Pan Qihua and the others blocked the door of the western restaurant, and the seven people planned to take turns to stand on the front line to resist -- with the strength of one person alone, it was indeed difficult to support it for too long, and the seven people blocked a door full of obstacles, but they had the opportunity to take turns to fight, not to mention, if seven people stood at the door at the same time, they would not be able to swing the knife.

"It's all resisted, I don't believe I can't kill this group of zombies!" Pan Qihua was stubborn at this time, and he was not afraid of anything.

It's just that they are not afraid to return, and their front is still retreating.

Unlike Zheng Jieming alone in the bungalow area, Li Yu's group of people in the small building at the intersection, and Zheng Jieming and Wei Zilong resisting the zombies on the wall of the community - when Zheng Jieming and others faced the corpses, there were some messy obstacles in front of them, and the corpses either needed to climb in from the cracks in the ruins of the collapsed bungalows, or they needed to squeeze in from the windows of the small building, or they needed to climb up the walls, which brought plenty of buffer time to the resistors.

But this time, Pan Qihua and the others were facing zombies pouring over. These zombies don't know how to stop without hitting obstacles, although the zombies in the back row can't reach a few survivors, but they rush over, and they will crash their bodies into the zombies in the front row, causing the corpses to pile up in the room.

It's like when a fire breaks out in a movie theater, everyone pushes the people in front of them out one after another, who can stop such a fierce crowd? I'm afraid only a wall can do it.

"Damn!! I can only retreat to the house!! The corpses kept squeezing into the room, and it was impossible for the tables, chairs and benches to stop the pace of the zombie army, Pan Qihua felt more and more powerless, where was he slashing the zombies, it was clearly the zombies in the back row who pushed the zombies in the front row to the tip of his knife!!

The problem was that before he could pull the tip of the knife back, the force of the corpses pouring in forced him to retreat!!

"Retreat!! Can't stop it!! Go around to the house!! The corpses turn around and come in, and the impact should be smaller!! Pan Qihua shouted loudly, and the survivors behind him immediately retreated to the hall.

"Retreat to the kitchen and the operation room! There's an obstacle over there! Close the kitchen door and hide in it all!! Pan Qihua shouted.

The three people in the front line blocked the zombies while retreating, and a man took the lead in touching the kitchen, and when he saw that there was no one or a corpse inside, he shouted loudly, "The door is open, come to the kitchen!" ”

Pan Qihua heard the voice, grabbed an object with his left hand backwards, and without looking at it, he pulled the thing over and placed it horizontally in front of him, blocking the way.

With a loud bang, he noticed that the thing he had pulled over and was lying across the road was a shrine.

He hesitated, but turned and ran in the direction of the kitchen, where the seven men entered and immediately closed the small iron door to the hall.

"Guilt, I just knocked down the shrine," Pan Qihua said to himself, as if full of self-reproach.

"Boss, do you think there are gods in this world?" One of his subordinates next to him asked rhetorically.

How could a mere shrine hold back the frenzied influx of corpses?

The corpses soon poured into the lobby, like a famine victim pouring into every corner of the restaurant.

Then, the zombies touched the kitchen mouth, and the hungry diners obviously noticed the living humans in the kitchen, which were the little fresh meat they had been thinking about!!

Soon, the corpses began to pour in the direction of the rectangular food port.

"Everyone in a row!! Block the mouth of the dish!! Don't let them in!! Pan Qihua first raised his gun and shot left and right at the food mouth, blocking the first wave of zombies coming over, and then everyone stood in front of the food mouth and began to slash the zombies.

If a zombie wants to crawl in through the mouth of the dish, it must first stick its head or paws in, so that the table where the food is placed is simply a pretty good cooking table!!

Every time a zombie stretches its head to the food table, Pan Qihua and the others only need to happily chop the kitchen knife in their hands downward!!

duang！！！！

Smack!!!

A fresh corpse brain dish is ready.

And next, Pan Qihua and the other seven people will face a much simpler process of serving.

After chopping it down with a knife, the zombie that stuck into the head was considered successful, Pan Qihua and the others only needed to push the corpse outward, and the corpses slid from the mouth of the dish and fell to the ground.

And the next semi-finished ingredient took the initiative to stick its head in!

duang！！！ duang！！！

When has this group of people experienced such a refreshing time to slash zombies?? It's a safe spike!! This small opening is really the best barrier for these survivors!!

