Chapter Eighty-Seven: Cleaning Up the Hotel

"Be careful, watch your surroundings!"

"Plan, can you hack the camera here?"

"No problem, it's an absolute piece of cake...... All right. ”

"Okay, let's go!"

Deng Jian led everyone up the stairs, the hotel's power system was a little faulty, and the elevator couldn't be used, but the camera was still okay.

The hotel is quiet, as if it has been cleaned, there are no zombies on the floor, walkway, and stairs, and there are no corpses, the surroundings are quiet, a gloomy, and the bright beams of six flashlights shine on the surroundings, which seems even more gloomy.

Deng Jian didn't search floor by floor, only looked at the security door at the end of the corridor, if it was broken, it meant that it had been captured inside, even if there were no zombies, the possibility of human existence was not high.

From the first floor to the twenty-ninth floor, Hai Xin next to him wanted to push open the security door, but found that the door was locked.

"There's someone in there!" Deng Jian decisively chose to break the door, and the glass was shattered with a "pop", which was very loud in this dead corridor.

Soon there was a dead silence all around, and Hai Xin said, "Excuse me, is there someone inside?" ”

It was probably only when I heard the shouting that I was sure that it was a human being, and in the corridor, a door slowly opened, and in the darkness, a stream of eyes was firmly fixed on everyone.

After a while, the closed doors slowly opened, and one by one the chaotic survivors walked out.

"There are quite a few survivors here!" Deng Jian was surprised that there were so many people.

However, there seem to be few people worth saving.

"Which unit are you from?" A middle-aged man walked over, he was fat and white, with a beer belly, and he knew at a glance that he was an official.

His gaze didn't have much gratitude, he just said in a commanding tone: "Call the headquarters quickly, I and the minister of the provincial department are here to ......"

It's just that Deng Jian didn't look at him, which made him extremely angry: "Hey, I said did you hear it?" Call the headquarters, I'm here with the minister of the ministry and department. ”

Deng Jian smiled coldly, he didn't even have the interest to speak, he just turned his head and left.

The middle-aged man was anxious: "Hey, did you hear me speak?" ”

The survivors around were anxious, and Deng Jian's appearance ignited the fire of hope in their hearts, but at this time, Deng Jian said to leave, which made everyone anxious.

Hai Xin said jokingly: "Do you think we are here to save you?" Don't look in the mirror, you even order our general in a tough tone, and you think you're a high-ranking official? Phew! ”

The middle-aged man's face was ugly, and the others also reacted, and scolded the middle-aged man one after another: "When are you still putting on your official authority!" ”

What's more, he was afraid that Deng Jian would abandon them, so he hit the middle-aged man in the face with a fist and scolded: "Originally, they came to save us, but now you have offended them!" ”

As he spoke, he struck with another fist, and the middle-aged man's entire nose sank in.

The middle-aged man roared angrily: "My wife is the director, and I am also the city leader, you dare to beat me!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, the survivors had already rushed up, punching and kicking, venting all the depression after the outbreak of the end times.

The middle-aged man finally realized that this was the last days, the last days without politics, and he begged for mercy: "Please let me go, please ......"

This group of survivors, including men and women, old and young, Deng Jian looked at these people carefully, calculating how much profit they could bring.

"General, what shall we do? So many people, take it to Russia, is it appropriate? ”

"What's wrong?" Deng Jian knew what he was doing, "I want them all to make profits for me, I'm not a savior!" ”

An old man who looked a little old looked at Deng Jian and said, "Young man, why are you here?" ”

Everyone looked at Deng Jian.

"It's for a mission, I can't say what it is."

"Then, if you don't mind, then I'll go and open my eyes together, so that there will be no regrets even if you die."

Now, there was another commotion among the survivors.

Deng Jian nodded: "Yes, yes, but I won't leave useless guys." ”

"Comrade, we are dying of hunger, do you have any food there." Survivors are all longing.

Deng Jian said lightly: "Yes, but I want you to help me hunt zombies!" Whoever can hunt one, I'll give him half a loaf of bread!" ”

When everyone heard this, their faces changed, they originally thought that Deng Jian was the savior, but at this moment, he wanted everyone to die?

"This ...... Brother, are you kidding? Hunting zombies? This is clearly to let us die. ”

"Yes, yes, zombies eat people, what are we hunting them for?"

Everyone remarked, but Deng Jian smiled faintly: "When are you hungry and dying, come to me for bread again!" But you have to have the crystal nucleus of the zombie's brain. ”

With that, he went to the window and signaled to the soldiers waiting outside, signaling them to come in.

More than 100 people quickly occupied the two floors very close to Deng Jian and rested inside, although the dense fog outside had dispersed a little, the visibility was still very low, and it was not suitable for moving forward.

Deng Jian didn't care about these survivors anymore, and pulled Li Yanbing into an empty room.

"Uh, that's comfortable." Deng Jian fell on the Simmons bed all of a sudden, still pillowing Li Yanbing's thighs.

"Get up! You've crushed me! Li Yanbing patted Deng Jian's head, "It's only been a long time, you're so heavy, you won't crush me to death in the future?" ”

"It's okay, just get used to it for a while." Deng Jian's answer was very undisciplined, which made Li Yanbing speechless for a long time.

Li Yanbing leaned on Deng Jian's arms, but her face became more and more red, because Deng Jian's magic hand kept taking advantage of her waist.

"Cool? Isn't it cool? Li Yanbing was a little helpless, and directly slapped Deng Jian's hand away.

"What's wrong with letting me touch it? And they won't have children. ”

"You, you, you, ......" Li Yanbing was speechless with anger.

Then, the familiar screams came out, and the soldiers who understood these routines were already surprised, and no one paid attention to this.

"Madame's life!" Deng Jian covered his red and swollen cheeks and begged for mercy.

"Don't call me Madame! You want to call me my wife! ”

……

In the morning, Deng Jian walked out of the room again with a dark circle under his eyes, but there was no big problem.

The fog outside had cleared, visibility had recovered quickly, and Deng Jian knew he could start on his way.

Those survivors rushed up: "General! Let's follow along! Don't leave us here! ”

Deng Jian did not object: "I will only give fifteen minutes to find the car myself, and we will leave when the time comes, no one will wait!" ”