"Damn it!" Wang Zhongyu, who seldom cursed, was also confused by Zhao Huilong's "fearless of life and death" behavior. However, due to the threat of zombies, he still suppressed the urge to shout: "I hope this kid doesn't do anything.

thing!"

Wuzi prayed in his heart. After all, it was obviously more important to stay in the car than to get out of the car and stop the other party.

Regarding this point, Wang Zhongyu can still distinguish the importance.

In the teaching building, Lao Zhao led Yue Guishan and Bi Dahu all the way up. Since it was summer vacation, the number of "teachers and students" in the teaching building was not very large, so they managed to kill two of them with almost no effort.

building.

"Wait a minute!" He raised his hand to stop the two Yue Bi who were still going upstairs. Lao Zhao pointed to the floor guide sign at the entrance to the second floor.

His meaning was very obvious. Instead of wandering around the floors blindly, it would be more appropriate to confirm the target first.

"The Academic Affairs Office..." His fingers followed the guide sign all the way down, and Zhao quickly found what he was looking for: "Here it is!"

Although the handwriting is slightly indistinct due to the influence of dried blood, the words "Archives Room" can still be vaguely discerned from the faint traces on it.

"What floor are you on?"

Lifting his palm to wipe away the stain covering the floor number, Lao Zhao whispered back to Yue Guishan: "3f, on the third floor!!"

After confirming the location, Lao Zhao and the other three immediately raised their knives. Although they encountered no obstruction along the way, Zhao Yunhai, who has been teaching for decades, still did not dare to take it lightly, because he knew very well that this was a school, a densely populated area.

In schools, even if the summer vacation reduces the number of people, the "skinny camel" is still bigger than the horse.

What's more, only Wang Zhongyu and Zhao Huilong were guarding the bottom of the building at the moment, so he had to find the architectural drawings as quickly as possible to reduce the "burden" of the first two people outside the building.

What Zhao Yunhai didn't know was that right behind him, just a layer below, a black figure was following them all the way, watching their every move closely.

When they got to the third floor, Lao Zhao and the others immediately saw the green door sign labeled "Archives Room". It was a room located at the far end of the corridor. A security iron door was tightly closed outside the room.

"What should we do? The door is locked!" Yue Guishan immediately raised a question. Faced with such a question, Zhao Yunhai also scratched his head: "In this case, we can only find the key.

"

Yes, neither Lao Zhao nor Bi Yue have the ability to unlock and pry doors.

And if it is forcibly demolished, it will inevitably cause a commotion among zombies, so weighing the pros and cons. Finding the key became everyone's only option.

"No way! Lao Zhao, there are so many rooms here. How long will it take for us to find them one by one?" Speaking in unauthentic Mandarin, Bi Dahu immediately raised a question.

"Hmm~" A pair of eyebrows were tightly knitted together. Bi Dahu's question was also something that worried Old Zhao.

There is no doubt that they obviously don't have time to waste on this meaningless search, but if they don't search for the key, it won't pop out for no reason.

So, does it mean that we can only stop here today?

This was obviously not the result that Lao Zhao wanted. Not to mention the fuel consumption of their trip, the expectations of the brothers stationed there alone made him unable to accept the fact that they would return without success.

What to do? What to do?

Looking back and forth in the corridor, Zhao Yunhai quickly thought about the possible location of the key.

After a moment, he said decisively: "Let's go! Let's go to the department director's office!"

"Where is the key?" Seeing the determined look on Lao Zhao's face, Yue Guishan couldn't help but blurt out.

"I don't know! I hope so!" Lao Zhao's answer was quite frank. He really couldn't determine the source of the key to the archives.

However, based on his past experience, such important things would most likely be handed over to relatively important people in the college for safekeeping, and the department head on this floor is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Take a gamble, success or failure depends on this time!

Zhao Yunhai, who was determined to do this, immediately took action. His target was directly at the department director's office at the front of the corridor.

As expected, the door to the office was closed as usual, but fortunately, this door was not a thick and difficult-to-open anti-theft iron door. It was a relatively weak wooden door.

In view of the tight time, Lao Zhao didn't have time to worry about anything else. He raised his right foot, pointed it at the door bolt, and stamped it down.

"Bang!" As a crisp sound sounded, a few wisps of sawdust shot out in time, and the wooden door that was kicked by gravity suddenly "fluttered" back and forth like flickering wings.

When the wooden door stopped, Lao Zhao immediately went in first. Yue Guishan, who was guarding behind, and Bi Dahu also followed closely behind.

The rain outside is still sharp, and the dense raindrops are like falling bead curtains, constantly beating on the quiet campus.

Wang Zhongyu had already gotten out of the car and killed three groups of "enemies". Most of these enemies were attracted by his "arrogant behavior" when he entered the park.

However, thanks to the protection of the Jeep Wrangler and the help during the summer vacation, Wang Zhongyu was able to deal with the invading enemies very easily even though he was alone.

"I hope everything goes well for Lao Zhao and the others!" He prayed devoutly in his heart again. When Wang Zhongyu looked up, several more curious beasts walked out of the rain curtain.

Without saying a word, Wang Zhongyu patted the roof of the car twice, and then closed the window until there was only a small crack left. This was a method he had just thought of.

He planned to use this gap to slowly eliminate the zombies approaching one by one.

Sure enough, attracted by him slapping the roof of the car, three zombies immediately dragged their feet and walked over.

The beasts seemed quite excited, and without any hesitation they headed towards Wang Zhongyu who was sitting in the car.

But how could they understand that the prey that was so close was blocked by an invisible and intangible "transparent wall"?

The knife accurately penetrated the beast's head along the thin slit, and the latter immediately slid to the ground like a limp sausage.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zhongyu followed the same pattern and killed the remaining two zombies.

After all this was done, "Wang Zhongyu", who was used to messing around, did not forget to adjust himself and showed a victory gesture, which was a fair evaluation of his improvised method of killing the enemy.

However, after killing him, Wang Zhongyu still got out of the car and disposed of the dead bodies. After all, it was unknown when Old Zhao and the others would come down. If he allowed these corpses to pile up next to the car, he would not be sure whether a wall of corpses would appear later.

Traffic jam problem.
Chapter completed!