"Hey! They all bullied me, let me check the night, a bunch of bastards! Accompanied by footsteps, there were women's voices complaining.

"It's all that bitch, if she hadn't pretended to be pathetic, how would we have been pushed out?" Another female voice scolded.

"Phew, I'm going to want her to look good sooner or later!"

"Okay, okay, we're all done, let's go back quickly!" At this time, a male voice came out to play a round.

"That's right, although the zombies in the building have been cleaned up, but I heard that in the gang of guys next door, someone became a zombie yesterday, and it took a lot of effort to kill, and it is hard to guarantee that there will be no more zombies."

"I feel so scared to hear you say that, don't say it, let's go."

"Yes, Ah Hui, you are a man, you go ahead."

"Okay, if you two sleep with me, I'll go ahead of him, hehe, and I'll give you more food." The man laughed lewdly.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Zhuo Qian stood at the entrance of the corridor and saw the appearance of the three people clearly, the man looked like he was in his twenties, wearing a bow tie and glasses, and he looked like he was gentle, and the other two women seemed to be just students, very young, but very mature.

A woman saw Zhuo Qian first, looked at the dried blood stains on Zhuo Qian's body, and the machete she was holding, she took two steps back vigilantly and said, "Who are you?" Is it next door? ”

"I don't think I've seen her." Another woman whispered.

"Ever seen a teenage boy? He had a wound in the shoulder! "Zhuo Qian gets straight to the point.

Seeing that Zhuo Qian was just asking people and didn't do anything else, the tension of the three of them was suddenly relieved, the man snorted, walked over from Zhuo Qian, pushed Zhuo Qian by the way, and said in his mouth: "Who do you think you are?" Why are we telling you? It's really interesting...... Don't waste our time, don't get in the way!! ”

Zhuo Qian's right hand was raised, and the machete was horizontal in front of the man, and as long as he took one step further, the machete would cut through his neck.

The man's face was suddenly full of fear, thinking that there were two women behind him, there were three of them, and Zhuo Qian was only one person, the fear on his face was replaced by annoyance, and he scolded a dirty word, raised his hand and threw himself towards Zhuo Qian, wanting to choke Zhuo Qian's neck.

The cold light flashed, and the women felt something spill on their faces, and raised their hands in a bright red ......

"Ah!!h Wails resounded throughout the space.

"My hand, my hand ......"

The man convulsed in disbelief, blood splattered from his shoulders on the ground, his legs knelt straight in a pool of blood, his arms were cut off at the shoulder, and the bloody cross-section was still bleeding, which was terrifying.

Zhuo Qian looked at the two frightened women with an indifferent expression, and repeated the question: "Have you ever seen a boy?" He was injured in the shoulder. ”

The two women were pale faces, and they quickly nodded under Zhuo Qian's forced gaze: "See, see, see."

"Where is he?"

"Next door, someone next door seems to know him, on the 13th floor." The woman said immediately.

Zhuo Qian just turned around, remembered something, turned around and asked, "I heard you say next door or something, the survivors who survived are still distributed?"

"Ah, yes, yes, there are 3 groups of people in the building, and the boy you mentioned was taken away by those on the 13th floor...... You, you don't want to kill Ah Hui, do you? The woman trembled and answered Zhuo Qian's question, Zhuo Qian's appearance was even more terrifying than a zombie.

Here, Zhuo Qian heard something unusual from her words, take it away? What do you mean?

Ignoring the mournful wails of the man on the side, Zhuo Qian said coldly: "Did that boy leave voluntarily with the group of people you told you, or was he forcibly taken away?"

Another woman replied, "It's acquaintances, they know each other, but the people next door don't seem to have good intentions...... I've said everything I know, can you let us go? ”

Zhuo Qian had a bad feeling in his heart, Yin Mingyang's parents were dead, who else could his acquaintances have? Relatives and friends? Still is...... Lin Xin?

Seeing that Zhuo Qian turned his head and was about to leave, the wailing man on the ground was still convulsing, and the woman mustered up the courage to shout: "Hey, you just left like this?" What about Ah Hui? ”

Zhuo Qian turned a deaf ear and used his speed ability to run towards the stairs, but fortunately, the lights were on from the 9th floor on.

Blood stains on the elevator door, Yin Mingyang has been out for so long, on the 13th floor, will that be ...... That blood is Yin Mingyang's??