In the morning light, a long shadow dragged behind a person, and the shadow moved very fast, just because the speed of the person was very fast.

"Boss, you go slowly, wait for us!"

Syllable!

Han Wenjie made a standard decision, turned around and asked, "You all know how to go on Jinhua Road, right?" ”

Fang Hua shook his head, and some of the other eight people shook their heads and some nodded.

"Okay, No. 23 Jinhua Road, we're in that round, pay attention to safety."

Han Wenjie left everyone and ran on the road, occasionally a zombie came over, and he kicked and broke his neck, not only opening the way for everyone, but also dispelling the depression and anxiety in his heart.

The other eight people, under the leadership of Fang Hua, were not slow, and one or two zombies rushing over couldn't stop them from moving forward at all.

Half an hour later, the group arrived safely at the front of a building, which was lined with a road.

There are a lot of abandoned vehicles on this not too wide road, and the trees on the side of the sidewalk are swaying in the wind, and layers of dust fall from above, and there are many layers, and there is not a trace of greenery in sight.

"Ah Hua! In front is Jinhua Road. A person who knew the route told Fang Hua from behind.

"yes, I know."

Fang Hua nodded, his expression solemn, letting everyone hide their figures, and slowly groping their way forward.

After walking dozens of meters and coming to the side of the road, Fang Hua suddenly raised his hand and made a stop movement, and the eight people were puzzled and still stopped.

Fang Hua took a few steps, walked around a car, and dragged a heavy object in his hand.

Syllable!

The heavy object was a person, and after Fang Hua put him down, several people saw that it was Han Wenjie.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

"My mom...... Something happened to my mom. Han Wenjie looked depressed, and tears came down as he spoke.

"How do you know if you didn't go back to see it?" Fang Hua asked, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

Han Wenjie's eyes lit up a little, then dimmed, and he pointed to a window on the second floor of the building.

"My house is on the second floor, and I have dried sweet potatoes in the window.

Fang Hua's eyes searched and saw the room, the windows were closed, the beige curtains were closed, and he couldn't see the situation in the house, this didn't mean that something was wrong, right?

"Let's be careful, go and see, don't make up your mind too early, boss, you have to cheer up, there is hope for you to live."

"I don't care if I'm a human or a ghost, everything that hurts her has to die."

Han Wenjie looked up at the dried sweet potatoes drying on the window, and the irritability in his heart was even worse.

It was my favorite food when I was a child, and my mother always remembered that when the season came, she would make some and wait for her to come back and eat it. It's 7 o'clock in the morning, the sun isn't strong, and there's dew, how could she take these out to dry, the only possibility is that last night or a long time ago, these things were here and weren't put in.

Normally, she will put these in before the sun sets, unless something unexpected happens.

Click!

There was a slight sound in his ears, Fang Hua turned his head to see that a red-eyed zombie came over on the other side of the road, and behind it, more zombies were surging forward.

"Boss, let's go."

"I'm going home, home!"

Han Wenjie stood up suddenly, his eyes were red, he had realized the problem, and right now, he had to solve it.

"Everybody follow me, hurry up."

Han Wenjie walked ahead, clutching a baseball bat tightly in his hand.

Bypassing the last car, several people entered the stairwell, Han Wenjie pulled down the big iron door, isolated the zombies, and then carefully went upstairs.

Fang Hua held his breath and followed closely step by step, while reaching out the metal strip from his back.

The second floor was soon there, Fang Hua glanced left and right, his gaze stayed on the other room for a few seconds, he stretched out his hand to stop Han Wenjie, hesitated for a moment, and took back his outstretched hand.

The door is closed.

Han Wenjie twisted slightly, and the door opened, but it was not locked.

Slowly pushed open the door, the house was in a mess, there were a lot of debris scattered on the ground, the ground was dustless, it was very clean, Han Wenjie's professional knowledge came into play, and it only took a few seconds to judge that someone here had come in and done something, and it happened not long ago.

There is hope.

Since it just happened, the mother may still be alive, but trapped somewhere.

Ten people stood quietly in the room, looking a little crowded, Fang Hua walked around to the door, gently closed the door, and locked it.

Han Wenjie didn't say a word, his face was pale, he checked all the rooms, and found nothing, happy that there was no trace of zombie infestment, and worried that his mother was gone.

Suddenly remembering something, Han Wenjie came to the living room, pushed the table away a little, reached out and groped on the ground, his fingertips felt the smoothness of the floor, and suddenly, his fingers touched ~ to a thin slit, and his fingers sharded, and he pressed a hole in the crack.

Click!

A few soft sounds.

A palm-sized piece of floor under Han Wenjie's fingers shattered, sweeping away the debris, it was an oiled paper bag, picking up the oiled paper bag, dismantling it layer by layer, it was a shiny pistol, and a few boxes of bullets.

"This?"

Fang Hua was taken aback, this was the first time he had seen a gun, a real gun.

Han Wenjie groped carefully, and the familiar taste fascinated him, but the next moment he came to his senses.

In the past, guns were used to maintain law and order, but now, guns have only one function, killing.

Filling the magazine with bullets, Han Wenjie raised his head, glanced at everyone, and said in a low voice: "You stay here, don't run around, pay attention to safety, I will go out with Fang Hua." ”

Gently opening the door, Fang Hua glanced at Han Wenjie again, especially the gun in his hand, and felt that this person's temperament had changed all of a sudden.

Seeing that Han Wenjie had a gun, his mood was slightly better, Fang Hua asked in a low voice.

"Boss, how are your marksmanship?"

"I'm the same as Wu Zhen with the gun," Han Wenjie smiled confidently, thinking that he was now a fourth-level evolutionary, and he still held the gun in his hand, he silently added in his heart, "Maybe, Wu Zhen is not my opponent either, if he is still alive." ”

Fang Hua was taken aback, and then nodded to himself in shock, admiring this man even more, Wu Zhen, that is a madman, a bloody killing machine, it turns out that the boss is also so powerful.

"Boss, there's someone over there."

Fang Hua pointed to another room.

"I know, he's what I'm looking for."

Bang!

Han Wenjie kicked the door open, and there were three naked~ naked people sitting on the ground in the house, two men, a woman, and a coal stove in the middle of the three, the fire was blazing, and there was a large cauldron on the stove, and there were pieces of meat churning in the pot, and bursts of meat~ incense permeated the room.

The people in the house were all stunned by the sudden appearance of the person, and stayed in place, without any reaction, they thought that there would be no one in this place, but they did not expect that there were still living people who came to this place.

Han Wenjie looked at the two men, identified them a little, stared at one of them, and gritted his teeth and said, "Dongzi, do you still know me?" ”