If there is enough space behind them, if those zombies are not swarmed up, if there can be obstacles nearby that can be used as a buffer as if they were outside, then maybe the dozens of zombies coming up downstairs are not too much of a threat.

For these people who have lived from the beginning of the apocalypse to the present, zombies are still terrifying every time they see or think about them, but they are no longer a problem that cannot be solved at the beginning of the past.

Each of them has more or less experience in killing zombies, and knows where these tireless and painful living dead are the weakest and the most deadly. But the situation was obviously different at the moment, the whole hall was not very spacious, and the two long corridors were closed or hidden on both sides.

The space to toss and move is too small, and many of the dozen or so people in the front have been torn by zombies and their stomachs have been slit, but there is still a steady stream of new people running out in panic after hearing the sound in the room doors of the corridors behind them.

Some of them didn't even notice what was happening, only to see screams in the dense crowd in front of them, as if something terrible had happened. Some people still think that it is another handsome man with an obvious personality and a bit of perverted personality who is torturing some unlucky people.

The rout happened naturally, and in the chaos people and zombies kept falling, but the zombies didn't feel the pain in their bodies, or the pain made their reactions even more crazy. There were mutilated but still crawling zombies on the ground, and those who had fallen earlier quickly joined the zombies after convulsions, turning around and rushing towards their brothers.

Fear spread in the air, and there were many figures in the darkness, and the few remaining people raised their chairs and pushed the tables to block the front to make shields, while those behind frantically brandished their clubs, blades, and axes in their hands. Black blood splattered everywhere, and from time to time their heads and limbs fell to the ground, and they were just squeezed into the corridor on either side by the zombies, and they retreated step by step.

Under the window at the end of the corridor were the desperate faces of almost all the people, looking at the corpses in front of them, which seemed to have never diminished, and only felt as if a bell was ringing in their ears, da, da, da, it was the beginning of the countdown of life. Is everyone going to be rotten meat in the belly of a zombie tonight?

Standing at the back of the crowd were Gao Shuai and several small leaders, and their faces were also ugly at this time. No one cared about the obviously crazy handsome anymore, and there was only one thought in their minds, that is, how could they survive today.

What about Brother Long, where is Brother Long? It's already messed up like this below, is Brother Long still playing with women on it! Many people have begun to secretly hate in their hearts, after all, they are crowded at the bottom, and they are just guarding the door for that man.

And the best equipment, the most delicious food, and the most beautiful women were all by the man's side, and he was like the king of this castle, who sat on that cold throne except to enjoy the beauty and wine.

Even Cheng Yi, who had worked hard for him for a long time, was suddenly knocked down from the Nine Heavens to the mortal world because he met a woman who was not favored by Brother Long, and was even stepped on a few times by Gao Shuai.

But no one dared to disobey him, the man who didn't look strong or even a little thin, the ordinary face that seemed to be in the crowd and would not sound again, but it was a nightmare hidden in the bottom of the heart of almost everyone who came here.

Moody, sometimes like a mild-mannered young student, sometimes as ruthless as the most cruel butcher, he broke the bones of everyone who refused to obey him at first, with an intoxicated expression on his face.

He was extremely tolerant of women, even if some people were reluctant to obey him at first, and even insulted his family, he only smiled slightly, and seemed to not care at all. But when he saw the woman who had been touched by Cheng Yi, even if the woman kept crying and kneeling down and kowtowing to admit her mistake until there was blood on the ground, he still peeled off the white and tender human skin alive and finally threw it to the zombies.

But where is he now? The first people to clean up the hotel were all his subordinates, and he was the most agile and spicy of them all. He doesn't have any fixed weapons in his hand, and he often picks up something and beckons to the person or zombie in front of him.

It's like a thin but ferocious leopard, if he is there, if those people are there, he should be able to deal with these zombies, right? Their minds had begun to panic, and someone looked at Gao Shuai eagerly, hoping that he would come up with an idea.

Gao Shuai, who didn't say a few words from beginning to end, didn't show panic on his face, just looked intently in the direction of the corpses, and his backlit face looked extremely gloomy, making people completely unaware of what he was thinking. Could it be that this madman has given up?

A few people didn't dare to ask more, and unwilling looks began to appear on their faces, and irrepressible sadness poured out from the bottom of everyone's hearts, and they only felt that the surroundings, which were not bright, had become darker. It was as if all of a sudden everyone had fallen into an abyss, and the hope of climbing up became smaller and smaller until it was gone.

The zombies still tirelessly slammed into the various chairs and tables in front of them, and even if their stomachs were cut open by sharp corners, they still leaned forward frantically, trying to bite off a piece of flesh from the living people who were close at hand.

Slippery and greasy blood flowed down the table tops and chair legs everywhere on the improvised obstacles, and the sound of banging kept ringing in the ears of the already somewhat persistent people.

The people in front could only hunch their bodies like cattle with their horns, and their backs were stubbornly against the crumbling tables and chairs, and the black claws on their defeated arms stretched out from the gaps and grabbed around. The following blade cut off the claw in an instant, leaving only the stubble of Bai Sensen in the severed arm to swing non-stop, until a man stabbed the head that was also attached to the gap with a spear made of steel.

They just looked at those familiar faces, and the muscles up and down their bodies couldn't help but tremble, until now they didn't know how these brothers who were supposed to be sleeping and dreaming down there suddenly became like this.

But even so, the intensity of their attack has not been reduced by the halfest, but more decisive and powerful, because no one wants to become the same brother in front of them. Some people even began to whisper that if something happened, kill him in advance and don't turn him into such a man-eating monster.

After holding out for an unknown amount of time, this fragile and only remaining line of defense was finally breached, and the person in front of him suddenly tripped over something and sat straight on the ground. The chair in his hand was also thrown aside, and the wall made of tables and chairs instantly became a gap.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the people behind hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the chair and plug the gap, but a zombie pounced directly from the gap and bit on the neck that was exposed after he bent down. A terrible scream rang out from the crowd, and the panicked crowd suddenly burst into waves and grew louder and louder, and more and more people were thrown to the ground by the zombies that rushed in.