9527, who noticed the abnormality, tried to get up, but the severe pain pressed him down again, and it seemed that his back injury had not healed.

Holding his breath and concentrating, listening carefully to the sound, it seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, but he could feel that the person was just going upstairs.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, 9527 took a breath, tensed his body, and stood up suddenly. In a trance, cold sweat of pain flowed all over his body, but he had to do it, because the man could go downstairs at any time to search, and if he was found, there was only a dead end.

''I knew I should have left the gun nameless.'' ''

Enduring the severe pain, 9527 cautiously hid in the next room, because the injury could not go far, and the man found that so many supplies should have stayed in the previous room for a while, and now he could only hope that Nameless would come back soon.

Sure enough, within 5 minutes, the sound of going downstairs came, followed by the sound of the first door being opened

''Squeak~~Bang~''

The door was closed as soon as it was opened, because the room 9527 had been looted, and nothing was left, followed by the second, third, and fourth,,,,

As expected, the man stopped in the fourth room. Because the fourth room is the 'base' for the two, three bags of supplies are enough for him to rummage through for a while.

Oops, my quilt is still warm!

Suddenly thinking of this, I suddenly became nervous, and searched around for something to defend myself, ready to fight that man to the death. Fortunately, after finding a few pieces of broken glass, the sound of opening cans came from the other side of the wall, and it seemed that he had escaped.

The ears are pressed against the wall, monitoring the actions of the enemy. What makes 9527 want to cry without tears is that there is only the sound of opening cans next door.

Sub-pull ~ chew ~ sub-pull ~ chew ~ ~ goo dong goo dong ~ ha,,

9527 listened to the blood dripping in his heart, and directly ate nearly ten cans, you must know that he and Nameless eat at most two boxes a day, but baby, and the sound of drinking water, there is no water source nearby, and he died of thirst after drinking and chewing.

Although he was very distressed, 9527 could only hide in the next room, and even asked him to eat more, preferably until he came back without a name.

After about an hour, the man had eaten and drunk enough, and searched all three of his backpacks, picking and choreographing his own backpack.

''Crunch~''

The door was pushed open, and 9527 hid behind the door next door with the glass piece in his hand, and silently thought to the left, to the left, to the left, and to go downstairs, and it was time to leave after eating and drinking.

''Click~Step''

Finished, coming this way, 9527 clutched the glass and swore to strike the fork, because there was only one chance, and he would not have the power to fight back if he was dodged.

Three steps, two steps, one step,,,, hands already on the handle, twist gently.

''Kuang'!! ''

It was the noise of the collision of iron products, and it seemed that Nameless had returned, and another bag of car parts had been dismantled and thrown on the ground haphazardly.

The sudden return of Nameless clearly startled the man, and in desperation, the man's decision was to hide in the room where 9527 was and wait for an opportunity.

One hand opened the door, but his head was still looking down, wanting to see how many people there were on the other side, what kind of equipment they had, and whether they had the strength to sneak attack.

But it's a pity, after thinking about it so much, I just didn't expect that there was a person hidden in this room, at the moment of opening the door, 9527, holding the glass in his right hand, exerting force with his left foot, flashed out sideways, and just saw a head looking down.

I didn't have time to think about it, the perfect point of attack for the stretched neck, the man suddenly turned back when he heard the movement, but he could only make 9527 go straight to his throat more accurately.

''ci~~~sa~''

The heart was like a powerful pressure valve, spurting warm blood all over 9527's cheeks.