Everything that happened in the pipe was transmitted verbatim to the ears of the survivors outside the wellhead.

Especially the sound of the machete being swung wildly, it was like a sharp thorn stabbing into Lin Junfu's heart.

The young Fangfang didn't seem to understand what was going on. She just asked the adults around her over and over again: "Where is Dad? Why doesn't he come out? Can you help me urge him?"

No one knew how to answer the little girl's question. He Jing froze in place, like a wooden man who had lost his soul, motionless and with dull eyes.

But if you don't move, the zombies won't have any mercy because of your sentimentality.

When they saw the appearance of a large group of plump food, they all roared with excitement, then danced their arms together and began to gather towards the mouth of the well.

"Damn it! Old Lin! Old Lin! We have to leave quickly! We can't delay any longer!"

Seeing the approaching army of zombies, Hu Xiaodong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. At the moment, he didn't care too much and directly slapped the sluggish Lin Junfu on the back: "Don't be sentimental! Now is not the time to think about these things, you

Take He Jing away quickly!"

After the explanation, Hu Xiaodong raised the crowbar in his hand and took the lead towards the group of corpses.

"Weiyang! Fangfang will be left to you! Da Zhuang, we are responsible for opening the way!"

After receiving the order, Wei Dazhuang didn't say anything. He held two damaged wooden sticks and fought with Hu Xiaodong.

Although the wooden stick was not as powerful as the sickle, Yan Hua's tragic death undoubtedly aroused Wei Dazhuang's anger, and he threw the two wooden sticks fiercely.

Next to him, Hu Xiaodong was also holding in a lot of anger, and now he vented it all on the invading beast.

The sounds of fighting and shouting kept coming to his ears, and the confused Lin Junfu gradually regained consciousness.

"We... have to go, Xiao He." His words were a bit false. Lin Junfu really didn't know how to face the woman in front of him.

But since he had agreed to Yan Hua's promise, he had to complete it even if he died.

Not surprisingly, He Jing didn't react at all to Lin Junfu's words. She just stood there blankly. Her eyes were staring straight at the wellhead below her, as if she could call her husband back in this way.

generally.

But as a result of reality, it is no longer possible for his husband to flee with him.

Lin Junfu clenched his fists hard, and the price of two lives a day made him feel helpless.

But he knew that if he gave up at this juncture, the sacrifices Yan Hua had just made would be completely in vain.

So he couldn't give up. Even if he died, he would have to die on the way to break out of the siege. What's more, he had agreed to Yan Hua's request and he had to bring He Jing and Fang Fang out of the siege alive.

Because this is a promise between men. It is also a great trust before the death of a great father.

"I'm sorry! He Jing! I couldn't help you bring Xiaoyan out! If you want revenge, I, Lin Junfu, will let you do it! But before again..." Stretching his right hand forward, Lin Junfu tied He Jing's waist

arm, and then dragged it forward involuntarily:

"I'll get you out safely!"

Inside the drainage pipe, Sangbiao and others ran all the way, but when they reached the wellhead, there was still half a human figure, only a shriveled zombie lying on the ground with its head stabbed open.

The men had no choice but to bite the bullet and climb up, but just halfway through the climb they heard footsteps rubbing outside the well.

For a moment, timidity! Fear! Fear came over him. He decisively let go of his hands and slid down, and falsely shouted back: "Brother Biao, there are zombies outside the wellhead, we can't get out!"

Hearing this, the remaining gangsters who were not confirmed also echoed "Jealous" out of fear: "Yes! Brother Biao! It's a zombie!"

"They are all attracted by Lin!"

Due to the narrowness of the passage, Sangbiao was unable to go forward for reconnaissance and could only make judgments based on the feedback from his men.

There is no doubt that if Lin Junfu and the others were asked to run away today, then he, the second in command of the base, would not be able to save his head.

What should I do? Ask my men to rush out? If they can't rush out and more people die, the trouble will be big.

After weighing the matter for a long time, Sang Biao came up with a clever plan to evade the blame: "Listen to me! Later, if anyone comes out and asks for the whereabouts of the group of people named Lin, tell me that they were surrounded by zombies and were eaten! Whoever has a big mouth?" They said they ran away, nm, don’t blame me for not having eyes on the gun in my hand!”

As long as they don't go out and fight hard, their subordinates Ma Zai will not care about the life and death of Lin Junfu and others. They immediately responded: "Don't worry! Brother Biao! We will do whatever you say! Besides, it's like this outside. The situation is such that the unarmed Lin and others cannot escape far!"

Wuzi nodded, and Sangbiao seemed to have thought of something again, so he added: "That's right! Remember to go out and take the body with you, and we'll take that to hand over!"

After the explanation was completed, Sangbiao called his men to call it a day and return.

The group of people walked back in a mighty manner, and when they arrived at the place where Wei Xiaohua died just now, Ma Zai, who was leading the group, couldn't help but be shocked.

"Where are the people?" The ground where dead bodies should be lying was empty at night, with only a few traces of blood flowing on the ground.

"MD, what's going on? Why don't you leave?"

"Boss, that... that dead body is missing!"

"What!" I couldn't believe my ears. I looked up to the sky and let out a sigh of relief. Then I cursed deeply: "I am netm1gb, who is that? Didn't you just say that you hacked those two guys to death? Others What? Why did he run away!"

While losing Biaowei, the leading men subconsciously followed the blood on the ground to find out the whereabouts of Wei Xiaohua.

But who would have thought that as soon as his eyes moved two meters away, he saw a pair of blood-stained leather shoes standing on the mud.

Then his eyes moved up, and his subordinates couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

In his eyes, a "monster" with his head tilted and his pupils bleeding was growling and staring at him.

The subordinate almost instinctively took two steps back and murmured two terrifying words with trembling mouth: "Ghost! Ghost! There is a ghost!"

The muttering turned into shouting, and the men turned around and tried to escape, but the passage that was only large enough for one person was obviously impassable.

Two seconds later, he heard a scream, and blood swords shot out from the side of his neck.

"Ah!" Chaos arose instantly. Sangbiao tried to figure out what happened, but the fear spread beyond his imagination.

The men all ran back desperately, shouting as they ran: "Quick! Get out! There are zombies ahead! There are zombies ahead!"

People pushed each other, and the fleeing gangsters were like floods that broke a bank, one after another fleeing towards the wellhead.

If even one of them dared to stand up and fight against the mutated "Guo Xiaohua" at this time, the result would never be as "unsightly" as this.

The gangsters thought very clearly that they only needed to escape to the wellhead and climb up, use the "guys" in their hands to wait for help, and wait until the "friendly forces" in the base drove over to rescue them.

But can the reality really turn out as they wish?
Chapter completed!