"It's not easy to repair, everything here has been cut off, and they have to do it again, and it's too late to change it now."

"If you don't fix it before dark, these zombies will run out." The village chief smacked the ground twice with his cane.

The light on the horizon dissipated little by little, and the village chief took a deep breath, "Take something else and stop this place first." ”

The men of the village came with wood and nailed the planks to the wall to stop the zombies.

Before it got completely dark, they nailed a layer of planks.

The village chief reached out and patted it, "I hope I can stop them." ”

When he said this, he didn't know what to do.

The villagers left with the village chief, leaving only a few people to watch the place.

As soon as it got dark, the zombies began to hit the planks here, and the men guarding outside stiffened and took a few steps back in fear.

They pressed the broken iron door against the plank, and the zombies swarmed up, and the iron door shook in accordance with their movements.

"What should I do?" One of the men asked in horror.

"I don't know, the village chief is too, why keep this group of monsters and burn them to death."

"Don't you have any relatives here?"

The disgruntled man stopped talking, and the zombie impact moved even more.

There was a slight clicking sound inside, and the faces of several people changed slightly.

"Go and inform the village chief, I don't think it can hold up here."

One person ran to inform the village chief, and the rest of the people stood against the iron gate, hoping to delay a little.

If so many zombies were to be released, the village would be in ruins.

The village chief came quickly, with a group of people holding wood, flashlights, and clanging bells to reinforce several layers, and adding a layer of iron sheet to the outermost layer.

It wasn't until the sound of a wooden board breaking from inside that they breathed a sigh of relief.

"It should be all right, right?"

The village chief nodded, "It should be fine, let's wait until tomorrow to get the rest, and as for those outsiders, we will clean it up tomorrow." ”

"What if the Zhao family is not willing to hand over Old Lady Zhao?"

"We'll talk about it then." The village chief frowned slightly irritably.

They left the Buddha Hall, and after reinforcing several layers, the zombies were indeed not easy to come out for a while.

The player wakes up in the second half of the night with silence outside.

Some people continue to lie down, while others open their eyes and look out the window.

Song Qi sat cross-legged on the Chase bunk, and Lin Jiahui leaned on her.

There was no movement of zombies outside, and the villagers didn't bother them, so it looked like they were going to wait for tomorrow's shot.

Escaping from the village, Song Qi breathed a sigh of relief, they wanted to find Old Lady Zhao first, and then send Old Lady Zhao to the grave.

Not to mention the zombies, the villagers are not easy to deal with.

If the village chief is solved first, it seems that it can be considered.

Song Qi thought for a while, stared outside for a while, and saw that there was indeed no movement, so he continued to sleep.

On the seventh day, the players got up early, and the villagers still didn't come.

They took the initiative to go out first, and the old man, who knew what had happened yesterday, silently looked away and did not meet them.

They don't care about the martial arts, today they mainly look at the situation on the Zhao family's side, if the Zhao family does not move, then they will rob, and they will have to snatch the old lady Zhao into the grave.

A few zombies in the temple died, and most of them hid back.

With the sun, it is easier for the villagers to repair the gates.

The village chief listened to the villagers' report that the outsiders had come out, and their eyes narrowed into slits.

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