On the 21st floor, the number of "infected" solved by a team of five people: thirteen. Yang Xiaohai's number of shots: zero.

The elite is worthy of being an elite, even if they lack the experience of confronting the infected, the four of them have relied on their own strong combat qualities to clear the past. Yang Xiaohai is a slack character, since someone has come out, he is happy to pick up equipment in the back.

looks idle, but his brain is spinning quickly: "Yesterday's injury was in vain." Apart from the known changes, nothing new came out overnight. Could it be that I want to be crooked? Claw scratching, mouth biting, hand back? What's the matter...... No, no, think about it, think about it again......"

Yang Xiaohai followed behind the four people, threw food into his mouth, and retreated when he encountered the "infected". Since the previous battle had already shown their strength, the four of them thought that Yang Xiaohai had the intention of teaching and tried their best, for fear of being underestimated by him. So in the process of freeing the "infected", several people slowly developed the idea of competition.

At first, it was because of Yang Xiaohai, and then there was nothing to do with him. Especially after eating, his physical strength and spirit were improved, and several men quickly left Yang Xiaohai last. Perhaps, this is the common problem of elites, right? One is arrogant, and even in such an environment, it is difficult to bow his head.

"Is it because the hosts of the viruses are different, so they are also different individually?" Thinking back to the "Big Arnold" and "Fierce Girl" type infected, Yang Xiaohai felt that he had caught something. If this is the case, then the external diversity of the virus is easy to explain. I'm infected with a different virus, so there's a difference?

If Lee Juemin represents strength, a nail stab on the shoulder represents claws and fangs, and a female "infected" represents flexibility, then all of this can be explained! Thinking of this, Yang Xiaohai raised his foot and stomped hard. An "infected" who was only half-cut and crawled silently was trampled by a powerful kick.

The four men in the competition looked back and were taken aback. Their consciousness is still stuck in the previous cognition, and the infected person should also be a person, right? That's why half of the cut can touch his feet silently, which makes him scratch someone, or be bitten, and the little life is really wronged.

The four men thought about it carefully, and after reacting, they all cast grateful glances at Yang Xiaohai. Men's pride is important, of course, but it doesn't prevent them from saying thanks.

Following the train of thought just now, the more Yang Xiaohai thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. Then a thought came to me. He took a few steps and rushed from the back of the group to the front. On the 21st floor, there are only two unexplored offices left.

Yang Xiaohai took the lead, scratched off the door lock with one paw, and then the wooden door slid inward under the action of inertia. Yang Xiaohai's old face turned red, and he directly ignored the fact that the door was unlocked. strode in, only to see an ordinary office, two figures crouching in front of the desk.

Yang Xiaohai knew at a glance that there was no oil and water in this room. But he didn't quit either. It's just that the two lying figures in front of the table are swaying at this moment, standing up with their backs to everyone.

"Whoosh......" A poplar mop rod flew past Yang Xiaohai's side and pierced into his eye socket with a spiral. As soon as the unfortunate fellow got up from his desk, he threw his head back and fell backwards with a long stick.

As soon as Yang Xiaohai turned around, it turned out that it was Lu Xuan who quietly solved an infected person for him. The three of them were annoyed by Lu Yin's sneak attack, complained and raised the "spear" in their hands, pulled it back, and made a throwing motion.

"Hey, brothers!" Yang Xiaohai hurriedly stopped: "There is not much oil and water in this room, let me move my muscles." As he spoke, he flicked his wrist, and the bone spurs on his left hand sank into his thick chest. With a wave of his right hand, two gray-black arms fell into the dust.

An obese "infected person" roared in front of Yang Xiaohai's eyes. It was pressed against Yang Xiaohai's left arm on his chest, and his arm was removed again, and he basically couldn't do anything except roar.

The four of them saw that the "infected" were controlled, and the desk was also dirty, and there was really no oil and water. Wang Lun was the first to shout: "It's time for me to do it first." "Ran out first. When they saw him leave the room, they rushed to the door. Yang Xiaohai shook his head, but he didn't stop it. A few black-clothed elites, the fighting mood is very high.

After all, black clothes are black clothes, and they have been starving for more than half a year, and they still burst out with strong combat power after eating. Morale can be boosted, Yang Xiaohai reminded: "Pay attention to safety." Then he turned his attention to the present.

The "infected" had a round head and a billowing body. The two broken arms are like two lotus roots, shaking in vain. Suddenly, Yang Xiaohai felt that his left hand was light, and the bone spurs easily pierced his chest, shortening the distance. The fat man straightened up, ignoring the arm inserted into his chest, and bit straight at him.

Don't mention this greasy taste in Yang Xiaohai's heart. With a swing of his right fist, he stopped before the bone spur slashed his neck, letting go of the opportunity to kill with one blow. He shoved his right arm into the mouth of the "intested", allowing the flesh of the bite to blur the flesh of the big arm.

