I was about to ask the young woman who was already crying out in a hurry, causing the makeup on her face to be even more messy, which zombie the key was on, whether it was the tall male zombie or the short female zombie with blood stains on her face and chest, and asked Jiang Xiaofei to find out the key, and then handed it to her through the crack in the door to open the door. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But on second thought, no, if the key is on the body of a zombie outside the door, then how did they lock the door from the inside?

Although a U-lock does not require a key to lock the door, the premise is that the U-shaped part of the U-lock and the lock head are separate. Generally speaking, after the U-shaped lock is removed from the door, the lock will be locked again, and the things that are done casually can account for 99.99% of those who have this habit according to incomplete statistics. (PS: This data is the author's blind compilation of o(n_n)o~)

"Is the key really on the zombie?" Jiang Xiaofei asked suspiciously, "Which one is that?" Don't cry yet, point it out first, and I'll get it for you. ”

However, after hearing Jiang Xiaoshou's words, the young woman cried even more, grabbed the sturdy U-shaped lock with a desperate face, and said sadly: "Oh my God! Who's going to save me! Woowoo woo ......"

Jiang Xiaofei: "?? "What's the situation? (⊙_⊙)?

The young woman's desperate cry attracted the three of Situ Yongjun, who were cheering, to look at them curiously.

"What's going on?" Liu Xuanting asked.

"I don't know!" Jiang Xiaofei said with an inexplicable expression, "I just asked her which zombie was the key, and she suddenly cried like this?" ”

"It doesn't sound like a cry of joy!" Fu Ziyu said.

"Xiao Jiang, tell her not to worry, we will go over to help her open the door after refueling." Situ Yongjun said very kindly.

Jiang Xiaofei answered, and then turned around to face the woman. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed a new movement in the store, and a teenage boy with a blue-black wound on his shoulder slowly walked out holding on to the shelf.

Jiang Xiaofei guessed that this little boy should be the unlucky guy who was bitten by the zombie of that female employee!

"Hey, don't cry, your companion is out." Jiang Xiaofei took an axe and knocked lightly on the glass door, reminding the young woman who was crying breathlessly with a desperate face.

Hearing Jiang Xiaofei's reminder, the young woman suddenly showed an extremely frightened expression on her face. I saw her glance back at the weak little boy, especially the black blood on her shoulders that smelled of it, and she screamed loudly and turned back, grabbing the U-shaped lock on the door as if she was pulling it desperately.

"Help! Don't, don't come here! Zombie! Help me! The young woman shouted incoherently, her voice was so sharp that Jiang Xiaofei, who was nearby, couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly took a few steps back away from her.

But fortunately, Jiang Xiaofei retreated at this time, and the glass door was already crumbling after the continuous impact of the four zombies, and it was about to fall out of the frame.

Before the young woman could let out a short scream, she was smashed to the ground with blood on her face, her limbs twitched a few times, and she passed out directly.

Jiang Xiaofei: "......"

Looking up at the little boy who was walking over with a frightened expression and holding on to the shelf, it was estimated that he was still some time away from turning into a zombie, Jiang Xiaofei didn't say anything, took a few steps forward, carefully avoided the glass on the ground, and squatted down beside the young woman.

Reaching out and stopping at the end of her nose to probe, Jiang Xiaofei was stunned to find that she was out of breath!

"Dead?!" Jiang Xiaofei said with a look of surprise, and then hesitantly commented, "Uh, death...... Qingqi. ”

"What's wrong?" Hearing the sound of movement here, Liu Xuanting and the others couldn't help but ask loudly.

Jiang Xiaofei suddenly became stunned, and her whole body became nervous.

Witnessing the death of a person, what should a normal eighteen-year-old girl react to? (To be continued.) )