Nowhere to Run

Grrrh…Graaahhh…Grrrhhh…

Countless zombies squeezed their way into the first floor of the police station. The thugs who had opened the doors to fight the zombies were instantly overwhelmed and gobbled up by the flood of zombies.

They were all torn to pieces and eaten by the zombies.

Other thugs, who had initially thought of opening their doors also, shut them tightly when they heard the commotion outside.

But there were way too many zombies, so even though they closed their doors, it only served to prolong their lives for a while more.

BAM! BAM!

The zombies were way too strong and were much stronger than ordinary humans. The wooden doors soon splintered and started to give way after the zombies rammed into them repeatedly.

"No…I don't want to die…I still want to live…"

"Why…why did something like this happen? Am I going to die today?"

The thugs looked at their doors, which were about to break open, and felt their hearts sink into despair.

In no time, the zombies rammed open the doors, and all the thugs inside were overwhelmed by the zombies.

In just a few minutes, everyone on the first floor had been attacked and eaten by the zombies. Not a single person was left.

The second floor didn't have a much better fate either.

Even though the doors on the second floor were mostly made from metal, they still couldn't take the repeated ramming of the zombies. The locks of the doors slowly started to twist under the impact and give way.

BANG!

BANG!

The sound of gunfire could be heard.

The zombies right in front collapsed after being shot.

But before all the zombies in front had been wiped out, more zombies had already come pouncing over from behind.

"D*mn it…why are there so many zombies? I don't have enough bullets for this!"

A fat man was cursing away inside one of the rooms. He saw that his door had been completely broken down, so he had no choice but to run to the balcony.

The good part about the second floor was that the rooms here had balconies, so anybody in these rooms had the option to jump, whereas the windows of the first floor were all blocked by locked grilles.

"Bloody h*ll…it's so high! I'm going to end up breaking my leg if I jump down."

The fat man saw that he was more than five yards above the ground and began to feel afraid to jump.

But the zombies had already rushed into his room, and he didn't have too much time to think about this. He gritted his teeth and made a jump.

He thought that the grass below could help to break his fall.

CRAAACK!

But reality was very cruel. His leg broke upon landing on the ground.

"AHH!! My leg! My leg!"

The fat man started yelping in pain and tried shouting to his companions for help.

But all the thugs who were standing on the balconies of the nearby rooms didn't respond at all.

At such a time, nobody cared about anyone else. All of them were only concerned about how they could stay alive.

"Du Datao…crawl over to my side, I'll think of a way to help rescue you."

Suddenly, a man with spectacles standing on one of the balconies started yelling at the fat man on the ground floor with a broken leg.

"Zhao Xiaoyong, I didn't expect you to be the one who would end up helping me in this time of crisis."

Du Datao quickly started crawling toward the balcony where Zhao Xiaoyong was.

But when he got very close to the bottom of Zhao Xiaoyong's balcony, he realized that Zhao Xiaoyong had suddenly made a jump for it.

"What the fu…"

Du Datao's eyes got wide. He'd never imagined that Zhao Xiaoyong was going to treat him as a human cushion.

"AHH!"

He could only let out a bloodcurdling scream before Zhao Xiaoyong landed hard enough on him to kill him.

"This stupid pig turned out to be useful after all."

Thanks to this human cushion, Zhao Xiaoyong was only slightly injured. He climbed to his feet and started running to the back of the police station.

By this time, several thugs who were standing on their balconies had also jumped down to the first floor. Most of them had broken their legs, and only a few managed to get up with light injuries.

Every single one of them started running toward the back of the police station, hoping to escape through the back door.

BAM!

But just then, the back door of the police station suddenly swung open.

Grrrh…Graaahhh…Grrrhhh…

Countless zombies flooded the police station from all directions, growling endlessly.

"We're doomed…we're doomed this time…"

The last hope that the thugs had was completely extinguished now.

BANG!

BANG!

...

Gunshots were fired repeatedly. Eventually all gunfire ceased.

All the men had been gobbled up by the zombies.

However, something that Wang Hao simply couldn't understand was happening inside one of the rooms on the second floor.

When he used his Zombie Commander Talent, he had a bird's-eye view of the building, so he'd happened to spot this.

He saw that an overweight thug was still inside the room with that policewoman.

Wang Hao couldn't understand why this overweight thug wasn't thinking about how to escape and was still continuing with his activities.

And because he was very curious, Wang Hao didn't let the zombies ram his door down. He just sent a few zombies to keep ramming against the door for show.

He wanted to know what this thug was thinking and whether he was behaving so fearlessly because he still had more weapons or tricks up his sleeve.

Several minutes later...

The policewoman finally broke her silence.

She stared straight at the thug and asked him, "You're going to die soon, so why aren't you trying to escape? Why do you still want to do something like this?"

"What do you know? I weigh nearly 220 pounds, so where can I run to? Do you expect me to jump? I might die from doing that."

The fat man wiped away the sweat on his forehead.

Then he continued, "I might really die this time, so if I'm going to die, I want to die after I've had sex. That's my last wish! If I die this way, then I'll feel like I haven't lived for nothing."

"Humph! You disgusting piece of filth! Once the zombies get in here, you'll die a terrible death," cursed the policewoman.

"Heh, heh, heh…I don't care about that. At least you'll die with me!"

The fat man started laughing maniacally.

"What on earth…so that's what this guy is thinking about. I'm not going to let you have your way!"

Wang Hao was puzzled by this, but he soon thought of something and sent out a new order.

Grrrh…Graaahhh…Grrrhhh…

The zombies got a new command from their commander and started moving again. They rammed hard against the room door.

BAM!

After one loud blast, the door was rammed open.

"What?"

The fat man on the bed felt his insides churn when he saw the zombies before him, but he willed himself to stay focused and started going faster.

He wanted to come one last time, then shoot himself in the head, and leave the world that way.

But when the zombies pounced, they didn't tear him apart immediately. They just dragged him off the bed.

"No…don't…I'm not done yet…don't stop me…"

The fat man was in great despair as he pulled his pistol out and wanted to kill all the zombies that had just attacked him.

But Wang Hao was already prepared for that.

The zombies had pulled him off the bed and were sprawled all over him to keep him on the ground.

Another zombie bit his arms so that he was unable to hold a gun anymore.

"No…"

The fat man yelled desperately, and a deep look of despair appeared on his face.

He never thought that he still wouldn't be able to do what he wanted to do even when he was about to die.

"Ha, ha, ha…I just love this expression: I want more, but I can't have any!"

Wang Hao felt great inside as he watched the fat man slip into despair and scream hysterically.

The feeling of being able to control another person's fate was simply amazing.