At this time, Luo Bin's eyes were slightly red, and his face looked ferocious, and it was obvious that he had gone bloodthirsty.
There was a shocking scar on his thick neck, which started from the right side of his neck and extended all the way to above his left chin.
The stitches used to suture the wound looked sparse, crooked and twisted, which looked very unprofessional. Because he had sewed it himself, it ended up leaving an ugly line.
As for why Luo Bin used the javelin in his left hand every time he launched an attack, the reason was simple: his right hand was unfortunately bitten off by a ferocious mutant insect in a previous fierce battle.
Stabbing a zombie that was rushing towards him fiercely again, Luo Bin also got angry and said in a bad tone: "I don't know what to do! Now we are trapped in this dead end, with no way to escape. Apart from fighting these damn guys to the death, is there any other choice? If anyone has no strength left, quickly replace him!"
Before he finished speaking, he stabbed the javelin in his hand out again, straight into the forehead of a female zombie whose half face had been bitten off.
Unexpectedly, the female zombie's reaction was so fast and her movements were so agile that just when the javelin was about to hit the target, she suddenly tilted her head back and dodged, successfully avoiding the fatal blow.
Not only that, the female zombie even quickly stretched out her hands and firmly grasped the javelin. Her gray-white pupils flashed with a gloomy and terrifying light, and she stared straight at Luo Bin, as if she wanted to eat him alive.
Luo Bin's face was full of disbelief.
He could never have imagined that these zombies, who were usually slow in movement and simple-minded, had actually evolved to such a powerful level!
He gritted his teeth, gripped the javelin shaft tightly, and used all his strength to pull it back twice, but the javelin was stuck firmly in the female zombie's hands, not moving at all, only causing the female zombie's body to shake a few times.
"Get out of here!"
The companions who were standing in the front and struggling with other zombies noticed the abnormality here. One of them roared, swung the heavy box in his hand, and used all his strength to hit the female zombie hard.
With a "bang" sound, the female zombie's body was finally pushed back a few steps by the huge impact force and hit the zombie behind her.
There was a creepy sound of "ripping" and one of the female zombie's arms was torn off at the shoulder, black blood splattering everywhere. Her body was pulled aside by other zombies and disappeared in the crowd of zombies.
But even so, her broken hand still tightly grasped one end of the javelin and refused to let go, hanging on the tip of the javelin. It was not until then that Luo Bin was able to take the opportunity to retrieve the javelin.
Luo Bin pursed his lips tightly, held the javelin shaft tightly with his left hand, and dragged it hard onto the ground.
Then he raised his foot and stepped hard on the rotten arm that had grabbed the javelin, gripped the javelin tightly, and pulled it upward violently.
After Luo Bin pulled out the javelin, he quickly looked up at the huge group of zombies that were advancing tirelessly like a perpetual motion machine. Just one glance was enough to fill his heart with panic and despair.
Zombies have infinite size, but they don't.
Luo Bin turned around and yelled in a bad tone, "Is the door to the rooftop still open? What the hell is that axe in your hand for? We're almost dead!"
His roar was like thunder, exploding in the crowded crowd. The panicked people behind him were first startled, and then they were stunned.
After a short silence, they raised their heads as if awakened from a dream and shouted in unison towards the upper floor: "Is the door to the rooftop still open? Are the axes in your hands just for show? Damn it!"
"Open the door quickly! I can't hold it anymore!"
"Hurry up upstairs! Otherwise we'll die together!"
"What are you hesitating about upstairs?"
And just like that, the words were passed like a baton.
Starting from the fourth-to-last floor, the same shouts spread upwards, and were heard on several floors of the building.
For a moment, shouting and cursing resounded throughout the building. The already tense atmosphere instantly became tense. As more and more people joined the argument, the scene became even more chaotic.
boom!boom!boom!boom!
On the rooftop, a burly man was holding a sharp axe and chopping the handle of the rooftop door like crazy.
Due to excessive tension, exertion and anxiety, his face was covered with beads of sweat, which flowed down his cheeks to his chin and then fell down.
The sturdy man tried his best, but the extremely solid rooftop door remained motionless, except for the door handle which had cracks and would soon break.
At this moment, he could hear the urging and scolding from the people behind him and downstairs.
These sounds were like fine needles, piercing his heart deeply and making him even more irritated.
Finally, he could no longer endure it, stopped what he was doing, turned around abruptly, and roared at the people behind him with his eyes wide open: "Shut up! Damn it, you all just know how to talk nonsense, if you have the guts, come up and try it yourself! This door is made of pure steel! Don't I want to open the door? I want to live too! Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!"
The man suddenly roared, which startled the people nearby. Then his face turned pale and he was very angry. Several couples hugged each other and cried silently, praying and waiting for death.
After the burly man finished yelling, he felt much better. He ignored the people who were glaring at him, turned around and continued to smash the door. Seeing that the door lock was being damaged more and more, he felt even better. Hope was right in front of him.
"It's almost there! It's almost there! The door lock is going to break. We're saved! We're saved! Haha!"
"It's about to open! We're saved!"
"Great! God bless you!"
He held the sledgehammer tightly in his hand and smashed it against the closed door again and again, shouting: "Come on! We can definitely get out!"
The crowd behind him was originally terrified, but after hearing his inspiring words, a glimmer of hope involuntarily appeared on their faces.
They looked at each other, their eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation, and they danced with excitement.
Just as everyone was immersed in this brief joy, a blood-curdling scream suddenly came from downstairs, along with the sound of zombies biting and chewing.
"What's wrong! What happened?!"
The people who had just ignited the fire of hope suddenly froze in expression, and the tension in their hearts surged again like a tide, and they all gathered around the escalator to look down to see what was happening.