Chapter 22: Arriving at the Nursing Home

The boy was stunned suddenly, but he couldn't say anything softly with his neck strained.

Wang Xinyue almost fell down at the moment when the car door opened, and quickly grabbed the seat in front of her so that she didn't let herself fall out, seeing this, she hurriedly stretched out her hand and pulled Xu Zhi, and then persuaded: "Little sister, there is something to discuss, he is just anxious and has no malice." ”

Xu Zhi, who was torn off his clothes, looked in Su Hanyi's direction a little helplessly, and he couldn't see Su Hanyi's expression from his angle, which was very unsightly.

For the sake of his classmates, he doesn't want to be too stiff, maybe he will be a friend who depends on each other in the future.

People still like to live in groups.

"One by one, let's hurry first." Xu Zhi spoke.

It sounds like a peacemaker, but in fact, it is still towards Su Hanyi, if Su Hanyi is not satisfied, he can think about it later.

Su Hanyi slammed the car door shut.

The boy rolled his eyes and paused.

Seeing that Su Han listened to his suggestion, Xu Zhi looked at a few people and explained: "I'm sorry, Yiyi's mother works in a nursing home, and she is very worried about her. ”

This can be regarded as explaining the intention of Su Hanyi's move, and it also makes the other people look ugly, after all, they don't have Su Hanyi's courage.

Su Han got into the car with a calm face.

It's getting darker.

Xu Zhi still looked at a few people and said: "The location of the sanatorium is good, the security measures are in place, the number of people will not be very large, even if there are zombies, don't worry too much, if there is enough food, we can even stay there for a while." ”

The sanatorium should have a good environment, a large area of green space, the location is generally in the suburbs, and a high wall has been built for safety, and the location can be attacked and defended, no matter how you look at it, it is better than guarding your own home.

Several people have to admit that Xu Zhi's analysis is very reasonable. But when I think of zombies, I still feel my scalp tingle.

Can they really deal with those man-eating monsters? Is there really a safe place in the world?

No one knew the answer, and the car fell silent again, leaving only the sound of breathing for a while.

There were no zombies, no vehicles, and not even birds that could be seen everywhere, as if there were only a few of them left in the whole world.

After a few more minutes of driving, I finally arrived at the sanatorium.

The sanatorium was built right on the side of the road, opposite an artificial lake with an island and a suspension bridge.

As soon as Su Han stopped, he pulled out the key, and walked out of the car with a Tang knife.

As soon as the car door opened, the roar of zombies reached everyone's ears.

Except for Su Hanyi and Xu Zhi, who had already killed zombies, the faces of the others were very ugly.

The sanatorium is an iron gate like an iron fence, with a small door left on it, which is usually used for people to pass, but now, the door is closed, and standing at the door, there are no zombies walking around.

Wang Xinyue hugged the boy Gao Wei's arm tightly, her face was pale, and she asked in a low voice, "Do we really want to go in?" Didn't she say she was looking for someone, could you let her go in and find it herself, we're waiting here? ”

Gao Wei also wanted to respond, but if he couldn't enter the nursing home today, who knew what he would encounter if he spent the night outside?

The other three were silent, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"One by one, break in, or call someone to open the door?" Xu Zhi looked at the sanatorium, and couldn't tell if there were any living people in it for a while.

The lock on the door is an ordinary padlock, which is easy to destroy with external force, but fortunately, the door is a fence style, and your hand can reach in, so it is not difficult to break in, but the difficult thing is that the sound will attract zombies.