It was very excited, because Yang Xiaohai's flesh and blood were very delicious. But before the excitement was at its peak, three bone spurs slashed across his cheeks and across the bridge of his nose. And then, there is no then.

Yang Xiaohai tore off a piece of fabric from his body, bandaged the wound simply, and got up and walked out of the room. walked a few steps to catch up with the four people, and as soon as he pushed the door, he saw the busy figure of Wang Lun and the four people. The office was a mess, but there were no stains. It seems that there should be no "infected" in this room.

"Mayor Li......"

"Wow!"

Alarmed by the sound of the door, the four of them looked at him in unison. Luda's brow furrowed immediately. And Wei Zhiqiang was surprised to the point of losing his voice. Lu Yan was the most crisp and directly showed the dagger.

"No, don't be that nervous, I'm fine. It was accidentally scratched by myself. "For others, as long as the infected person scratches the skin, it is equivalent to a death sentence.

The four of them didn't speak, but they all stared straight at his hands. Yang Xiaohai was helpless, and raised his watch and said, "It's 11:20." I'll keep my distance from you before 12 o'clock, right? Reminder, from infection with the virus to onset of illness, half an hour is enough. The four of them looked at each other and continued to search. Yang Xiaohai also kept his distance and pulled a chair at the door and sat down.

Unfortunately, there are no "infected" in the office and there is no food. Maybe people who work here don't have a habit of snacking? The previous search was not small, and a small loss could not hit everyone's emotions. After a while, the four people who had finished searching the office gathered in front of the east staircase on the 21st floor.

Yang Xiaohai asked casually, "Where is the kitchen?" "You look at me, four, and I look at you, but there is no one to say anything.

Yang Xiaohai was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly: "Don't believe it? You think I'm infected, don't you? ”

Wei Zhiqiang said: "It's not a matter of believing it or not. Chief Li, if you get sick down there, we're likely to be attacked by you. It's a matter of life, so you can't be careless. Besides, don't you guard against us too? As for that flexible weapon, you hide it very tightly. Otherwise, you will show us the wound? Whether it's a scratch or a bite, you can tell at a glance. ”

Yang Xiaohai was speechless. He sat down on the stairs, took the bag of crispy noodles out of his pocket, tore the package open with his teeth, and ate it one bite at a time. The four black-clothed men looked far away from him, and each rested and ate.

Half an hour passed in a flash, and Yang Xiaohai ate all the things he had just found. He patted his buttocks, raised his hand, pointed to his watch and said, "Brothers, are you done with lunch?" Is it good to work? ”

The blacks chuckled and stood up. Lu Yin brushed Yang Xiaohai with a dagger in his hand, and walked downstairs without saying a word. The wound was a little itchy. But other than that, he didn't notice any changes. This made Yang Xiaohai very depressed.

"Am I wrong? But the previous three changes were all related to infection! I don't understand..."Yang Xiaohai, who scratched his head, fell at the end of the line. The three black-clothed men walked past Yang Xiaohai, but they didn't dodge. They were telling him with their actions, "We believe you're not infected."

Yang Xiaohai pursed his lips, and followed at the end. As a result, the formation changed to its original appearance again.

The team walked in a "1" shape on the floor tiles on the 20th floor, led by Lu Yin, and Yang Xiaohai who fought the wolf. searched two offices in a row, and there was a tacit understanding between the five people: Yang Xiaohai picked up ready-made, and the four black clothes showed their skills against each other. Walking to the westernmost part of the 20th floor, the team is blocked by two iron gates.

The iron door is painted pale yellow, giving it a soothing, comfortable feeling. Lu Xuan raised his fist, and the three black clothes immediately squatted down, and the sound of the rubbing of the clothes and the slight footsteps suddenly disappeared. Yang Xiaohai pestle stupidly, and saw Lu Xuan stretch out his fingers and make a few gestures in the air. Even the guesses and the blind can see it.

That probably means, "There are people walking around behind the door, and there are a lot of them." Yang Xiaohai put away his leisurely look. With his hands pressed weakly, signaling everyone to be quiet, he lightly overtook Lu Yin and pressed his ears against the cold iron door.

Sure enough, there was not only the sound of footsteps, but also the muffled sound of collisions. Yang Xiaohai was very disappointed, he spread his hands to the four of them, and then pushed with both hands, which means don't waste your efforts, go back. A kitchen full of infected people, the food is afraid that it has already been contaminated.

Seeing Yang Xiaohai's gesture, the four black-clothed men not only did not retreat, but on the contrary, they were eager to try. Yang Xiaohai frowned dissatisfiedly, and secretly said in his heart, "The young master is lazy for a while, you really don't take me seriously?" ”

Just about to pull the four guys away, he heard Lu Da's extremely slight voice: "The back kitchen usually locks the door, and the 'infected' are in the restaurant." ”

Yang Xiaohai's eyes lit up: Back kitchen! Does that mean that food and the "infected" are not together? So food can still be saved? Yang Xiaohai stared at the two sturdy iron doors, and drooled greedily.