful groans.
"Old man, tell me! Where did you hide that woman? If you don't tell me, I'll drag you out to feed those zombies!"
"Haha... Hahaha! Ahem! You... You bastards, is this all you can do? When I was fighting, you weren't even born yet!"
"Old man, you're looking for death!" There was another round of punching and kicking.
Lan Ye listened quietly beside him, his brows furrowed more and more.
They were looking for Doctor Shangguan.
The old man's voice was also familiar to Lan Ye. If he remembered correctly, he was an old soldier who had been on the battlefield and had a disabled leg.
"Squeak."
The fire door was pushed open, and a guy came out cursing: "Li Zi, keep an eye on that old guy, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."
The person inside responded: "Be careful, don't get bit by those zombies."
"Tsk, those slow-witted rotten meat, I'll cut them one by one!"
After closing the door, he walked straight past Lan Ye, turned his back to Lan Ye and Xiao Xi, and lowered his head to light a cigarette.
As if he realized something was wrong around him, he suddenly threw away the cigarette in his hand.
"There is..."
He just turned his head and wanted to shout loudly, Xiao Xi's body shook, and appeared behind the guy like a ghost, covering his mouth like lightning, and holding his head with the other hand, twisting it hard.
There was a "crack!" sound, and a terrible sound of bones breaking was heard.
The guy's head twisted to one side in an extremely strange posture, and his wide eyes were frozen with the fear he had before his death.
Throwing away the lifeless corpse, Xiaoxi walked towards the door.
Lan Ye followed him closely, looking at Xiaoxi with a strange look in his eyes, and became more suspicious of his origin.
He really didn't expect this guy to be so cruel, to be able to directly break a person's neck, how much strength does it take?
Leaning against the door, Xiaoxi gestured to him, and then wiped his neck with his hand. That was an internationally used military gesture.
It means: the other one, you come.
Lan Ye was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.
He raised the baton, clenched the knife, took a deep breath, approached the door, and knocked gently a few times.
A man's hoarse voice came from inside: "Damn, Lao Jian, lend me a lighter."
Talking and laughing, he opened the door, and at that moment, he saw Lan Ye leaning against the door.
Without any hesitation, Lan Ye stepped forward, and the baton in his right hand hit him swiftly, stabbing him hard in the throat.
Then he used his shoulder to knock the door open, and the dagger in his left hand mercilessly stabbed into his chest.
Lan Ye held the hilt of the knife and rushed forward quickly, until he hit the wall hard and stopped.
The man was unprepared, staring in horror, he opened his mouth to shout, Lan Ye swung the baton and hit him hard in the face, and suddenly, several broken teeth and spurted out of his nose.
Lan Ye gritted his teeth, a bloodthirsty red light flashed in his eyes, and his left hand twisted the hilt of the knife violently.
The blade rotated in the wound, instantly smashing his chest into pieces, and a large amount of hot blood spurted out.
He struggled a few times, the light in his eyes dimmed, his head tilted, and there was no movement.
Lan Ye pulled out the dagger, kicked the corpse on the ground, and turned to look at Xiaoxi.
At this time, he had helped the old man up from the ground. There was blood oozing from the corner of the old man's mouth, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
Xiaoxi looked up at Lan Ye, and saw a cold light flash in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and threw a silver stream of light at Lan Ye.
"Ugh!"
A muffled groan came from behind, and Lan Ye looked back. The man whose chest had been crushed by him was now wide-eyed, holding a pistol in his hand.
The man looked down at his throat, which was spurting blood, in disbelief. There was a blood-stained poker card stuck there.
"Bang." The pistol fell to the ground, and the man slowly collapsed and finally died completely.
Lan Ye was scared and broke into a cold sweat. He was too careless.
He walked over and picked up the pistol. It was a police USP. These guys should have snatched it from the police who were guarding the hospital before.
Lan Ye put away his gun. The old man looked up and saw him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes:
"Lan Ye?"
Lan Ye nodded: "Are you okay?"
The old man waved his hand and smiled bitterly:
"Alas, I'm old and useless. If I were 20 years younger, I would have taken care of these little bastards in a few strokes."