After thinking about it for a while at the staircase, Yang Xiaohai didn't have any good way to block the staircase for the time being. Leaning over the handrail and looking down, even though it was daytime and the view was not obstructed, there was still a dead silence, nothing. However, Yang Xiaohai knew that in the invisible room, there might be how many unlucky people were wandering and waiting.

The tea bag on the back of the butt is a bit heavy, but not to the point where it affects the action. Yang Xiaohai thought about it, but took off the plastic bag and put it in the open space at the staircase.

Although the staircase is wide, it is only a dozen meters. Yang Xiaohai looked at the downward road, and couldn't help but look up at the upward stairs. Up the stairs, where the upper floors are connected, are bulky cabinets, sofas, writing desks, and even disassembled wooden beds. With these heavy objects, the staircase leading to the top floor is firmly sealed.

It seems that trying to go back from the corridor is completely unworkable. But this was expected, so he wasn't disappointed.

Slipping through the quiet staircase, Yang Xiaohai saw symmetrical offices and thin wooden doors. I don't know why, how did the door that an adult can kick open with a few feet fit into the black-clad security building of the city company? Yang Xiaohai shook his head and drove the messy thoughts out of his mind. He twisted the handle and dodged into the room

。 It's a very tall office space. The large rooms are small rooms separated by integral glass. Yang Xiaohai didn't understand why he designed it like this, but there was nothing wrong with such a pattern, at least at a glance, everything on the desk could be seen clearly.

Yang Xiaohai opened the glass door and entered a glass partition. In front of me was a small computer desk, with only one monitor lying alone on the table. Yang Xiaohai glanced at the table a few times, and when he saw that there was nothing dazzling, he turned over from the table and sat on the chair.

Pulling open the small drawer, a box of coffee comes into view. Finally the harvest has been achieved. Yang Xiaohai happily took the coffee box in his hand, and when he opened it, he found that the number of coffee bars under the paper packaging was not very large. He opened the lid and shook it gently, and now he could see it more clearly. There are only a few instant coffees, and none of them have reached double digits.

But it's finally open. In the last days, high-fat, high-sugar and high-calorie things are treasures. Not to mention anything else, Yang Xiaohai first took out a bag of coffee, tore the opening, tilted his neck, and poured a piece of coffee into his mouth. Before the saliva could melt the coffee, it creaked and chewed.

You must know that Yang Xiaohai has not eaten for two days, and he has long been hungry with his chest sticking to his back. Feeling the bitterness and sweetness, as well as the strong milky fragrance, Yang Xiaohai lowered his head and continued to rummage in this small drawer.

In addition to the hard and stone-like bread cubes, Yang Xiaohai also found a few unopened pieces of gold coin chocolate, and I don't know who distributed the candy. Overjoyed, he hurriedly tore open the package and swallowed it in one gulp. When the mellow aroma in his mouth and the taste of coffee rushed to his mind, Yang Xiaohai let out a satisfied trill: "Oh......"

If you've never been hungry, it's hard to appreciate the importance of food. Just a little snack is enough to immerse Yang Xiaohai in happiness. Shelf life? Hehe, tolerable. As long as it looks good, it's good to eat. It's really not a taste, so it's good to spit it out.

He pulled out the black plastic bag and swept all the bread stones inside. Yang Xiaohai stuffed coffee bars and a few pieces of chocolate into his trouser pocket. Then I flipped through it again, and there was really nothing left. This ordinary desk has only one drawer and looks a little shabby. But this has nothing to do with Yang Xiaohai.

He closed the drawer casually, and wanted to go around the table and go to the next partition room to continue the search. But as soon as he turned around, he came face to face with an infected person with no lower lip, green saliva dripping from between his bare teeth, and dead eyes. Yang Xiaohai was startled, and only an ordinary glass was separated from the infected person, staring at each other with big eyes.

Yang Xiaohai hurriedly put the dagger in his hand. In his hurry, he hit the computer desk and hit the ground with the monitor, making a "bang" sound. Attracted by the sound, the infected immediately raised its head to the sky and roared, quickly scratching the glass in front of it, and there was a series of piercing scraping sounds.

Yang Xiaohai quickly recalled the "Military Body Fist" in his mind, and adjusted his posture in the small space. However, the skinny infected in the white shirt and black pants only kept scratching at the glass, and did not take any further action. Yang Xiaohai stared at this guy who was shorter than himself and thin like a stick for a long time.

Seeing that the other party really couldn't break the thin layer of glass, Yang Xiaohai tilted his neck, pouted, and put away the dagger. He saw that this unlucky guy couldn't open the door and didn't have the strength to break the wall. It can only be trapped in a small glass room, constantly working overtime at its former job.

Even now, he can only covet Yang Xiaohai's mobile benefits through the glass. "Hey, the dick of the monster world, the sorrow of the weak." Through the glass, staring at the bare wrist bones on the wrist of the "infected", Yang Xiaohai sighed again and again. Eighty percent of this thing locked himself in his place of work after being bitten, maybe he still fantasized about being saved until he died, right?

