Jiang Minxi took a quick look and found that the door was blocked with rubber, probably to prevent water from spreading upwards. There were also traces at the bottom of the window.
These should have been made by Shen Yunchuan. Most people would not take these things when escaping.
In the corner was the bag that Shen Yunchuan usually carried, but now it was opened, with some packaging scattered around it.
This location is five or six meters higher than the submerged house. As long as Shen Yunchuan waits here, he will not be injured and will definitely hold on until they arrive.
This group of people watched helplessly as their brother Chuan was isolated and helpless, fighting with those monsters.
They watched coldly from above, and everyone here was a murderer.
Anger surged in my heart: "Who moved that bag? Where are the things inside?"
Everyone then realized that the woman was not there to save him, but for the things in the bag.
The people in the room avoided looking at each other. A dagger was pressed against Tan Qiang's neck. The knife in his hand had been kicked away by Jiang Wenxi when she came in. Now it was lying on the ground in broad daylight, being stepped on by Jiang Wenxi.
What else did Jiang Wenxi not understand? This group of people were involved, and the compressed biscuit packaging on the ground was the best proof.
Most people would not carry such a thing, but for Shen Yunchuan who wanders around, this is the most basic dry food, a must-have all year round.
"Tell me! What's inside?"
Someone didn't dare to raise their head, and pointed at Tan Qiang tremblingly: "He took something~ I~ We just ate some cookies."
"Kill him if you want to kill him, don't kill us."
Tan Qiang was angry but dared not say anything. His neck was instantly cut, and his forced smile made his already ugly face even uglier.
"No~I~They made me do this."
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