Chapter 245 Let's Get Drunk!
Soon, the three fat men followed the footprints to the rooftop.
The stairs were very dusty, so it wasn't difficult to determine Han Shuo's location.
The three of them were startled as soon as they reached the rooftop.
At this moment, Han Shuo was still standing quietly at the edge of the rooftop.
The fat man rushed over, grabbed him and pulled him back, shouting angrily.
"Damn it, what are you doing? This is over 30 stories high! Even if you're feeling really down, you can't just jump off a building like that!"
He has a wild imagination; he's clearly misunderstood...
Han Shuo was stimulated twice in less than two hours, and at this point he was somewhat numb.
He gave a wry smile, shook off the fat man's arm, and said.
"What are you thinking? I'm not jumping off a building."
Then, he pointed down and tossed the binoculars into the fat man's hands.
"We can't leave now. You'll see what happens next."
"Huh? What now?"
The fat man frowned and held the binoculars in front of his eyes.
Then, he also saw the scene that Han Shuo had just seen.
"Holy crap, are you trying to kill us?!"
As soon as the words fell, the fat man slumped to the ground.
Xiao Zhao and Wai Di also picked up their binoculars to check the situation.
Then they both realized that they were already deeply involved in the city.
If Han Shuo hadn't noticed the tremor beneath his feet in time, and the four of them had followed the original plan to drive the armored vehicle out, they would have been trapped in the horde of zombies.
With such a massive horde of zombies below, the consequences of the four being discovered by them are unimaginable.
Unbeknownst to them, they had once again escaped death!
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Han Shuo had forgotten what fear felt like; only bitterness remained in his heart.
The current situation has left him with no other options.
Although he dislikes the word "give up" the most, he has no choice but to accept his fate now that things have developed to this point.
Because this city is too terrifying.
The zombies below have already flooded into every street and every corner.
If you go downstairs, you'll definitely be spotted by zombies, and then there will be nowhere to escape...
Han Shuo couldn't think of any way to escape from this city right now; it was no longer a problem that could be solved by thinking and wisdom.
Unless he has superpowers, unless he can fly.
If he could fly, he could take the three of them and escape through the air.
However, this is clearly highly unrealistic.
Although all four are genetically engineered humans with combat abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people.
But ultimately, it still comes down to the word "human".
How could humans possibly fly?
Perhaps the only good news for everyone is that the zombies below haven't found them yet.
At this moment, all Han Shuo could do was to settle everyone down first. As for what happened next, it was up to fate to see if they would be given a way out.
The idiom "let nature take its course" perfectly reflects the current situation.
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Han Shuo slowly helped the fat man up from the ground, and then spoke.
"Alright, let's go. Let's find a room in this building to settle down first."
"As for the rest, let's leave it to fate..."
The fat man stood up again, still dazed.
He looked dazed and spoke incoherently.
"Oh, oh, okay, okay."
"Xiao Zhao, Wai Di, let's go."
Han Shuo's voice was filled with a sense of powerlessness.
And so, the four of them, each with mixed feelings, walked down from the rooftop.
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In a three-bedroom, two-living-room house, four people sat on the sofa, quietly gathered around the coffee table.
After an unknown amount of time, Han Shuo looked up and said with a smile.
"Fatty, do you have any alcohol?"
He surprisingly felt like drinking.
Today, Han Shuo is under immense pressure. As the team leader, he bears responsibility for every decision and arrangement made by the four of them.
It was he who brought everyone to this city, and it was he who led everyone into this predicament.
Han Shuo didn't miss the taste of alcohol; he just wanted to get drunk.
Only in this way could he stop the constant stream of thoughts in his mind.
He would feel a little better once the alcohol numbed his senses...
Yes, yes!
Fatty had never seen Han Shuo so dejected. He understood his brother's pain and could feel the pressure Han Shuo was under.
He quickly took out several bottles of red wine from his backpack, opened them, and placed them on the table.
"Is that enough? If not, I have a few more bottles of baijiu."
Han Shuo looked at the three people in front of him with gentle eyes, raised the wine bottle, and said with a smile.
"Come on, have a drink with me."
"Today, let's not think about anything, let's drink until we're completely drunk!"
Fatty Xiao Zhao quickly grabbed a bottle and clinked it against Han Shuo's red wine.
"Drink up! Damn it, brother, I'll drink with you to your heart's content today!" the fat man said heartily.
"Damn it! Why think so much? Maybe when we wake up tomorrow morning, all the zombies down there will be gone." Xiao Zhao was a man of strong emotions, and at this moment, the three of them felt much more at ease.
Wai Di pushed the wine bottle in front of the three of them, looking at them with his clear, big eyes.
"You guys drink up, I'll take care of you tonight!"
Han Shuo smiled and nodded, not forcing Wai Di too much.
He raised the bottle in his hand, put the mouth to his lips, and drank it down in large gulps.
Fatty and Xiao Zhao followed closely behind, and the three of them chug the wine straight from the bottle, making it taste like beer.
The three bottles of red wine were quickly swallowed by the three men.
Because they drank it rather quickly, all three of them felt a little dizzy.
After finishing the red wine on the table, the fat man opened a few bottles of white wine.
As the saying goes, it's not the wine that intoxicates, but the person themselves.
Because they were in a bad mood, the three of them got drunk in no time.
Emboldened by the alcohol, Han Shuo opened up and spoke freely.
However, all three of them were in a daze, each talking about completely different things, their sentences not matching each other at all.
"You, you guys know? Sometimes I feel really tired, and I really miss my old life."
"Brother Han, I admire you the most. I've always wanted to be like you, but I feel like I'm a little slow-witted."
"Hey, Fatty, let me tell you guys, I like Shurou. If you're brothers, don't try to take her from me."
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Perhaps it's true that people speak the truth when they're drunk. At this moment, Han Shuo, Fatty, and Xiao Zhao all spoke out what they had been holding back for a long time.
They might not be in a good mood, but the smiles on their faces are absolutely genuine.
Before we knew it, night had fallen.
Under the cover of darkness, Han Shuo and the other two finally collapsed onto the sofa one after the other.
Wai Di, who had been watching over them for a long time, also stood up from where he stood.
He carried the three of them into the room one by one.
Looking at the three sleeping figures, Wai Di narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile he had never seen before appearing on his lips.
That smile doesn't reveal a trace of cuteness.
He found a spare set of keys in the house, and under the cover of darkness, quietly opened the door and went out...
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