Survivor shelter?

Hu Miaomiao's eyes lit up, and she trembled in the group to return to school.

[Hu Miaomiao: @晴雯学姐, senior sister also leaves a place for me and my friends. 】

[Senior Sister Qingwen: @胡苗苗@周周哥哥, you can come to the fifth floor, we have water and food here, and the staircase is guarded, so you can come with confidence. Our instructors are here too. 】

After getting the answer, Hu Miaomiao sent a screenshot of her excitement to Mo Shiwei.

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[Shi Wei, there is a surviving senior sister on the fifth floor, there are supplies over there, let's hurry over. 】

……

The staircase on the fifth floor was covered with a pile of debris, which looked like someone had deliberately used to block the staircase, and the elevator stopped on the third floor, and a red light was obviously out of order.

A little girl stumbled to the staircase on the fifth floor.

She had short black hair, she looked handsome and neat, and she had a thick circle of white gauze wrapped around her arms, which seemed to be affected.

Holding an iron rod in his right hand, he stared around vigilantly.

In the dim light, she could see two figures standing on either side of the staircase.

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, the girl hurried to speak.

"I've been in touch with Senior Sister Qingwen, let me go quickly."

Her stamina had been exhausted, and now she had to rest and be recharged, and the things below were about to catch up.

There is not only a group of people who have lost their minds, but also a group of creatures who don't know what they are, looking like zombies in a TV series, and they bite like crazy when they see people.

Today, she has been hiding in the study room of the dormitory, listening to all kinds of screams outside, she blocked the door of the study room, and guarded the room with an iron rod.

There have been several waves outside the study room, but fortunately, the door of the study room is relatively strong, so she managed to avoid it.

But at seven o'clock in the afternoon, she found that the iron door of the study room had been smashed out of the iron door of several little fingers.

As she stooped to examine the holes, she unexpectedly met her bony eyes, which glowed with evil and seemed to be spying on the people in the house.

She was so frightened that she took several steps back, knowing that the place was no longer safe.

Just when she was worried about where to go, she saw a message from Senior Sister Qingwen in the group, she had practiced some boxing and kicking with her family, so after contacting Senior Sister Qingwen, after paying attention, she took advantage of the darkness to break into the fifth floor.

……

Two of the guards looked at the girl, and one of them looked at the iron rod in the girl's hand.

I don't know what the iron rod has hit, and at the moment it is dripping blood from above, and it looks bloody.

"Come in."

This person's voice is a little hoarse, just like the sound of sandpaper rubbing against the ground, which makes people very uncomfortable to listen to.

Then, the two removed some of the obstacles and let the short-haired girl in.

Zhou Xiaojun finally breathed a sigh of relief after coming in, she politely thanked the two of them and said a word in passing.

"Do you have a cold? The voice is a little hoarse. ”

"Yes."

It was the hoarse voice that answered her, the light in the corridor was so dark that if she could see clearly, she could see the weird smile on the faces of the two of them.

……

Hu Miaomiao had already returned to the supervisor, and she opened the mobile phone in her hand from time to time to take a look, anxiously waiting for Mo Shiwei's reply.