With the loud noise, the floor slab on the third floor and the outer wall of the small building collapsed, and dust and fog rose in the room, and for a while, the vision in the hall was blurred, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Zhang Xiushan and Jin Yue nervously guarded behind the low wall, waiting for the other party to attack. Zhang Xiushan suddenly thought that Dong Yuan still had a hard hat, and he regretted not taking the hard hat and buckling it on Jin Yue's head.

Li Yu cautiously lay on the slender window of the kitchen, and cautiously looked out of the building through the stained glass, the garbage outside had all been burned to ashes, and there was no enemy in sight.

"Everyone get ready, get out of the sewer one by one, and escape from the slope behind the building." Li Yu came back and said to everyone.

The small building is on the slope, if you can get out of the sewer and go south around the slope, you may be able to escape to the west side of the small building without being detected.

"Molotov cocktails?" Zheng Jieming asked in a low voice.

"There are only two left, there are not enough bottles, but there is still a barrel of oil." Li Yu said.

"Then you take the women first, and we're here to contain them."

Zheng Jieming hid the oil drum behind the wall, put the Molotov cocktail next to him, and put the lighter in his pocket.

"Dong Yuan, you can only take the lead, the gun is given to you, be careful." Zheng Jieming handed the pistol to Dong Yuan, and he climbed out of the sewer to explore the way.

Dong Yuan dragged his fat body out of the building, the garbage on both sides emitted a scorched smell, he probed to the north and south, and once again confirmed that there was no danger, before he dared to get out of the sewer, stood on the ground, through the window, and nodded to the house.

"Chang Bing, you're next."

Li Yu organized a group of female dependents to evacuate the small building through the sewer in turn, wanting to escape along the slope with everyone.

Mingxiu and Lao Sha stepped over the ruins, walked to the hall that was no longer shaped, and looked around. A group of people were cowering in front of the steps, and no one dared to rush out into the corridor.

Only Wang Zhen leaned against the wall of the corridor, ready to turn around and rush into the corridor and shoot.

"Are you the ones who were beaten?" When Mingxiu saw everyone, he shouted loudly, "You can't take down the small room in front of you!?" Rush in!! ”

When everyone heard Mingxiu's shout, they all rushed towards the south entrance of the kitchen corridor and the food port.

A man went straight into the food port, and rushed straight to the kitchen, he saw a bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled people in the kitchen, seeing Fang Xinping crawling down the sewer with difficulty, he immediately understood that everyone was going to escape, and shouted, "The people in the kitchen..."

Zheng Jieming covered the man's mouth with his left hand, stabbed him in the abdomen with his right hand, pushed him to the wall, pulled out the knife and slashed at his neck, this group of movements was crisp and neat, and the man lost his breath before he finished speaking. Zheng Jieming then pushed him out of the food mouth and put the body at the entrance.

Wang Zhen pounced on the food mouth again, raised his gun and fired, Zheng Jieming didn't have time to retreat to the kitchen, and ran away to the side of the corridor.

Wang Zhen turned his right hand into a left-handed gun, rushed the muzzle of the gun into the corridor, pulled the trigger, and swept it indiscriminately in the corridor.

"Old Zhang Jinyue! Get down!! Zheng Jieming shouted and threw himself into the utility room.

Zhang Xiushan and Jin Yue didn't have time to find other places to hide, they never expected the bullet to come from behind, so they had to lie down on the spot with their heads in place.

Wang Zhen finished the shuttle bullet, pulled the gun back to replace the magazine, at the same time, two men rushed in from the south entrance of the corridor, as soon as Zhang Xiushan looked up, a knife cut off his head, Zhang Xiushan hurriedly lay down again, kicked his foot towards the low wall, kicked to the middle of the corridor, and shot at the two of them with a gun.

One of the people in front fell to the ground on the spot.

The other person threw the knife in his hand at Zhang Xiushan, Zhang Xiushan rolled sideways, and the knife grazed him.

Jin Yue shot the arrow at the man's chin from the bottom up, the arrow hit the man's throat at close range, the arrow was inserted diagonally into the head, Jin Yue stood up, screamed wildly, and continued to push the arrow up with his right hand, and then pulled it down.

The man fell to the ground.

Wang Zhen had already put on a new magazine, and he was about to shoot when he came in directly, Zheng Jieming saw this, rushed out and pulled Jin Yue into the utility room, and Zhang Xiushan also crawled into the room where Hua Feng was.

"The corridor is suppressed! Rush in!! Wang Zhen turned around and shouted, but he didn't turn over and enter the corridor first, he knew that the people inside had guns, and he was not the first to rush to the front to take risks.

"Rush in!! Kill those guys! Song Zhi shouted loudly, he stood on Mingxiu's left, looking like a right-hand man.

Mingxiu shook the knife in his left hand, looked at Song Zhi sideways, and said coldly, "Then why are you standing here?" ”

Song Zhi was startled, raised his knife and rushed to the corridor.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zheng Jieming rushed back to the kitchen, grabbed the Molotov cocktail, lit it, and threw it outside the mouth of the dish, the Molotov cocktail fell next to Wang Zhen, and he cursed in his mouth, "! The Molotov cocktail exploded, shattering his leg.

Ignoring the fire on the ground and his stump, he held his gun in front of the food mouth, and was about to strafe again, Zheng Jieming grabbed his gun-holding hand from the side, pulled him in, and lifted his gun to the roof with his right hand, and the bullets gushed out into the sky.

"Zhou Jitang!!" Zheng Jieming shouted loudly.

