Those who go out to search for supplies are treated much better than those who never go out, so except for those who are really ineffective, the rest of the people will take turns to go out, because each of them knows how big the difference is between going out and not going out.

There is also a certain gap in the quality of the team led by the capable and the evolved, if you want to keep up with the footsteps of the capable people, you need a more powerful group of ordinary survivors, so these men who followed Zhen Liangliang, although they are ordinary people, but each of them has sharp eyes, and the muscles on their bodies are full of explosive power, and at first glance they are not comparable to those ordinary survivors who are sick.

Observing the situation of other team members is also something that captain Zhen Liangliang needs to consider. It was impossible for her to measure the ordinary people by her own state, and she saw that the people were visibly tired, and she was going to take a good rest here after cleaning up the hotel.

This place has obviously been swept by others, and it is not very likely that useful materials can be found, but even if he knows this, Zhen Liangliang still searches room after room, and does not give up any possibility.

Leng Yan naturally couldn't follow the whole process, he and the three of them stood in the corridor, watching those people go in and out with a vigilant face.

Even Twilight Wang was not idle at this time, and searched room by room with the team, after all, although there are indeed many stocks in the supermarket, there is always a time when they are exhausted, and the things that can be found naturally need to be brought back.

"Someone's coming."

At the moment when Leng Yan's voice fell, several powerful footsteps sounded downstairs in the hotel.

"Hey, it seems that someone has been here," a man's voice sounded downstairs, and although he lowered his voice, it still reached Leng Yan's ears word for word.

There is not a single zombie to be seen near the entrance of the hotel, which is completely impossible to happen in the current situation, and the only possibility is that someone has cleaned it up.

"Maybe they're not gone yet," the other man also lowered his voice, gesturing upstairs.

"There should be at least ten voices to listen to, and more possibilities are not ruled out," the man who had just spoken closed his eyes and listened intently, and only spoke after a few seconds.

"Then should we change places, there is no need to go toe-to-toe with them," the man's voice seemed hesitant to enter the place.

"Afraid of what?" There was a man next to him who had a much higher voice, "I haven't even seen anyone, and now I'm thinking of running away?" ”

"These things are originally ownerless, and whoever finds them belongs to whom, so why can't we take them?"

The three people downstairs seemed to have different opinions on whether to enter the hotel, but in the end, the opinions that wanted to enter were overwhelming.

Soon there were footsteps down the hallway, and three men walked in one after the other, holding some rudimentary-looking weapons in their hands, either wooden sticks or steel pipes, but they were all covered with black marks, and it was obvious that the road to here was not easy.

"Who are you?" The man at the front was holding a steel pipe that had been somewhat bent and deformed, and looked at Leng Yan standing in the corridor with a wary expression.

"The one who arrived before you," Leng Yan looked at the three men in front of him, the three of them walked up the stairs in a straight line, the clothes on their bodies were relatively clean, and the complexion on their faces was also very ruddy, and they were not ordinary survivors who lacked food and drink.

"You're trying to stop us from going upstairs?" The man at the front was the tallest, and the muscles of his pole-holding arms bulged high, as if ready to rush up at any moment.

"Please," there was absolutely nothing useful to be found in this hotel anyway, and whether it was the newcomers or the twilight who were already upstairs, they should all be running for nothing.

"No, there are a lot of people upstairs, maybe he's luring the enemy deeper," a voice suddenly sounded behind the man, but because it was tightly blocked by the man's figure, he couldn't see the man's expression.

Leng Yan's eyebrows raised, he didn't expect that there would be a capable person among the few people he met casually, and now those people upstairs were already several floors away from them, and it was impossible for ordinary people to hear clearly.

"So what do you say?" The tall man frowned, now they were in a dilemma, there were zombies walking outside the hotel, and there was a man who couldn't see the depth of strength in the front of him.

Just when the three of them were struggling, Bo Duwang and his party walked down the stairs empty-handed, everyone's expressions were not very good-looking, and it seemed that there was nothing to be gained after searching for so long.

When he saw Twilight, the expression on the big man's face changed significantly.

"It's really a narrow road," the big man said viciously, looking at the man in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"You are?" Bo Duwang looked at the man with a straight look in his eyes, and asked with some puzzlement.

"Haha, of course you won't remember me as a little person, but I will never forget you! It's just that you took other people's favors and forcibly deducted all my scholarships, and my mother wouldn't go out and work hard for that money, and finally—" The man laughed and laughed, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Twilight frowned, but he couldn't remember anything like this ever happening. Although it is true that he needs to sign for the scholarship review, he has done such things so many times that he will not remember the names of the students who were knocked out.

"I once swore that if I could see you again, I would definitely give you a lesson that I will never forget!"

"It's okay to be crazy, but only if you have the ability to be crazy," Twilight chuckled, looking condescendingly at the tall man with a gloomy face.

"Uncle Bo, do you want me..."Zhen Liangliang planned to teach this man a lesson.

"No, I'll do it myself," Bo Duwang has been holding his breath in his chest since yesterday and can't express it happily, and at this time, someone happened to be sent to the door, where did he not make good use of it.

"Zhang Nan, there are so many of them, let's withdraw first," a man with a pimple face stuck his head out from behind the big man, looking at these people in the corridor and reminding cautiously.

"Zhang Nan, we..."

"Shut up!" The big man's chest rose and fell violently, his eyes were round, and the green tendons on his forehead flare up, so there was no possibility of retreating at all.