"Crack!"

Five people, each with two bottles, were heading towards the same target. In just a moment, the small cluster of flames that was originally small and invisible burned into a huge pillar of fire.

It really lives up to the old saying: A single spark can start a prairie fire!

With such a series of noisy sounds, coupled with the big red flame, the zombies finally extinguished their inner interest in venting their "animal desires" in front of the cold iron door.

They began to turn around in an orderly manner from the outside to the inside, and then shuffled slowly towards the main stage of the "fireworks" step by step along with the "tide of corpses" watching the flames.

As for how the walking zombies will "celebrate" this grand ceremony next, the five survivors from the human side are obviously not interested in continuing to pay attention.

In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, and also to avoid making their presence known to the beasts, the survivors decided to stop throwing "molotov bottles" as soon as possible.

After gathering the remaining 6 bottles of "bottle bombs", the survivors returned to the house one by one.

In the living room, the girl's expression remained the same. The shock of bereavement and the experience of being in a vortex of fear for the past few days had pushed this poor woman to the brink of collapse.

Her tears have long since dried up, and the girl can't even muster the strength to sob.

She just sat there without saying a word, her body curled up into a ball like a body that had lost its soul, motionless.

The girl didn't speak, and the men sitting around her didn't know what to do. Everyone could only remain silent and pray for the girl in their hearts, hoping that she could get out of this difficult haze as soon as possible.

After sitting quietly like this for more than half an hour, Tang Xiaoquan, who had always frowned, suddenly stood up. He seemed to have thought of something, and raised his hand and waved to Hu Xiaodong, and then the two of them stood up under the suspicious gazes of the brothers.

Next, they both walked out of the living room.

"What? What's the matter? Xiao Tang?" He got straight to the point. As soon as he walked out of the house, Hu Xiaodong asked.

Tang Xiaoquan nodded: "That's right, Brother Hu, do you think it's necessary for us to clean up a separate house for that girl?"

It seemed that he was worried that his words would cause Hu Xiaodong to misunderstand, so after he finished speaking, Tang Xiaoquan hurriedly added: "The main reason is that she has just experienced such a big blow, so I considered leaving her alone, maybe

It will be more conducive to her recovery than having a large group of people like us surrounding her."

Hearing this, Hu Xiaodong stroked his minibus thoughtfully.

There is no doubt that Tang Xiaoquan is right. His ideas coincide with Hu Xiaodong's, but the other party has deeper considerations based on his.

After all, the six of you are all big men, and you can just do whatever you want on weekdays, but now that the girl has joined, you have to take care of their future lives.

"Well," Hu Xiaodong responded after a moment, and then continued: "Yes, it is really not convenient for other girls to squeeze into the same room as us. Otherwise, Xiao Tang, let's use this storage

What do you think about cleaning up the room and making it the girl's room?"

Tang Xiaoquan naturally had no objection to this, and just responded with the word "good".

Now that the discussion was confirmed, Hu Xiaodong and Tang Xiaoquan quietly returned to the living room, and then whispered a few words in the ears of Wang Wen and Wu Du. Then, except Acheng, who was responsible for taking care of the girl, the remaining three people followed.

Together, they walked out of the living room.

Cleaning up is not a responsible task. To put it simply, it means moving out the boxes and boxes in the storage room.

Of course, in order to avoid disturbing the girl in the future, Tang Xiaoquan was extremely considerate and packed away the daily changes of clothes that everyone needed.

After the moving work was completed, everyone went to work with brooms and rags, wiping what should be wiped and sweeping what should be swept. They were so tired that they were sweating like rain. They were even more tired than fighting zombies.

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However, after being exhausted, looking at the gradually refreshing storage room, the five men could not help but smile knowingly.

How they hope that the girl can recover as soon as possible, because only then can their hearts of regret and sorrow due to their father's tragic death be able to get some redemption.

Due to the limited conditions of the room, the survivors were unable to add too many decorations for the girl.

A set of sand and some simple daily necessities formed the hut where she would live in the future.

Returning to the living room again, the oppressive atmosphere inside immediately made everyone breathless.

We cannot continue like this, because if we continue like this, it will not only be detrimental to the girl's recovery, but will also affect the state of mind of other people.

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoquan felt that he had to say something, but after much thought, he couldn't think of what to say. In the end, he simply started to introduce the people to everyone:

"Haha, um~ hello! My name is Tang Xiaoquan; the big guy is Hu Ge, Hu Xiaodong; him, Wang Qiang; the younger one is Acheng; and Xiao Wen, Wenquan Xin; and finally, he, Wu.

"

As the words fell, the survivors whose names were called all nodded towards the girl with a smile.

It's a pity that the girl didn't react at all throughout the whole process, and didn't even raise her head.

Tang Xiaoquan laughed slightly awkwardly, but he didn't intend to give up. After adjusting for a while, he tried again with a smile: "Well, girl, we have finished the introduction here, I wonder if you can...

"

"Weiyang!" In an indifferent tone without any emotion, the girl directly interrupted Tang Xiaoquan's words.

After being slightly startled, Tang Xiaoquan glanced at the girl next to him in surprise. Not only him, but others also turned their heads with expressions of disbelief.

The girl actually spoke! This was obviously beyond everyone's expectations, but soon, they recovered from their surprise and put on bright and happy smiles.

"Ah, Wei~ Wei~" His tongue was twirling in vain, and Tang Xiaoquan held a teacup in his hand and stuttered: "Miss Wei, drink some water to moisten your throat!"

There was silence, the living room was deathly silent. After the girl finished saying the two words that represented her name, she fell into silence again.

Reluctantly putting the tea cup back on the table, Tang Xiaoquan scratched his head sadly.

Frankly speaking, he usually dabbles in books such as psychology, but when he really needs to use this knowledge here and now, he suddenly realizes that the theory is far farther than the reality.

Time passed slowly minute by minute in this depressing atmosphere. However, just when everyone was about to be driven crazy by the death-like atmosphere, Wei Yang's figure that had always been curled up in a ball finally relaxed.
Chapter completed!