Turning his head inexplicably, Wang Qiang responded with a hint of guilt: "Ah?"

Tang Xiaoquan did not reply in a hurry, but looked outside the door warily. After confirming that Zhao Huilong's footsteps were far away, he moved closer to Wang Qiang and continued in a low voice: "Qiangzi, let me ask you, what do you think of Zhao Huilong?"

……How about it?"

"Huh?" Obviously the other party's question was a bit beyond Wang Qiang's expectation, but he still quickly gave his answer: "Okay, what's the matter? Why do you ask?"

Ignoring his brother's doubts, Tang Xiaoquan thought for a few seconds and then asked: "Did he..." during his communication with you?

Tang Xiaoquan subconsciously waved his fingers in front of his face twice, as if he wanted to find a suitable word to express what he was thinking. Finally, after saying "do you have any" three times, he "suffocated" the last words: "

Did you notice anything wrong with Zhao Huilong? For example... abnormal behavior or incoherent speech? "

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Although Wang Qiang was very nervous, it didn't mean he was stupid. How could he not understand the meaning of Tang Xiaoquan's words?

But he never liked gossiping behind other people's backs, so he immediately educated his brother unceremoniously: "What do you mean? I said you can be more sunny? What if you really think Zhao Huilong has something wrong with you?"

That’s not right, why did you save him yesterday?”

Tang Xiaoquan did not expect Wang Qiang's reaction to the barrage of attacks. He explained with a smile: "No, Qiangzi, I didn't mean that, I meant..."

Before Tang Xiaoquan could finish what he said, Wang Qiang's face darkened, he waved his hands vigorously twice, and then interrupted quite impatiently: "It's not what you mean, what I mean. Let's put it this way, I can't answer your question.

If you really want to care about Xiao Zhao, turn left when you go out and ask yourself!!"

After saying that, Wang Qiang walked out of the room without looking back, leaving Tang Xiaoquan standing frozen in place with his mouth half open.

Looking at his brother's retreating figure, Tang Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Just as Wang Qiang said, the question he just raised did stem from his uneasiness about Zhao Huilong.

After all, for Tang Xiaoquan, who has read many psychological books, it is difficult for him not to doubt Zhao Huilong, a living person who has lived alone in a secret room for nearly two months.

Because there are many examples in the past that show that people are prone to symptoms such as cabin fever when they are alone in an environment, and the longer the time goes by, the more obvious this situation will become.

Therefore, although Zhao Huilong may appear to be no different from ordinary people on the surface, Tang Xiaoquan has reason to believe that his subconscious mental state may have undergone changes that are different from ordinary people.

And this unknown change is undoubtedly extremely dangerous for his team.

"Alas~" Tang Xiaoquan, who had stood there for a while, let out a long breath for no apparent reason, and a common saying suddenly appeared in his mind:

"There are no things much ado about."

That’s right! Now it’s doubtful whether I can walk out of the Urban Management Bureau alive, so why am I still wasting my energy thinking about whether Zhao Huilong is reliable or not? Isn’t it obvious that he is just looking for trouble!!

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoquan also smiled helplessly: Well, instead of wasting time on such meaningless things, it is better to consider practical issues.

Quickly walking out of the room, Tang Xiaoquan quickly came to the stairwell. He wanted to go down and see the zombies outside the iron gate, maybe it could give him some "inspiration".

And when he was about to go down to the bottom of the building, a figure hidden in the darkness suddenly poked his head out.

"Old Lin!"

Subconsciously blurting out, Lin Junfu also spotted Tang Xiaoquan in the corridor at this moment.

The two looked at each other, and Lao Lin quickly waved Tang Xiaoquan over.

When the two of them gathered together, Tang Xiaoquan went straight to the topic and said, "How are you, Lin Guan? Has the situation outside gotten better?"

After a moment of silence, Lao Lin pointed to the door: "The beatings and collisions have stopped, and the corpses have dispersed one after another, but most of them are still gathered in the yard. If you want to rush through forcefully, I'm afraid..."

Lao Lin shook his head dejectedly. Lao Lin didn't finish his words, but any fool knew what he wanted to express.

"If we can hold on to the supplies we have on hand for a while, maybe these beasts will leave on their own."

But maybe, after all, maybe, even Lao Lin himself understood that the sentence he added after a moment of silence was just a beautiful expectation.

Tang Xiaoquan looked out the door indifferently, where the black zombies were walking boredly in the sun. Their leisurely and contented appearance was in sharp contrast to the hesitation of his own group.

Often at this time, Tang Xiaoquan would always have a strange thought: is living as a "human" in this world really "happier" than zombies?

Maybe he will know the answer soon, because if he fails to break through, there are only two ways waiting for him:

1. Being snatched and eaten by the corpses;

2. Mutated by virus infection;

Of course, compared to being eaten, Tang Xiaoquan obviously prefers the latter. After all, it is more "lucky" to become a walking corpse than to die without a complete corpse.

"Hey! Hey!, Xiao Tang, are you okay?" Sensing the strangeness of the person next to him, Lin Junfu asked in a worried voice.

After being asked this question, Tang Xiaoquan immediately came out of his trance. He glanced at Lao Lin, and then said with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "No, it's okay, haha, I just lost my mind!"

After getting his thoughts back on track, Tang Xiaoquan began to seriously think about the purpose of this trip.

It is true that he has considered this issue countless times and discussed it with everyone many times, but he is stubborn and holds different opinions on the so-called "fight to the death" proposal.

Could it be that risking one's life is really the only way our side can go?

His eyes began to scan randomly, and Tang Xiaoquan didn't know what he was looking for. He was just wondering if there was a way to get rid of the zombies outside the door.

Whether it's killing or luring, as long as you can reduce the number of zombies in front of your door, you will be able to conquer the enemy.

The broken glass at the door was scattered on the ground, giving off a little bit of light under the reflection of the sun.

Suddenly, Tang Xiaoquan's swaying eyes paused, and he felt as if he had caught something. Just when he was about to follow the clues and peel off the cocoons, there was another soft and delicate sound of footsteps at the entrance of the corridor.

When he looked away, he saw Lao Zhao's hurried figure slowly descending.
Chapter completed!