"Ahhh

With the wail that came from Er Zhuang rolling down the stairs, Chen Mo directly raised his hand to make up a steel ball for the fat man lying at the staircase on the second floor, and then jumped directly from the stairs to the bottom, and the people on the stairs in the dark environment also hurriedly walked back.

Just when Chen Mo came to the second strong man who was wailing in pain with a cold face, the strong man and Yu Hu outside the small door also came to the second strong man in an arrow step, and saw the second strong man lying on the ground holding his left leg and howling in pain, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

As soon as he arrived, Zhuangzi saw Er Zhuang, whose facial features were distorted and his face was pale, gritting his teeth and lying on the ground holding his left leg, "How is it!" Don't scare me, second brother! Zhuangzi's originally panicked expression instantly turned into anger, his eyes widened, and he grinned and roared loudly at everyone.

"How did you fall! Who! Who moved! With the roar of the strong son's spittle, the zombies outside the house howled and banged harder on the security door.

At this moment, a reluctant voice sounded behind Chen Mo, "Lou, at the staircase, the dead person changed when Brother Erzhuang passed by, turned into a zombie and got up to attack Brother Erzhuang, and then, then, just..."

Listening to the explanation of the man with the eyes, Zhuangzi instantly opened his eyes with anger, pointed his hand at the man, and roared again: "White soldier! You fucking fart! So many of you don't care, specifically biting my brother? You, you, you..."

"That's the case, you'd better calm down, at present, we'd better take a look at Erzhuang's situation and solve it quickly, otherwise the problem will be even bigger." Yu Leopard's somewhat cold voice came from behind Chen Mo, Bai Bing was Yu Leopard's best friend in college and in town, and his friend was yelled at for telling the truth, which made Yu Leopard secretly unhappy in his heart.

"Wait, that dogleg is dead? The boss, also dead? Yu Hu, who looked a little ugly, seemed to hear what he didn't want to hear, and hurriedly opened his mouth to take evidence from Chen Mo.

"Dead."

It was still Chen Mo's tepid answer, but what Chen Mo didn't notice was that Yu Hu's and Zhuangzi's faces changed.

I don't know if I felt that I might be too excited or realized that I would see Er Zhuang's situation first, Zhuang Zi hurriedly picked up the flashlight on the side and half-knelt beside Er Zhuang, who was still wailing, reached out to wipe the sweat on Er Zhuang's forehead, and immediately asked, "Er, you..." Before the words fell, Chen Mo, who had been silent, spoke calmly.

"It should be a broken lower leg, and now we have no medical staff and no medical equipment, so the best way now is to move the person up and lie down first, and find two wooden planks to clamp and fix the calf." The lukewarm voice reached Zhuangzi's ears, and Zhuangzi, who gradually calmed down, began to calm Er Zhuang's emotions, and Er Zhuang also gritted his teeth and breathed heavily.

"Bai Bing, right, give you back the crossbow, you go and carry Yan Hua up to find a room to settle down, Brother Zhuangzi and I carry Erzhuang upstairs, and the others move the two dead zombies to the boss's room upstairs, I don't think you want to rest with this smell, right." Chen Mo, whose eyebrows were squeezed together, spoke again, and at the same time, he walked towards Er Zhuang, who had stopped wailing and had been panting.

When everyone heard Chen Mo's arrangement, they all moved, and Zhuangzi and Chen Mo walked upstairs with Erzhuang on their hands, and Erzhuang also let out one or two wails from time to time on the way.

'Crunch'

Pushing away the room originally arranged for the three of them, Zhuangzi and Chen Mo slowly put Er Zhuang on the bed, 'snap' The lighter in Zhuangzi's hand lit the candle placed on the table, and under the dim light, Er Zhuang's face was twisted and his legs were covered in sweat.

Zhuangzi, who looked worried, took out the kettle, licked his dry lips, carefully twisted the lid, and carefully sent the water to Er Zhuang's mouth, Er Zhuang was pale, his lips trembled, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he drank only a little pure water left.

Chen Mo quietly leaned against the wall and looked at the two brothers in front of him in a daze, an emotion called envy flashed in Chen Mo's eyes, and then looked out the window and looked in the direction of W City with a deep sigh.

"Brother Chen, do you still have water, I'm also a little thirsty, hehe." Chen Mo, who turned his head, looked at Zhuangzi under the light of the candle, and Zhuangzi scratched his head embarrassedly and asked Chen Mo in a whisper.

With the not-so-loud roar coming from the bottom of the building, Chen Mo slowly took out the thermos cup that he had scavenged in the bungalow and filled with water from his mountaineering bag and handed it to Zhuangzi, who did not politely unscrew the lid and took a few sips and wiped his mouth.

"You go find water and cloth for a while, and it's better to apply a cold compress, and I'll go find a plank." Under the flickering candlelight, Zhuangzi couldn't see Chen Mo's face clearly, but he could also feel the loss in Chen Mo's words, and as the door opened, Chen Mo came to the corridor outside and saw that the rest of the people were waiting at the door.

"Erzhuang, how about it."

Yu Hu, who was a little pale with a flashlight, asked slowly, "If you fix it with a wooden board, it can last for two or three days, but it may be inflamed, so now we need medicine." Chen Mo lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders helplessly to everyone, and then looked at Yu Hu and added: "It's better to need a doctor." ”

"Is there any anti-inflammatory medicine in the boss's room, I'll look for it." Looking at the white soldier with an anxious face and an anxious tone walking towards the room at the staircase, Chen Mo sighed slowly.

"You all go and rest, I'll go and find it, and tomorrow everyone will wake up and gather here." Chen Mo said that he didn't look at everyone's reaction, took the flashlight in Guo Hu's hand and walked to the boss's room where the two corpses were stacked, and everyone found the room and unloaded their backpacks to prepare to rest, what happened in the past few days was too incredible, making everyone mentally exhausted.

'Crunch'

The light of the flashlight shone into the boss's room, and the stenching corpses were piled up in the corner of the wall, which made Chen Mo frown, and then stepped into the room and began to rummage, there was no bedside table, and there were only a few bottles of mineral water and a few canned meat in the cabinet under the bookshelf.

Shaking his head helplessly, Chen Mo immediately moved to remove the door of the cabinet and put it diagonally to the side, stepped on it, and with a 'click', the small door was split into two rectangles.

Chen Mo, who got up slowly, looked at the desk in front of the boss's chair that had not yet been searched, sighed slightly, walked to the desk and slowly pulled the drawer on the left.

"Hiss~"

I saw Chen Mo take a sharp breath, slowly picked up a small box and opened it slowly, and what caught his eye was a black stick placed in a super mini weed pile, but the protagonist in the box seemed to be missing.

"Tsk, silencer? This boss can do it, but the pistol is gone. With a grin, he put the silencer in his pocket, and Chen Mo opened the drawer on the right, "There it is!" The flashlight shone through, and Chen Mo found a drawer of medicines.

"It's too abnormal for this boss to have no medicine at home." complained silently in his heart, and Chen Mo immediately began to rummage for anti-inflammatory drugs.