Chapter 165

Looking in the direction pointed by the screamer, I saw black heads suddenly popping out one after another on the stone wall surrounding the hot spring.

He opened his eyes wide and took a closer look, and saw that it was the same group of people who had just used zombies as targets in front of the wooden door.

"What...are they doing...?"

"You're not going to climb over the wall, are you?"

"How is that possible?! The entire hot spring center is full of zombies. They'll encounter them no matter where they enter. There's no way to avoid them!"

"That's not right, sir. I don't think they're trying to climb the wall. Look at the muzzles of their guns."

"Ah? Are they going to...?"

The same guess emerged in the minds of the survivors, and they were all dumbfounded for a moment.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

If it's really what they think, then those people are too crazy!

However, facts speak louder than words.

Just as they were trying their best to deny the idea in their hearts, a series of gunshots suddenly rang out!

In the hot spring on the first floor, zombies fell one after another.

Some were hit in the chest and fell to the ground; some had their arms blown off and fell to the ground while spinning in circles; and some were hit in the buttocks, with the bullets penetrating the hip joints, leaving the zombies without a foothold and falling into the pool with a plop.

None of these bullets hit vital parts, so they only reduced the zombies' mobility but did not completely eliminate their threat.

But even so, the survivors on the second floor were greatly surprised!

Great! I thought the people out there were just a bunch of idiots, but I didn't expect they were really that capable!

Now they have a chance to break out!

The sound of gunfire was incessant, and if you listened carefully for a while you would notice that one of the gunshots sounded particularly regular.

Neither hurried nor slow, but steady. After each bullet was fired, it would pause for a second before continuing to shoot.

"Such a steady pace. Who's firing these shots?"

A boy wearing metal ear studs couldn't help but look back and forth at the stone wall out of curiosity.

Suddenly, his gaze stopped on a certain face.

What a beautiful girl!

His mind wandered for half a second, as if he had seen this face somewhere before, and he was immediately attracted by the other party's superb marksmanship.

The girl stood on the east wall, holding a sniper rifle in her hand.

Her eyes were calm and sharp. Once she aimed her gun at a zombie, its head would explode immediately.

Then he changed the bullets at the speed of an afterimage and moved on to the next one.

He remained calm throughout the whole process, his movements were clean and neat, and he was as skilled as a retired special forces soldier.

So damn handsome!

The boy's heart was filled with excitement.

Playing with guns is a hobby that most men aspire to, but not everyone can be good at it.

In the past, he followed his brothers to a shooting range in the suburbs to practice shooting. Even with the guidance of a coach, he could only hit six or seven shots, and half of them were on the ten ring.

However, with this result, they were among the best in their group at that time.

The boy looked at the face on the stone wall and swallowed his saliva again and again.

This is the sharpshooter in his mind!

His previous level was nothing! How could he have the nerve to brag in front of the coach?

Especially compared with that girl's shooting skill of hitting the target every time, his level is simply unbearable to watch!

A feeling of sadness rose in the boy's heart, and he couldn't help but sigh that it was a good thing that his coach and brothers were not present at the moment, otherwise with such a strong contrast, he wouldn't know where to put his face.

Because of his reminder just now, the other people on the second floor turned their attention to the girl with the sniper.

Many people took a deep breath.

My goodness, who said that no one hit the zombies’ vital parts?

Isn't there one here?

On the stone wall, Zhen Qingmei, Chen Hao and the other two were shooting with extreme concentration.

However, since they were not on flat ground, their shooting accuracy was not as good as before. Only three out of ten shots could hit the head accurately, and the rest hit the torso.

It's really depressing.

Chen Hao was especially unwilling.

His shooting skills were apparently very steady at the door before, but once he climbed up the wall, he became like a frying pan, shooting randomly and without any order.

I wonder if Sister Song Yue is also affected by the venue.

Unnoticed, he glanced to the side.

Then, my back tightened.

Oh my god! Don't even mention that he was affected. His shooting skills were no different from when he was on the roof of the car. He was still very steady!

Is Sister Song Yue really just an 18th-tier female artist, rather than an ace carefully cultivated by an assassination organization?

Chen Hao trembled and looked away awkwardly.

Don't look, don't ask, don't guess.

Otherwise, you won’t even know how you died one day.

The gunfire lasted for more than twenty minutes before gradually subsiding.

The biggest hidden danger of the hot spring center has been eliminated, and the survivors on the second floor are cheering!

"Great, we are saved!"

"I didn't expect them to actually clear out all the zombies! They're quite capable."

"Okay everyone, don't delay any longer, let's go downstairs!"

A group of people pushed aside the wooden benches, wooden tables and cabinets blocking the stairs to the second floor and rushed downstairs like crazy.

Looking at the twisted and distorted zombies on the ground, Song Yue jumped down from the wall and told Zhen Qingmei and the others, "Find a fire and burn the bodies."

To prevent the breeding of germs and the outbreak of another plague, which would make her mission a failure.

Zhen Qingmei agreed and borrowed a lighter from Chen Hao. She lit the dead branches and grass piles she picked up from the ground and threw them into the wall.

The flames quickly rose up, crackling.

The survivors hiding on the second floor screamed and ran out of the door like candied haws.

