Seeing that no one responded, Peng Zishao began to slam the door.

If you want to ensure safety, you must clean up the unsafe factors, which Peng Zishao decided before he went out.

So, no matter whether anyone responds or not, open it up and take a look to avoid capsizing in the gutter.

It's not easy to open the security door, after all, you have to take into account that you can't make too much noise.

About half an hour later, the door was opened, and Peng Zishao flashed directly into the house and blocked the wardrobe at the door.

There was nothing at the door, indicating that there was no one in the room, but even so, Peng Zishao did not let down his vigilance.

Holding the Tibetan Feng in his hand, he looked at every place where he could hide people, and after confirming that there were no problems, Peng Zishao looked at the entire room with confidence.

The house is finely renovated, and the house is full of women's things, but it seems that it should have been unoccupied for a long time.

On the drying rack in the living room, all kinds of clothes are cold, the kind of clothes that make people's blood swell and full of desire at first sight.

Near the balcony, there is also a ceramic bathtub.

Putting away the sofa in the living room, Peng Zishao went directly into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, there are pots and pans, and they are all the same as new, Peng Zishao secretly remembered in his heart, and when he finished cleaning up the building, he would move these pots and pans back.

In the corner of the kitchen, there was a super large double-door refrigerator, Peng Zishao walked over and opened the refrigerator, and a foul smell suddenly spread.

Frowning slightly, Peng Zishao pinched his nose with one hand, and took out a plate of moldy and spoiled cakes with the other hand and threw them into the trash can on the side.

The fridge is stocked with lots of yogurt, snacks, drinks and cocktails, and the cooler has plenty of frozen food.

It's just that because of the power outage, a lot of things have deteriorated, and they also emit a very smelly smell.

Peng Zishao took out a bottle of energy drink and put it in his backpack, then closed the refrigerator.

Next, Peng Zishao looked at the two secondary bedrooms, one of which was equipped with miscellaneous items, and the other was equipped with computers and a set of live broadcast equipment.

Finally, there is the master bedroom, when he first checked the room, Peng Zishao fell in love with the bed in the master bedroom, and he liked it even more when he looked closely.

The bed is a double bed, to be precise, a triple bed is fine.

The bed was very soft and rebounded quickly, Peng Zishao lay down and tried it, and it felt like lying on the clouds, very comfortable.

Without saying a word, he put the bed directly into his backpack.

The wardrobe was full of clothes and all kinds of high heels, and on the bedside table, Peng Zishao found a picture frame.

In the photo, it is a girl with long hair and a melon seed face, very beautiful.

This girl Peng Zishao has seen it, and has seen it many times, and every time it is at night.

The reason why Peng Zishao remembers it so clearly is because the girl is wearing a special sexual~ feeling, which is very eye-catching, and secondly, because the girl will leave in a Lamborghini sports car every time.

Peng Zishao just didn't expect that this girl lived in the same building as herself, and it was on the same floor.

The backpack was full, and Peng Zishao walked out of the room, and then took out the large pieces of furniture that were stored in the backpack to block the stairway.

In this way, the infected people downstairs can't come up, and he can clean up the infected people upstairs without any scruples.

After going back and forth twice, emptying two households and blocking the stairs on the left and right, Peng Zishao went upstairs to continue cleaning up the infected people.

After going upstairs, Peng Zishao found that the doors of many houses had been violently damaged, and he clearly remembered that many of them had infected people in their homes.

Thinking of yesterday's drum-like crash, Peng Zishao guessed that these doors were most likely broken by those infected.

However, it is not easy to break the security door, and Peng Zishao does not think that the infected person has this ability.

Paradoxically, the infected who were trapped in the room did come out, and the doors were indeed broken.

From early in the morning to the afternoon, Peng Zishao cleaned up the entire building with more than seven floors, a total of 64 households, and killed 24 infected people.

In addition to Peng Zishao and Wang Yufei, in the entire building above the seventh floor, there are only two families left with survivors.

One is room 1502 on the 15th floor, and the other is room 2301 on the top floor.

As for how many survivors there are in these two households combined, Peng Zishao doesn't know, because neither of these two households has opened the door for Peng Zishao.

If people don't open the door, Peng Zishao can't come hard, so he said hello through the door and left.

At four o'clock, Peng Zishao returned to 702 with a backpack full of supplies.

Putting down the mountaineering bag, Peng Zishao came to the balcony, took off his coat and threw it downstairs, then poured some water and washed his hands.

Concubine Wang Yu had already woken up, and she was sitting on the bed at the moment, when she heard the sound of the door opening, she knew that it was Peng Zishao who had come back, and her heart that had been hanging was also relaxed.

When the bedroom door was opened, Wang Yufei asked in a low voice, "Is everything going well?" ”

"Well, it went well." Peng Zishao nodded.

Before leaving in the morning, Peng Zishao left a note and put it on the bedside table, so that Wang Yufei could not find herself when she woke up and was in a hurry.

Seeing that the biscuits, ham and water on the bedside table were still there, Peng Zishao frowned slightly and asked, "How long have you been awake?" ”

"It's been half a day." Concubine Wang Yu lowered her head, her voice was like a mosquito and a fly, and she was pitiful.

"Is the fever gone?" Peng Zishao asked again.

"Hmm." Wang Yufei's voice was still very small.

"Okay, you rest first, I'll cook." After Peng Zishao finished speaking, he walked out.

"Wait a minute!"

As soon as he arrived at the door, Peng Zishao heard Wang Yufei's voice, he turned to look at Wang Yufei and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Concubine Wang Yufei met Peng Zishao's gaze, immediately lowered her head again, and said after struggling for a while: "No...... It's okay. ”

Peng Zishao thought that Concubine Wang Yufei had not recovered because she was sick, so she seemed weak to speak, but when she looked closely, he found that Concubine Wang Yu's face was very red.

For a sick person, this is not normal.

So Peng Zishao walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at Concubine Wang Yu carefully, and saw that she was not only blushing badly, but even the roots of her ears were red.

And as Peng Zishao looked at it, Wang Yufei's red face and ears gradually turned from flushed to red, to be honest, it was very good-looking.

So, Peng Zishao made a bold move, he directly reached out and touched Wang Yufei's forehead.

Although it is not the first time that Peng Zishao has done this, it was when Concubine Wang Yu was in a coma before, but this time, Concubine Wang Yu was awake.

Peng Zishao could clearly feel that when his hand touched Wang Yufei's forehead, Wang Yufei's body trembled obviously.

Feeling the temperature from the palm of his hand, Peng Zishao reluctantly withdrew his hand and said, "It's still a little hot, I'll take some antipyretic medicine later." ”

Concubine Wang Yu nodded slightly and said nothing.