"How many zombies are there??" Pan Qihua rose up while killing, and took advantage of the gap between another zombie being killed, and quickly moved his right shoulder and shoulder.

"Who knows?"

"We are working as butchers in a western restaurant!!" Xiao Jiang said.

"And how much meat can we sell today??" Pan Qihua shouted in reply.

"Who knows? Abbot, can't we touch wine and meat? One of his subordinates actually teased, as if they had adapted to the rhythm of chopping zombies.

However, the next second is a moment to witness happiness and sorrow.

A very small zombie jumped and jumped to the console, and the subordinate who was teasing just now had not yet pulled the knife out of the head of the previous zombie.

The small corpse boy and the man looked at each other for less than a second, and then slammed into his face.

"Ah!! Save"

Before he could cry out for help, blood splattered from his face.

Pan Qihua watched one of his subordinates fall, and in a panic, he made up for his subordinates' heads with a knife, and even slashed and killed the corpse boy with a knife.

The others don't care much about anything, and they don't have the time to feel sad right now!! Seeing that their companion was dead, everyone tensed the nerves that had just been slightly relaxed again, for fear that they would end up like this.

The group insisted on slashing for I don't know how long, but they felt that the mouth of the dish was already full of corpses, and there was no gap for the zombies to climb up and squeeze in.

Several people lost their strength and sat down on the ground.

Pan Qihua looked around at his men, one, two, three...... Five......

Including himself, there are only six people left......

He shook his head at everyone, thinking to himself that it should be fine.

The men were gasping for breath and didn't bother to respond.

In the hall, through the gap where the food was filled with corpses, the squeaky shouts of zombies continued to come in, as if they would soon break into or get through the corpses.

From time to time, there were zombies fiddling with the corpses piled up on the mouth, and the corpses were disturbed from time to time, as if they would soon get up again. This kind of disturbance will always pull the nerves of the six people, so that they will be excited, and their hands will clench the knife to stand up, but the next facts will prove that it is only the corpse being pushed by the zombie, and it does not pose a real threat. The exhaustion then continued from their bodies to their minds, making them unable to get up again.

The back door was next to it, but everyone sat limply on the ground, and no one was in a hurry to escape.

Anyway, the mouth of the dish was blocked by corpses, and it seems that zombies can't climb in for a while, right? Maybe?

……

"Brother Pan...... I can't take it anymore...... If you run, run away, I can't stand it......" a man said suddenly and coldly.

"......" Pan Qihua glanced at the man and did not answer.

His surname is Zhang? Or is it surnamed Wang? Pan Qihua couldn't remember the name of this subordinate for a while, he only had the image of zombie plasma bursting out in his mind, and he couldn't think of anything at this time.

"I really can't do it anymore...... It's true...... It doesn't make sense...... It doesn't make any sense at all! The man's face began to change, a face full of fear, haggardness, and emptiness.

"Brother Pan?" Xiao Jiang called Pan Qihua softly.

Pan Qihua is their leader and their spiritual pillar, if at this time, Pan Qihua gets up and says a word, maybe this man's pessimism can be somewhat controlled.

Xiao Jiang seemed to think exactly that, and called Pan Qihua softly, hoping that he could lead everyone to make some movements, whether it was to run away or continue to fight.

However, Pan Qihua's heart was also filled with all kinds of desperate negative emotions at this time, and he was almost out of thoughts now.

"It's alright...... He's tired, let him rest for a while. Pan Qihua lasted for a long time before he burst out with such a sentence.

The zombies in the hall were still roaring, and some of them kept scratching at the walls, making a trembling zizzle sound.

Others actually began to gnaw on the corpses blocked in the mouth, making a squeaky chewing sound.

But in the kitchen inside the food port, it was like still water flowing deep, and everyone sat on the ground cold. It was as if they had been suddenly pulled out of this time, and they sat dumbfounded like statues, unable to tell whether they were waiting for death en masse, or if they were waiting to recuperate and recuperate and escape through the back door.

……

Until another noise broke the silence of these six people!!

It was as if someone was standing outside the back door and pulling out the key.

Then I heard a key inserted into the keyhole and gently turned twice in the opposite direction.

The back door creaked open.

Pan Qihua and the other six raised their mouths, greeted the light outside the house, and looked at the figure at the door.

……

The man at the door seemed stunned for a moment, and instinctively took a step back, his hand as if trying to close the door.

But in the next second, he seemed to react.

"Look at the good things you have done...... the first sentence of the person at the door was such an angry reproach.