Zhou Jitang rushed out of the utility room, raised the Youguo knife with both hands, and stabbed Wang Zhen with his left hand, Wang Zhen screamed, let go of the hand holding the snatch, and withdrew the stump arm.

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In the kitchen, the ladies had almost climbed out of the small building, and Wang Yueshan was also dragged out of the small building, leaving only Wang Shuangman still trying to bandage Li Yimeng.

"Wang Shuangman, let's go out and talk about it, Li Yimeng will also go out." Li Yu saw that Li Yimeng should be hopeless, and wanted to send Wang Shuangman away safely first.

Li Yimeng looked at Li Yu with a smile and shook his head.

Wang Shuangman was still panicked and stubborn to tie his arms tightly, but the blood was still gushing out.

Li Yimeng looked at her busy appearance and was grateful.

"I have a separate message for you, you put your ears together."

Wang Shuangman looked at him with empty eyes and anxiety.

Li Yimeng himself bent forward, leaned into her ear, and said a word.

Wang Shuangman froze for a while.

"What do you mean by that?"

Li Yimeng shook his head, pointed at Li Yu, and pointed his chin outward.

Li Yu pulled Wang Shuangman up and pressed her to the sewer, Wang Shuangman raised his head, took one last look at Li Yimeng, and climbed out.

Li Yu stood up and looked at Li Yimeng.

"We are our own family, don't say polite words, you don't have to... Leave me alone. I... He's a chef... If you die in the kitchen, too... It's a well-deserved death. Li Yimeng smiled weakly.

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On the south side of the corridor, a group of people rushed into the corridor desperately, Jin Yue had no time to take the bow and arrows, and retreated again and again, Zhang Xiushan shot at the enemy with his left hand, pressed it twice, and the gun made a clicking sound.

"! No bullets! ”

"Retreat to the kitchen!" Zheng Jieming shouted loudly, he seized the 79 Chong in Wang Zhen's hand, and turned to face the corridor.

Hua Bong was still in the utility room at this time, and he carried a knife, waiting for a surprise attack on the enemy.

Zheng Jieming swept the crowd with his gun, but unfortunately, the design of the Type 79 submachine gun was flawed, and Wang Zhen was fine for a long time before, but now Zheng Jieming has not fired a few bullets, and the magazine has jammed.

"Ahh Zheng Jieming shouted angrily, hung the gun around his neck, raised the knife and waited for the yellow-haired man led by him to rush over.

The man had just passed by the door of the utility room, and Hua Feng stabbed out with a sword, hitting the man's side waist.

The man turned his head in surprise, Hua Bong drew his sword, and the man fell to the ground. Hwa Bong walked out of the utility room and stabbed a sword into the man's throat as he stepped back.

The two people in the rear had participated in the interception of Hua Bong, and they recognized the man in front of them, and knew that he was good at close combat, so they hesitated to stand at the entrance of the corridor.

Geng Zhi saw that the momentum was not good, and retreated.

Song Zhi watched him withdraw, thinking that he was going to retreat, he smashed down at him with an iron rod, he raised the knife up, blocked this blow, and his hand was numb.

"Want to run and retreat? Look for death! Song Zhi shouted frantically.

"Fuck your uncle, I don't plan to retreat! Lao Tzu went to find gasoline! "Geng Zhi did not show weakness.

He took an empty barrel from the trunk of the police car at the door, unscrewed the tank, took half a barrel of oil, and rushed back into the hallway, intending to throw it directly at the people blocking the hallway, using fire to break through the survivors' defenses.

Mingxiu looked at Geng's straightforward actions and nodded with a sneer.

Zhou Jitang, Jin Yue, and Zhang Xiushan had already retreated to the kitchen, and Li Yu immediately asked them to climb out of the small building as well.

Li Yimeng was still leaning against the corner, watching each of them leave.

He stood up stubbornly, and the place where he sat was already covered with pools of blood.

"Zheng Jieming!" Li Yimeng's shout seemed to have taken a lot of effort to shout, and the tail note dragged to the ground.

Hua Feng and Zheng Jieming had already retreated to the side of the food delivery and were outside the kitchen door.

"You guys go quickly." Li Yimeng's sentence was obviously much quieter and weaker, not only because he didn't want the enemy to hear it, but also because he really couldn't shout it.

The two glanced back at Li Yimeng, the blood in his arms could not be stopped at all, his eyes were weak, his face was pale, and he leaned against the wall with difficulty.

"Let's go!" Li Yu said to Zheng Jieming and the two very firmly.

Hua Feng nodded to Li Yimeng and walked out of the building.

Li Yu and Zheng Jieming saw that the enemy rushed towards the corridor again, closed the door, blocked the door with the vegetable cabinet that had previously held up the sewer, and climbed out of the small building one after another.

Outside the small building, the women had already descended to the outside of the slope, and the men stood on the slope, waiting for the two to climb out.

"What about Li Yimeng?" Dong Yuan asked.

Zheng Jieming and Li Yu did not speak.

Geng Zhi saw that the survivors had all retreated to the kitchen, and he was about to rush forward with the oil drum, but Jin Hu stopped him next to him.

Other men rushed to the kitchen door, slamming it again.

The door was easily smashed open, and everyone rushed into the kitchen viciously with knives, only to see Li Yimeng standing next to the stove with a full oil drum, and the ground was covered with oil and blood.

"Welcome, let's have a plate of stir-fried chops." Li Yimeng waved his hand at the people who rushed into the house, and lit the lighter with his right hand.

"Run!!"

There was a violent explosion, and the kitchen went up in smoke.