The four people stood quietly against the wall. They were very careful to lower their noise, but even so, they still inevitably attracted the attention of the walking corpses around them.

"Wu, withdraw!" Tang Xiaoquan's anxious urging sounded before he could even settle down, because the moment he climbed up the wall, dozens of walking corpses were dragging him wherever he could see.

Moving towards them quickly with vigorous steps.

Wu's eyes were as bright as a torch, and his hands holding the stick were firmly pressed against the table. He had no intention of retreating, and he struggled to say a few words between his clenched teeth:

"Hu, Brother Hu! You, you go first, I, I'll hold on!"

Hu Xiaodong frowned slightly at the absurdity of the world. He had never been a hypocritical person, and he had never felt how great he was.

But as the oldest man in the team, he has the responsibility and obligation to keep these families alive.

"Stop talking nonsense, son, and get out of here!"

"Yes! Wu! Now is not the time for give and take, the zombies on the street are coming too!"

As if to verify Tang Xiaoquan's statement, a roar like undulating waves came from the window. In an instant, the roars of corpses inside and outside the house complemented each other, which really made people's chicken skin fall off the floor.

When it came to this, even though Wu was extremely unwilling, he could only reluctantly comply with this order.

"Okay, Brother Hu, you..." The conversation suddenly stopped, and the sentence he was about to say, "You have to make it alive," was eventually swallowed back alive.

Wu patted Hu Xiaodong's shoulder vigorously, showing his brotherly love.

"Huh~" He breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously. To be honest, Tang Xiaoquan was really worried that Wu would insist on his own ideas.

Because through his observations in recent days, he characterized the former as passionate, reckless and impulsive.

However, after today's battle, Tang Xiaoquan's view of the other party has changed dramatically.

It is true that Wu sometimes behaves too out of character, but these are all out of his true feelings for his brothers. In this regard, he is somewhat similar to Wang Qiang.

However, compared to the latter, Wu is indeed much better at understanding the overall situation than the single-minded Wang Qiang.

Take today's matter for example. If it were the upright Wang Qiang, Tang Xiaoquan firmly believed that no one would be able to persuade him unless he knocked him unconscious and carried him away.

Using his hands and feet together, Wu climbed up the wall with the momentum of his leap.

After he settled down, he naturally raised his eyebrows and glanced at the situation outside the wall.

But this glance really startled him.

Under the wall, there were two rows of ragged walking corpses. They raised their arms, waving and screaming, like a group of crazy fans, fighting hard to find a "stage"

An opportunity to have close contact with idols.

Shocked cold sweat instantly covered his face. Wu was glad that he had not committed a crime just now, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Brother Hu, it's your turn, you can withdraw!" Wenquan Xin shouted immediately before Tang Xiaoquan could say anything.

And as he shouted loudly, it immediately aroused a wave of excitement among the corpses inside and outside.

Taking the club from Wang Qiang's hand, Wu Yi stared at the commotion of corpses under the wall with vigilant eyes.

Obviously, he is the only one of the current survivors who can touch the walking dead with a weapon.

Therefore, his mission is very simple, which is to prevent zombies like "Yao Ming" with unusual stature from appearing.

For the last time, he pushed hard against the wooden table that was shaken open by the huge force. Although Hu Xiaodong also knew that this move was meaningless, he hoped that these two wooden tables could buy him more time to escape.

Putting the machete back into his back, Hu Xiaodong took a deep breath. He knew it was time to leave. Since his brothers had climbed up the wall safely, he naturally didn't want to stay in this damn place any longer.

"One, two..." silently chanting the clarion call for action in his heart, with the word "three" uttered, Hu Xiaodong rushed out with a quick stride.

He is racing against time and risking his own life.

With Hu Xiaodong's departure, the last line of defense of the wooden door came to an end. The two tables could not hold on for even a second before they were knocked out by the bullet with a loud bang.

The wooden door cracked, and a black figure emerged from a huge gap about one meter long.

The black shadow will expose half of its body and fall quickly, with the sharp wooden point underneath directly piercing its abdomen.

"Brother Hu!"

Tang Xiaoquan had been paying close attention to what was going on inside the house, so when he saw the condition of the wooden door, he immediately exclaimed.

The walking zombies did not take into account the consciousness of their fallen companions. They rushed forward one after another and swarmed forward. After several companions fell one after another, a "lucky person" finally broke through all difficulties and "stand out" from the crowd of corpses.

"Brother Hu! Hurry! Hurry!" Tang Xiaoquan shouted loudly, because the "lucky man"'s crawling speed was not slower than Hu Xiaodong's.

Everything is happening between lightning and flint. No one can predict what will happen next. Whether Hu Xiaodong climbed up the wall first before the corpses, or whether he was stopped and cannibalized by the latter, everything is unknown, so everyone's hearts are in an instant.

It reaches the throat.

"Brother Hu! Come on!"

"Ho ho ho!"

Human voices and corpse voices were intertwined and mixed together, like a symphony of fate falling in Hu Xiaodong's ears.

People at this time were undoubtedly extremely nervous, and even the ill-fated Hu Xiaodong was not immune.

His heart was beating rapidly, and his adrenaline was increasing exponentially.

Fear and shock penetrated every part of his body, making his hands stiffen.

Lifting his foot and stepping hard on the shampoo chair, Hu Xiaodong planned to use the reaction force of the heavy step to launch himself onto the window sill, but...

Exhaustion and tension, the dual pressure of psychology and physiology, actually caused him to stumble when he climbed up the window sill. With this stagger, his body that had just jumped immediately fell back down.

In situ.

This is undoubtedly an extremely fatal thing, especially at this critical moment, where the difference between seconds can mean life or death.

Cold sweat instantly covered his face. Hu Xiaodong didn't bother to wipe it off. He raised his feet and prepared to try again, but the crawling zombies wouldn't give him another chance.

Wenquan Xin's eyes were extremely small, shrinking into a thin slit in almost the blink of an eye.

He opened his mouth half-opened to say something, but the sudden shock made him freeze in place.

The corpse's hand had already climbed onto Hu Xiaodong's ankle, and the tired figure gradually climbed up from the dazzling ground.
Chapter completed!