I was about to rush over, but the person in front suddenly fell to the ground.

Me: ?

Gu Xiao walked in from outside the door.

He was holding a machete, and his white shirt was completely stained with blood.

He casually turned on the light at the porch.

It was then that I saw clearly that the man had knife wounds on his chest and back, and blood was still flowing from them.

"Didn't I tell you not to go downstairs?"

I hurriedly pulled him into the bunker.

After carefully checking, I found that Gu Xiao didn't have any wounds on his body, and the blood was all from that man.

It makes sense. When it comes to knives and syringes, Gu Xiao always wins.

But even though he knew that Gu Xiao had a knife, why did he still attack?

...

That night, we didn't sleep.

I held my phone, constantly refreshing the updates. Every minute and second, someone uploaded a new video.

In the videos, a blood-soaked man tore apart a woman's body, with intestines scattered on the floor. The woman on the ground was still twitching, not completely dead.

I knew that in just a short ten minutes, she would also become one of the zombies.

Wrecked cars filled the streets, snippets of people going crazy and biting others, limbs dripping with blood. I even saw a video of a police officer being overwhelmed by several zombies after firing a shot.

The content of the videos frightened me.

By my side, Gu Xiao gently held my hand, giving me the only warmth.

I knew that in this apocalypse, he was the only one I could trust.

"It seems that this kind of speed definitely isn't the zombies from The Walking Dead. At least it's a Train to Busan."

I smiled.

When we used to watch movies together, I told him that I could kill ten zombies from The Walking Dead by myself.

I didn't expect him to remember.

Until dawn arrived, the internet completely crashed.

I knew that the entire city had fallen.