Courtyard House: I fish in the heavens, a professional bird abuser.

Chapter 220: Alice Awakens, That One Kick's Allure

Passing through Restaurant B, you enter an extremely complex, maze-like office corridor.

The environment here is even worse than before.

The fire sprinkler head overhead burst at some point. Although the water has stopped now, the ground is covered in puddles mixed with blood and grime. Stepping on it makes a "splat" sound and is so slippery it's disgusting.

The electrical wires on the ceiling were probably short-circuited, crackling and sparking, flickering intermittently.

The flickering light and shadow made it seem as if a predatory mouth was lurking in every corner.

"roar--"

A low growl suddenly came from the next cubicle.

It was an open-plan office area, which should have been full of busy white-collar professionals, but now it looked like a slaughterhouse.

The desk was overturned, documents and papers were scattered all over the floor, covered with shocking bloody handprints.

Captain Xue De raised his hand, and the team stopped instantly.

Everyone pointed their guns in the direction from which the sound came.

"Notice!"

"Two o'clock!"

"There's movement!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Several figures wearing wrinkled white shirts, crooked ties, and some even wearing name tags, staggered to their feet from behind the rows of desks.

There are more than just these few.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of them appeared.

That's the entire department in this office area.

There were about twenty zombies. They were probably either "working" with their heads down or lying on the ground eating corpses, but they were activated by the presence of living people.

"Damn it!"

"There are too many!"

"This is a trap!"

Kaplan let out a strange cry and fired the miniature submachine gun in his hand first.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!"

Bullets flew through the confined space, sending wood chips flying from the desks and shattering computer monitors one by one.

But these zombies didn't know what fear was. Even when their companions were knocked down, the ones behind them continued to surge forward, stepping over the corpses.

Their goal is clear—human flesh.

"Split up and intercept!"

"Don't let them surround us!"

He Yuanchao called out.

He himself remained completely calm, raising his hand to fire two shots, the two Magnum bullets directly blowing the tops of the skulls of the two zombies charging at the front.

The immense impact sent the body flying more than two meters backward, even knocking down its companions behind it.

That marksmanship is incredibly steady.

But he also knew that no matter how good his marksmanship was, he couldn't withstand an attack from so many directions by himself.

and.

This is an excellent opportunity for "training".

It's not just about training these special forces members, but also about bringing out the potential of that "Biohazard War God".

In the chaos, the group was scattered.

Several zombies bypassed the frontal barrage of fire and pounced out from the side tea room, their target Alice, who was at the very back and only had an iron pipe in her hand for self-defense.

Alice has not yet fully regained her memories.

The iron pipe in her hand was something she had just picked up, and it was trembling slightly as she held it.

But that trembling wasn't due to fear.

Rather, it was an instinctive, fighting excitement.

Even she herself didn't know why she had this feeling.

"roar!"

The burly zombie, dressed in a security guard uniform, opened its massive, blood-stained mouth and lunged at Alice's neck.

The movements were swift, accompanied by a foul, fishy stench.

Matt, standing nearby, yelled in alarm, "Watch out! Alice!"

He wanted to help, but he was entangled with two other zombies and couldn't help himself.

He Yuanchao was a few meters away, kicking away a zombie that was trying to ambush Ryan.

He saw the danger Alice was in.

But he did not fire.

They didn't go over to help.

He merely turned his head slightly, a playful glint in his deep eyes, like a strict coach watching a boxer about to enter the ring.

"Don't be afraid."

"Feel it with your body."

"You know what to do."

He Yuanchao's voice was not loud, and even somewhat faint amidst the cacophony of gunfire.

But miraculously, these words seemed to possess a magical power, penetrating Alice's ears with crystal clarity and reaching the deepest recesses of her blank memory.

Alice's pupils contracted sharply.

That's a sign that the beast is about to retaliate.

Just as that rotting maw was about to touch her skin...

Alice moved.

Without any thought, or even the command of the brain.

It's entirely muscle memory.

It was the murderous instinct left behind by the countless sums of money Umbrella had invested in her and the countless brutal training sessions she had undergone!

"call!"

She jerked her body backward, making an exaggerated bridge-like motion, barely avoiding the bite.

The zombie missed its target, but its body continued to lurch forward due to inertia.

Just then.

Alice braced herself with her hands on the ground and suddenly exerted force with her waist.

He was like a compressed spring that bounced back instantly!

Her long, slender leg, clad in black stockings (assuming it's a movie look), lashed out like a deadly whip, whistling through the air, and struck the zombie hard on the side of its head!

"Snapped!"

A resounding, extremely crisp sound, even accompanied by the cracking of bones!

The burly zombie security guard, weighing a full 180 pounds, was sent flying by this kick!

He spun halfway through the air, then slammed heavily onto a solid wood desk like a tattered sack.

The desk was smashed to pieces!

The zombie's neck was kicked at a 90-degree angle, twitched twice, and then stopped moving.

Quiet.

This caused quite a commotion.

It was so big that even the special forces members who were firing shots nearby couldn't help but turn around and take a look.

Then they were all dumbfounded.

What... what kind of leg technique is this?

Was this kicked by that seemingly frail, amnesiac woman who could barely walk?

If that kick landed on a normal person's head, it would probably smash their brains to pieces!

"pretty!"

He Yuanchao whistled, sparing no praise.

His gun wasn't idle either; he used it to take down another female zombie who tried to ambush Alice from behind.

"Looks like you've remembered something."

"Or... your body is more honest than your brain."

Alice held onto the kicking position, slightly out of breath.

She looked at her legs, which were still trembling slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"How...how did I do that?"

She murmured to herself.

"Don't dwell on this."

He Yuanchao strode over, reached out and pulled her to steady her.

His hands were strong and hot.

That touch calmed the inexplicable murderous intent in Alice's heart a little.

"Nice legwork."

"The force was applied perfectly, and the angle was also very tricky."

"that is……"

He Yuanchao looked down at the zombie that had been kicked and slumped into the desk, frowned slightly, and gave a professional comment.

"The power is still a bit lacking."

"If I had kicked him, his head would have been severed, not just his neck."

"It seems that the nutrient solution hasn't been fully absorbed yet."

"But it's enough for you right now."

Alice glared at him, somewhat annoyed.

Does this person even know how to speak?

I've kicked it like this and you still think it's not powerful enough?

If you're so good, why don't you do it yourself?

But she also knew in her heart that He Yuanchao was telling the truth. If that pervert, who stomped on zombie heads like watermelons, had done that, the scene would probably have been even more bloody.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Give me the gun!

Alice snatched another Beretta pistol from He Yuanchao's waist (which He Yuanchao conjured up at will).

The weight of the gun in her hand gave her a sense of security.

"Click".

Skillfully load the gun and aim.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two shots fired in quick succession.

Two zombies that had just gotten up in the distance fell to the ground with a thud, a bullet piercing their foreheads.

His marksmanship was even more accurate than that of the special forces members.

"That's right."

He Yuanchao looked at Alice, who exuded a powerful aura and seemed like a Valkyrie returning, and nodded in satisfaction.