Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

Slowly pushing open the glass door of the internet cafe, Zhang Cheng reluctantly moved his feet.

He glanced back at Li Hu and the others outside the door, as if to confirm whether they would take this opportunity to abandon him.

Li Hu gestured with his chin expressionlessly, signaling him to stop dawdling.

Zhang Cheng took a deep breath, hardened his resolve, and strode quickly toward the internet cafe's counter.

He grabbed a bottle of beer from the table whose name he couldn't pronounce, closed his eyes, and smashed it hard on the ground.

With a crisp bang, shards of glass and beer foam exploded on the tiled floor, and golden liquid spread rapidly along the gaps between the tiles.

The three zombies that were wandering near the bar turned around at the same time.

Their pale eyes reflected a murky light in the dim light, and they groaned hoarsely as they dragged their stiff steps toward the source of the sound.

Zhang Cheng didn't dare to look at him for long. He turned around and rushed out the door, almost scrambling to hide behind Li Hu. His suit trousers were splattered with beer stains.

Li Hu didn't have time to pay attention to him.

He drew his pistol, gripped the handle with both hands, and fired several shots at the zombies that were getting closer and closer to the door.

Gunshots rang out in the narrow corridor, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

Before the three zombies could pounce, they were shot in the head, their foreheads exploding with dark red blood, and their bodies fell to the ground like puppets with broken strings.

Immediately afterwards, the stench of rotting corpses mixed with the smell of gunpowder instantly filled the entire space, and the splatter of blood and flesh from the bullet headshots turned the aisle in front of the bar into a mess.

Bright red blood and dark yellow brain matter covered the ground, and a few pieces of bone fragments stuck to the glass door, slowly sliding down the glass.

Seeing this scene, apart from Li Hu and the nurse Su Wan who could barely remain calm, the others had never seen anything like it.

Lin Xingyu was the first to give in, leaning against the wall and bending over as a wave of acid gushed out.

Although Qi Lin didn't vomit, her face was as white as paper. She covered her mouth tightly with one hand, supported her knee with the other, and her shoulders were trembling slightly.

Wang Jianguo and Li Dazhuang weren't much better off. These two grown men, who were used to bumps and bruises on construction sites, turned their backs and made suppressed gagging sounds.

Zhang Cheng collapsed to the ground, terrified by the three corpses with their heads blown open.

"Come in quickly, the zombies around are being attracted here."

Li Hu had no time to care about these people's mental state. He also suppressed his nausea, stepped over the still spreading pool of blood on the ground, and entered the internet cafe.

"Yes, let's go inside first." Zhang Cheng got up from the ground, his will to survive suppressing his fear.

He suppressed the urge to vomit and followed Li Hu inside, stepping through the viscous liquid.

But Lin Xingyu, Qi Lin, and the others remained frozen in place, seemingly having an instinctive resistance to stepping over the pool of red and yellow liquid.

"You'd better get used to this situation as soon as possible. The zombies won't stop attacking just because you vomit." Li Hu stood inside the door, his voice as cold and hard as a blunt knife.

Although everyone knew he was telling the truth, he was still pale and bloodless.

"You guys, drag these zombies out, and mop the floor while you're at it. You don't want to spend the next seven days living with a bunch of corpses, do you?"

Li Hu gave orders to the four men who were still vomiting, intending to take the opportunity to teach them a lesson.

Looking at the filthy, blood-soaked zombie on the ground, Qi Lin felt a deep sense of resistance, and the others felt the same way.

"If you don't want to work, then leave. I won't go out of business just because you're gone." Li Hu coldly glanced around, then reached out to grab a zombie corpse and throw it out the door.

Seeing this, Qi Lin hardened her heart and grabbed the zombie's ankle first.

"I'll do it," she said, forcing back her nausea.

The moment her fingers touched that cold, stiff skin, a chill ran from her fingertips straight to the back of her head, but she bit her lip and didn't let go.