The long midnight, comfortable and silent.

In such an atmosphere, it is easy for people to have thoughts of drowsiness.

Therefore, the law of survival requires survivors to adopt a shift vigil system as much as possible when conditions permit. This way, the night watchman can be kept awake to the greatest extent possible.

Tang Xiaoquan's eyelids drooped feebly, and the fatigue all over his body made him feel listless and yawning repeatedly.

If Ah Cheng hadn't been chatting away at home all the time, given his current state, he would have closed his eyes and fallen asleep long ago.

The snoring continued like thunder, and even though the doors and windows were closed, Tang Xiaoquan could still vaguely feel the slight tremors on the ground caused by the "Surge of Symphony" next door.

Time passed slowly by minute by second in the sultry air and the unbearable midnight. When the morning glow shyly emerged from the horizon, Tang Xiaoquan was already frozen in place, sitting in his seat.

superior.

He looked back at Acheng, who was lying on his side on the table, his back rising and falling. This little guy was sleeping quite soundly. After chattering for most of the night, he couldn't resist the invasion of sleepiness and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Every part of his spine was sore as if bitten by thousands of ants. Tang Xiaoquan straightened up very carefully. He didn't want to disturb the young man's dream with his actions.

After about half an hour, the "Symphony of Destiny" that had been playing in the living room for a whole night finally came to an end.

Wang Qiang couldn't help but rub his nose. A recent pimple on his nose made him reluctantly raise his arm to scratch it.

And with the fall of this grasp, the ecstatic beauty who accompanied him in the dream all night also disappeared.

I opened my eyes slightly in loneliness, and a few narrow rays of sunlight were shining into the room through the gaps in the corners of the curtains, bringing some light to the dark living room.

Wu Wenquan Xinlu woke up from his sleep, and the sleepy-eyed faces on his face were full of laziness and confusion.

There is no doubt that for young people like them who are just in their early 20s, the biggest advantage is the recovery of their body functions. Although the whole day of running for their lives yesterday was very tough for them, but after a night of sound sleep,

, it became lively again.

Compared with the amazing recovery ability of these young people, Hu Xiaodong, who is over 30 years old, is naturally incomparable. However, he also has his own advantages, which is decades of unremitting training.

Therefore, when it comes to physical endurance, these young people may not even be able to match him for a fraction.

Feeling the strength restored to his body, Hu Xiaodong punched hard and then moved to the window.

"Wow!" With a crisp sound of the curtains being drawn, the dark living room was completely lit up.

The sudden sunlight that came in made Hu Xiaodong instinctively turn his head to the side. After a moment of adaptation, he turned his eyes to the window again.

In his eyes, the street was still desolate with no "living" things, and the corpses that had gathered at the bottom of the wall gradually dispersed after a night of fruitless "screaming".

However, there are still quite a few loyal "fans" lingering around unwillingly, waiting for the "idol" they long for to show his face again.

"What's going on, Brother Hu? Are all the beasts gone?" Wu asked the question that everyone was most concerned about.

Shaking his head indifferently, Hu Xiaodong slowly turned around. When his eyes saw the disappointed expressions on everyone's faces, he immediately changed his expression and said: "Most of them are gone, and there are still some hanging by the wall.

I’ll probably leave after tonight.”

"Huh~" Wu let out a long breath of relief, and Wu's frown finally relaxed.

"Wow, everyone, you're all awake, how are you? Did you sleep well last night?" Holding a big pot in his hand, Tang Xiaoquan walked in from the door unsteadily, his originally fair face covered with tiredness.

"We are okay, we slept well, but you, Xiao Tang, worked hard last night! In this way, after dinner, you can go and have a rest!" Patting Tang Xiaoquan on the shoulder, Hu Xiaodong replied with concern.

To be honest, although he only had contact with the latter for a few days, Hu Xiaodong was quite impressed by this back's ability.

"Hey, Quan Zi, what did you cook this morning? Could it be noodle soup again?" Wang Qiang changed the subject and stared at the rice pot in Tang Xiaoquan's hand, with a hint of scolding in his words.

After a night's rest, the stock in his belly has been exhausted, so if Tang Xiaoquan plans to get some more "tangtangshuishui" to fool him, he will definitely ask for it for his belly.

statement.

How could Tang Xiaoquan not know what his brother was thinking? He smiled helplessly and ignored it. He opened the lid of the pot and saw the white water cooking rice immediately came into view.

Ignoring the heat emanating from the scalding water meter, Wenquan Xin, who was thirsty and thirsty, took a step forward and scooped a bowl of stream water into his own bowl.

I believe anyone who has ever been drunk will have this experience, that is, after waking up, the body will feel abnormally dehydrated, so...

Seemingly forgetting his complaint a few seconds ago, Wang Qiang also hurriedly served himself a bowl. His eagerness was both funny and amusing.

After looking around for a while, Hu Xiaodong suddenly realized that Acheng was not in the living room. He couldn't help asking inexplicably: "Where is Acheng? Why doesn't he come over for breakfast?"

"Oh, maybe he was tired last night and is asleep now. Leave him alone. When he wakes up later, I will heat up the food for him."

After inviting everyone to eat, Tang Xiaoquan took this opportunity to explain to everyone the plan he had drawn up last night.

"Well, everyone, while you are eating, listen to me tell you about today's action plan."

"That's what I thought about it. We are divided into three groups: the first group, Wang Qiang, me, Brother Hu, are responsible for the search in the room on the ground floor; Wu Ni, as the emergency team, stays in the corridor, ready to deal with emergencies at any time; and Xiao Wen

, and Acheng, you two will be the third group and stay in the room...Do you have any opinions?"

After experiencing several life-and-death breakthroughs, everyone was quite convinced of Tang Xiaoquan's meticulous mind and ability to plan things, so they naturally had no objections to the plan he proposed.

but……

Hu Xiaodong gently put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, and said thoughtfully: "Xiao Tang, I have no objection to your plan itself, it's just the weapons we have at hand..."
Chapter completed!