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"My name is Lyon, and I'm a new police officer reporting for duty," Fang Qingzhou said.

"You're Leon Kennedy?" Elliott looked Fang Qingzhou up and down in surprise.

Why did you come here? Didn't I tell you not to come?

"As a police officer, I felt something must have happened in Raccoon City, so I rushed over to help," Fang Qingzhou said.

According to the system's previous memory, after graduating from the police academy, Leon was assigned to the Raccoon City Police Department.

However, when he was about to report for duty, he was instructed to stay at home temporarily and that someone would come to pick him up later.

Leon waited at home for several days, but no one came looking for him. He also lost contact with the Raccoon City Police Department. Sensing something was wrong, Leon drove to Raccoon City to report for duty.

Later, when Leon drove to a gas station outside the Raccoon City Police Department, Fang Qingzhou took the blame for him.

"What an energetic young man..." Elliott's eyes became complicated, containing admiration, regret, and an indescribable sadness.

He stared at Fang Qingzhou for two seconds, his lips moved a few times, and finally he slowly said, "If this hadn't happened... you would definitely have become a good policeman..."

Fang Qingzhou fell silent. Lyon might be an excellent policeman, but he wasn't. He was just an ordinary person caught up in this crisis, without such lofty ideals. He just wanted to survive.

However, there wasn't much time for the two to continue chatting, as the gunshot had awakened all the zombies around them.

The previously closed room doors began to make banging noises, and soon several doors were smashed open, and several zombies came out and began to move towards Fang Qingzhou.

The two zombies at the front were still wearing police uniforms, clearly former police officers from the police station.

"David...Sean..." Elliott looked at the two zombies dressed in police uniforms, his expression somewhat sad, clearly recognizing them.

Fang Qingzhou grabbed Elliott's arm and pulled him half a step behind him, pointing his gun forward.

"Stop staring at them, they're not people you used to know."

Elliott snapped back to reality. Though his eyes were still red-rimmed, he quickly drew his pistol, but it was already empty. His face paled, and he cried out, "I'm out of bullets!"

"Stay behind me and don't move." Fang Qingzhou pulled the trigger, shooting David between the eyebrows.

The zombie's head jerked back, but it only swayed slightly; its rotting mouth remained open as it continued to move forward.

"It's still as hard as ever." Fang Qingzhou frowned slightly, but having gone through so much, he was no longer as flustered as before. He raised the gun slightly and aimed it at the eye socket.

The bullet pierced his eye.

The dark red liquid exploded, and David fell straight down.

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On the other side, the zombie Sean had already pounced close, the stench of blood assaulting their senses. His rotting fingers were almost grabbing Fang Qingzhou's collar, and Elliott gasped in fright.

Fang Qingzhou nimbly dodged the claws, gripped the heavy gun handle tightly, and slammed it hard into the zombie's face, knocking it to the ground.

Without hesitation, he shoved the gun barrel deep into the zombie's open mouth, pulled the trigger, and the zombie's head exploded instantly.

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"Damn it, do you really think Lin Bei is someone I can't be scared of!" Fang Qingzhou pulled out the gun and forcefully shook off the sticky saliva and blood on it.

In his original world, although he had never killed a chicken, he had a ruthless streak deep down since childhood.

He failed the college entrance exam in his senior year of high school and was subsequently gossiped about by others. He decided to repeat a year and spent all his time studying except for eating and sleeping. He eventually got into a prestigious 985 university.

But after graduation, the social environment began to deteriorate. College students couldn't find jobs, and the value of a 985 degree was depreciated. Many of his classmates returned to their hometowns, and others felt that he couldn't stay in the big city.

But he desperately sent out resumes, and after sending out thousands of resumes, he found a sales job. Even with this sales job, he didn't look down on it. Instead, he worked hard and started to work hard, which enabled him to buy a car and a house in the big city in a few years.

Although the house is not big, only a few dozen square meters, and the car is only worth about 200,000 yuan, these are all proof of his hard work.

Now that he has arrived in this world where social order has completely collapsed, his ruthlessness has been fully unleashed. He refuses to believe that he cannot escape Raccoon City alive.

Gunshots attracted even more zombies. Doors on both sides of the corridor were smashed open one after another, and zombies staggered out, their numbers increasing until they completely blocked the way.

As the number of zombies increased, Fang Qingzhou's hand holding the gun still trembled slightly. The gun in his hand was fully loaded with 12 bullets. He had just fired four shots and had eight bullets left.

But there are eight zombies in front of him now, and he can't possibly hit their eyes with every shot. Theoretically, it would take at least 24 bullets to kill these zombies.

Fang Qingzhou then turned to look at Elliott beside him. The policeman was also trembling slightly, clearly frightened as well.

"Elliott, I'll clear the way for you! You run out right now!" Fang Qingzhou said through gritted teeth.

"What?!" Elliott was stunned.

He didn't expect Fang Qingzhou to let him go first. The disaster in Raccoon City had been going on for several days, and in those days he had witnessed the ugliness of countless people.

Many people abandoned others and fled in order to survive, even pushing those around them away to try and save their own lives.

He never imagined that anyone would be willing to cover for him and let him go first.

"Stop talking nonsense! If I say run, you run! I'll cover you!" Fang Qingzhou continued to shout.

This was certainly not because he suddenly wanted to be a hero, but because only Elliot knew the route out of the police station or even out of Raccoon City. If Elliot died here, he didn't know how long it would take him to find his way out.

His confidence stemmed from his fearlessness of infection. The most terrifying thing about zombies isn't that they eat people, but that being bitten or scratched can lead to infection with the T-virus and turning you into a zombie.

However, Fang Qingzhou, with his protagonist's halo, was least afraid of being infected, and after some deliberation, he believed this was the optimal solution.

"Damn it... at worst, I'll just get bitten a few times... then I'll just spray some first-aid spray and I'll be fine..."

Fang Qingzhou gritted his teeth and ran towards the zombies, shouting loudly at the same time.

"run!"

The zombies' murky eyes all turned to him, their rotting throats emitting strange hoarse sounds, and their twisted arms clawed and scratched wildly.

Taking advantage of the Bristleback's resistance to blows and its reduced pain sensitivity, he forcefully smashed through the two zombies in the front row, shoved the gun into the mouth of one of them in the chaos, and then blew the zombie's head off with a single shot.

The only way to kill a zombie with every bullet was this method. The horde of zombies was completely attracted to him and surrounded him in a dense crowd. A gap, barely enough for a person to pass through, appeared on the side of the originally blocked corridor.