Since people don't get in your way, at most they flirt with you, and Yang Xiaohai didn't get rid of the violence. He bypassed the dude's studio and continued to explore the rest of the room. Anyway, this goods have been closed for more than half a year, and even if there is anything to eat, it has already been infected and deteriorated, and there is no loss if you don't explore.

To make a long story short, in addition to the room of the skinny infected, Yang Xiaohai also searched the remaining seven-compartment rooms. As a result, Yang Xiaohai had a few more White Rabbit toffee and a few bags of air-dried beef jerky in his trouser pocket.

Out of the room in the room, Yang Xiaohai gently closed the door. Although the room is large, although there is a gain, but the gain is still too little. I'm afraid no one can convince just a few pieces of hard bread, right? Yang Xiaohai put his hand on the doorknob, intending to enter the room next to the staircase. As he was about to enter, a slight tremor came from the cold cylindrical handle.

Yang Xiaohai raised his eyebrows, the dagger in his right hand grasped steadily, and slammed open the thin door. Yang Xiaohai shouted: "Sun thief ......" followed by a series of sounds, a black-skinned, black-brained, naked figure jumped out with a "whoop", and rushed to Yang Xiaohai with the momentum of Mount Tai.

I had expected the existence of the "intested", but I didn't realize that behind the door was a two-meter-tall colored person! Yang Xiaohai was slightly startled, crossed his arms over his head, and tightly protected his head. Sure enough, the scratches of the dark-skinned "infected" all fell on Yang Xiaohai's arms. Thanks to his preparation, he tucked two steel bars into his sleeve.

So although the situation was dangerous, there were no injuries. Holding the upper body of the dark-skinned "infected" with both arms, Yang Xiaohai leaned back slightly, forcing the "infected" to lean out with him. Yang Xiaohai's left foot supported the weight of himself and the "infected", but his right foot kicked the target's left knee.

"Click." A crunch sound, still audible even in the roar. The tall figure fell sharply and instantly became shorter. Yang Xiaohai made a move of "staggered side kick", and immediately leveled the height. Facing the black head that suddenly faced him, Yang Xiaohai turned his left hand into a knife, slashed heavily on his temple, and stabbed out with his right hand, and a big hole suddenly appeared in his huge head. This move is Yang Xiaohai's changed "grid horizontal hook".

Up to now, Yang Xiaohai has used the six moves of the first set of "Military Physical Boxing" to recruit and make contributions. Although it is only barely used, and the tricks are not mellow, but for ordinary monsters without brains, it is enough to do it bluntly. Yang Xiaohai took a step back, avoided the black man who was slowly softening, and used "counterattack hook kick" and "turn and please" at the two monsters that pounced in front of him almost at the same time.

For some reason, there were dozens of "infected people" gathered in the room next to the stairs, which surprised Yang Xiaohai a little. But after the first set of "military body fists" was finished, and after repeating a few random tricks, the monsters attacking him had all been opened. "That's a good thing." Indifferent to the battle situation in front of him, Yang Xiaohai was full of praise for the weapons in his hands.

After freeing more than a dozen "infected", the jet-black mercenary dagger not only did not curl its blade and collapse, but instead reflected a faint halo due to the polishing of flesh and blood. Yang Xiaohai shook his arm, took out a rag and tightly bound the mercenary's dagger and palm. These few sounds are not small, but they did not attract "infected people", which is somewhat a small luck.

If he was caught between the monsters and the front and back, Yang Xiaohai definitely couldn't be so easy. In other words, how can a black skin appear in a city-level company? Yang Xiaohai raised his hand and scratched his long hair, which was becoming more and more messy.

sat on the ground and gasped for more than ten minutes, and his physical strength regained seventy-seven eighty-eight. Looking at the piles of remains around him, Yang Xiaohai lost interest in searching carefully. The reason is the same as before, there are so many dirty guys here, and even if there is food, it has long been polluted and cannot be eaten. Patting his ass and standing up, Yang Xiaohai continued to run desperately for rations.

Either the monsters gathered, or the fortune increased, and in the subsequent exploration journey, he never encountered a monster again. In this way, the harvest naturally becomes richer. Not only did I find snacks, but I also found half a bag of milk powder. The most successful is the half box of instant noodles.

There are two beds in the room where instant noodles were found. In addition to the intact bowl of noodles, there is also a half-bag of dried noodles that have been opened. The noodles were as hard as a steel needle, and there were tiny mold spots on them. What I didn't say, pack it all up and take it away. A little flaw, just poison people and don't kill people.

The fly in the ointment is an office with an security door. Yang Xiaohai turned the handle and gave up the idea of entering. Anyway, there has been a harvest, and the difference is definitely no problem. The next thing to think about is how to bring these things back upstairs.