Ten minutes later.

Zhen Qingmei, on behalf of Song Yue, listed the latter's recruitment requirements to the group of people one by one.

Finally, let’s summarize.

"That's basically it. Everyone reports their skills, and then gets a job based on those skills. Those without any skills will be directly responsible for cleaning the resort. Oh, and everyone who wants to live in the resort needs to obey all arrangements made by Sister Song Yue. Any questions?"

Everyone in the crowd looked unhappy.

Everyone exchanged glances, seemingly struggling over whether to refute or not.

Suddenly, a squinting man raised his hand, his eyes looking rather displeased.

"Girl, you saved us, and we are indeed very grateful. But this is a civilized society, not a feudal country. Why are you so hierarchical? And you want us to obey all your arrangements? Isn't that too much?"

Squinting Eyes' words exposed everyone's hidden thoughts, and the chatterbox was opened all of a sudden. Everyone stood up one after another to express their unhappiness.

"That's right, girl. National governance is based on democracy and equality. You just occupied a mountain and started to monopolize power. Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"

"Even if they want to exercise exclusive power, the resort owner has to have the final say. You all escaped here, so you're clearly not in the right."

At first, people were still controlling their emotions, but later, they started talking to each other, and their tone and attitude gradually became more and more outrageous.

Seeing more and more voices of opposition, Zhen Qingmei gradually lost control of the situation and could not help but step back.

"No, everyone, listen to me. Sister Song Yue is a very good person. She wouldn't be the type of person who seeks dictatorship as you say."

"Please trust us, we are doing this for everyone's good."

Zhen Qingmei explained sentence by sentence, her voice getting louder and louder.

However, her weak body could not withstand the crowd's opposition at all. Some people who wanted to take advantage of the situation even secretly pushed her.

Zhen Qingmei lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"Who pushed me? How could you do this?!" Zhen Qingmei puffed up her face angrily and glared at the group of people with ambiguous smiles.

That’s too much!

They risked their lives to clear out the zombies, and this is the attitude they get in return?!

Zhen Qingmei's face turned red with anger. She gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and said, "Alright, since you don't want to, then please leave on your own. There are several unowned cars in the parking lot. You can drive on your own."

After saying that, he walked towards the residential area.

Sister Song Yue and Sister Yuan Yuan were cleaning over there, so she had to go over and help. She was too lazy to waste time on these ungrateful people.

But she had just taken two steps when several men behind her strode forward and deliberately bumped into her.

Zhen Qingmei was knocked all over the place, but she endured it and didn't curse out loud!

Several men looked at her deliberately with a hint of sneer.

"We're not leaving. There are so many great houses, it would be a waste not to live there!"

"Haha, all the zombies here have been cleared out, and you want us to leave? Dream on."

"Come to think of it, girl. We are the tourists at the resort. You just came later. It's you who should leave. What right do you have to chase us away?"

Perhaps it was because they saw Zhen Qingmei was the only girl here and no one spoke up for her; or perhaps the previous testing and bargaining gave them confidence, making them sure that this group of young boys and girls were easy to bully.

In short, they were numerous and had the clear upper hand.

Therefore, I felt that staying at the resort was a sure thing and I had no fear at all.

Several men took the lead in opposing it and received support from many survivors.

They were noisy and, contrary to their previous grateful attitude, walked towards the houses half warningly and half arrogancely.

Seeing that she couldn't stop them, Zhen Qingmei had to take a small road and turn into the residential area from the back.

"Sister Song Yue! Those people from the hot spring center won't leave! They even said they want to occupy the house here."

She hurriedly pushed open the iron gate in the yard of Building 1 and shouted loudly.

Yuanyuan, Chen Hao and others were cleaning Building 1. They looked up when they heard the sound, their expressions incredulous.

"Didn't they agree to the conditions set by Sister Song Yue?" Yuanyuan asked.

Zhen Qingmei panted and shook her head: "No, and instead she thought we were monopolizing power."

"Trying to monopolize power? Damn it!" Chen Hao threw the rag into the bucket with a very rude attitude, "I saved their lives, not only don't you thank me, but you're also blaming me?"

There are all kinds of people in this world. It turns out that reality is always more magical than movies.

"Oh, let's not talk about this for now. Where's Sister Song Yue? Why don't I see her?"

Anyone would be angry if this happened to them, but Zhen Qingmei knew that anger could not solve the problem, so she hurriedly asked where the person had gone.

Yuanyuan pointed to the roof of Building 1 and said, "He's basking in the sun up there."

The weather is nice today, and Song Yue said she wanted to go upstairs to bask in the sun for a while before coming down.

Zhen Qingmei sighed and stamped her feet anxiously: "I'll go up and find her right away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the iron door behind him clang.

Then came a few undisguised discussions.

"Building 1 looks great, shouldn't we stay here?"

"Indeed, it's a three-story villa with a big yard and a lawn. Okay, let's stay here today!"

Yuan Yuan quickly raised her broom to stop them: "Everyone, this is where we are going to live."

Chen Hao lowered his voice and said, "If you haven't agreed to our conditions, please leave the resort."

leave?

Why?

The leading man narrowed his eyes.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he slapped Yuanyuan in the face!