Frowning slightly, Da Zhuang was obviously not a person who could do two things at once. It was not until Hu Xiaodong asked the question again that he slowly raised his head and slowly moved it towards the window.

The corridor was silent and silent, like a ghostly realm. Just looking at it was enough to make people feel terrified, let alone being in it.

"No! I didn't hear it!" With a few simple words, Da Zhuang was speechless, and then he lowered his head and continued the work at hand.

How could this happen? Did he really hear it wrong? Hu Xiaodong couldn't help but shook his head, and turned around without paying attention.

But just as he was about to put the medicine in his bag, the strange noise appeared again!

"Brother Hu! Brother Hu!"

He suddenly raised his head. This time, not only Hu Xiaodong, but also Da Zhuang, who had always kept a straight face as if someone owed him money, turned around in shock.

Then the two of them said a name almost in unison: "Tang Xiaoquan!"

And just as the two of them finished speaking, two equally anxious male voices came after them!

"Big strong!"

"Wu!"

If the previous shouts could only be said to be accidental, then the two subsequent shouts had completely revealed their source: Team 3!

Subconsciously, they glanced at each other. Hu Xiaodong and Da Zhuang both saw the solemn look in each other's eyes.

There is no doubt that judging from the horrified tone of the three kings of Tang, the other party is most likely in danger!

He quickly pulled and sealed the bag of his backpack. For Hu Xiaodong right now, no medicines or tasks were important anymore.

Because based on his understanding of Tang Xiaoquan, if he had not encountered a major matter of life and death, the latter would never and could not do such a wanton and reckless thing, regardless of safety!

Seeing Hu Xiaodong packing his things and leaving, Da Zhuang did not stop him. Although his bag contained less than one-third of the medicine, and although he knew what this meant, at this moment, there was obviously nothing he could do.

There are more important things than the lives of three team members far away!

Working together to push open the wooden table, Hu Xiaodong gently opened the door of the room. He cautiously peeked outside. After confirming that there was no danger, he hurriedly greeted Da Zhuang, and then quickly disappeared one after another.

into the darkness at the end of the corridor.

Tang Xiaoquan shouted loudly and hoarsely. Standing on the high platform on the roof, he looked helplessly at the dark army of zombies below.

They had been surrounded like this for 5 minutes, and the cause of this disaster dates back to 15 minutes ago.

After successfully climbing into the courtyard, Tang Xiaoquan and his party hurriedly rushed to the door.

It must be said that they were very lucky, because the anti-theft iron door of this house was not closed, and the lock of the wooden door behind it was also damaged by external force.

This was such a frightening kick. Looking at the deep shoe print in the center of the door panel, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but sigh.

He started to push open the door gently, and the door axis inevitably let out a shrill "howl". After it was fully opened, it returned to calm.

The room was dark and empty, and there was no sound. Tang Xiaoquan knocked twice on the door frame vigilantly. After seeing nothing unusual, he led the team members inside.

For the sake of safety, Tang Xiaoquan signaled Wang Qiang to close the door again. Although he also knew that the broken door could no longer provide any protection, but something was always better than nothing, at least in terms of reducing sound and hiding sight.

There is still some "residual heat" to be released.

On the first floor, the spacious living room was about 80 square meters. The extremely luxurious decoration made Tang Xiaoquan feel like he was in a palace.

This should probably be the most magnificent residential house he has ever visited since he was born. Even the house of a distant relative where he stayed when he traveled to Sh earlier, it was not even 100% as good as this one.

Is this really a rural area? Tang Xiaoquan felt that his worldview was about to be overturned. But when he remembered the identity and status of the owner of this house, he immediately felt relieved.

Sure enough, the treatment of public servants of the people is extraordinary!

All 4 houses were swept away, and not a single one was left missing. The results were beyond the expectations of Tang Xiaoquan and others.

From high-end milk powder to nutritional products; from famous cigarettes and wines to antiques, calligraphy and paintings; it can be said that except for the legally prohibited things, you can find almost everything else you can think of in this room.

Of course, although there are many things in this house, not all of them meet the needs of the survivors.

For example, these famous cigarettes, wines, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, to the current survivors, these things are nothing more than rubbish. Carrying them around only adds to the burden and is completely useless.

So after careful selection, Tang Xiaoquan and others packed some things that were easy to preserve and rich in protein into their backpacks. After everything was done, they set their sights on the second floor of the small building.

The stairs were also decorated in a grand manner, but the stench of rotting corpses that spread from top to bottom made the survivors lose interest in admiring it.

Holding back the turbulence in his stomach, Tang Xiaoquan walked up the stairs step by step, but before he reached the floor, he heard the "shocking" sound of retching from Wang Qiang who was walking in front of him.

"I... vomit~ Holy shit! You better be mentally prepared! Wow~ This is... disgusting!"

With Wang Qiang's reminder, Tang Xiaoquan naturally lifted up a corner of his sweatshirt and put it up to his nose, forming a simple gas mask.

But despite this, he still underestimated the impact of reality.

There is absolutely no corpse that is more tragic than this. Even the dismembered corpse that I saw in the bedroom of the building before is completely incomparable to the one in front of me.

The gastric juices in his stomach were rolling uncontrollably. Tang Xiaoquan felt his throat tighten, and then a pool of filth spewed out of his mouth.

It took more than 2 minutes of "venting" in this uncomfortable manner. After he had no more words to vomit, Tang Xiaoquan put his hands on the wall slumped and slowly straightened up.

The body on the floor has long since rotted away, but the humiliation it suffered has not disappeared.

Looking at the wounds that seemed to have been bitten by countless insect repellents, Tang Xiaoquan's brows furrowed involuntarily.

This... doesn't seem to come from the mouth of a zombie! You must know that the man is on the second floor, and there are no traces of other zombies in the building.

In addition, in order to transform the corpse into this state, it must first have the ability to climb stairs, but zombies obviously do not have this ability! So...
Chapter completed!