These people in the village can't compare to Zhou Chen, the young people who have fought with zombies, not to mention that there are tennis club players who have broken free from the shackles one after another to join.

Eventually, most of the people in the village fell to the ground with injuries.

Zhou Chen glanced around and said coldly: "What about Zou Jie?" ”

"Zou Jie and Li Chang seem to live next door to me, I didn't see them when I came out, I thought they came first." Huang Congren, who was holding the old man, said.

"Brother Feng and the little man are not here either!"

"Let's go! Go find them! ”

……

Zhang Chun immediately kicked open the door identified by Huang Congren, and the group rushed in.

There are only three rooms in this house, and they have searched for them all, even the kitchen and bathroom have been rummaged, but there is no one.

Qi Zhan whispered: "The people in our village didn't have refrigerators in the early years, and each family built a cellar when they got up the house, my father was tied to the cellar, and it is estimated that other people are too, do you want to go to the cellar to have a look?" ”

Zhang Chun turned his head viciously: "Where is it!" ”

"My house is in the kitchen......"

Zhang Chun walked into the kitchen, and sure enough, he found the entrance to the cellar under a vegetable bowl.

Zhang Qiu has nothing to love on the sidelines.

Anyway, she doesn't expect the plot now, the plot has long been messed up.

In the original plot, the protagonist and his party did not pass through here at all! I didn't even encounter any of these things!

The entrance to the cellar was narrow, Zhang Chun was the first to go down, Zhou Chen and Huang Congren followed, and the others were on guard above, ready to support at any time.

Zhang Chun's grief-stricken scolding and zombie roars were heard below.

Five minutes later.

Zhou Chen and the three of them came out of the cellar, and their faces were not very good-looking.

Zou Jie and Li Chang...... Eaten by zombies, leaving only stumps and severed arms......"

“……”

Everyone fell into a depression and sorrow.

Zhou Chen: "Let's go, let's go find the dwarfs." ”

……

The house where the dwarf lived.

As soon as they entered, they heard the roar of zombies.

They hurriedly rushed in.

The zombies in the room were banging on the cabinets, and as soon as the door opened, it turned around and came towards them.

A place of blood. Fishy.

The zombies were killed by the enraged Zhang Chun.

The cabinet suddenly opened, and a little man with a pale face and blood stained body rolled out of the cabinet.

Zhou Chen hurriedly stepped forward to hug him.

The little man's delicate face overflowed with pain: "Team, captain, I was bitten. ”

Zhou Chen looked at his broken arm and said comfortingly: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

The three team members were all dead, and one team member was scratched by the zombies, as calm as Zhou Chen, and he couldn't help but redden.

But he had to be calm.

"Xinglin, you take Zhang Chun and them to find out if there is a health station in the village, get some medicines, and see if there are any cars on the way, I will take the little man to the side to rest first, Qin Gong will take care of it with me, and the others will look for something nearby that can be taken away."

Zhou Chen made a series of arrangements, and everyone did it.

Qin Yi followed Zhou Chen to the next room.

The dwarf had fallen into a febrile coma.

Zhou Chen looked up at her: "You can save him, right?" ”

She was silent.

He continued: "You blew the whistle, you can command the zombie to command the dead, so powerful, you must be able to save him, right?" ”

There was pleading in his eyes.

She sighed lightly: "As long as it is what you want, I will do my best." ”

101: "There are dispel potions, transfer potions are available, the former is expensive, the latter is cheaper, which one do you want?" ”

Qin Gong: "Cheap." ”

She couldn't afford it anymore.

She didn't want to run out of energy when Little 8 returned.

Zhou Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you." ”

"Close your eyes."

"Okay."

He closed his eyes.

A soft, soothing whistle sounded.

She swapped out the Diversion Potion and sprinkled it on the dwarf's arm.

The wound moved from his arm to hers at a speed visible to the naked eye.