The curtains opened and Chen Mu went in.
The three people on the ground died with their eyes wide open, almost popping out. There were bloodstains all over their bodies, especially on their chests and necks, where a pool of blood had formed.
Old Zhao leaned on the bed, still holding the spare parts and equipment in his hands, looking at Chen Mu with heavy eyes, his voice old and weak.
"Who are you?"
"The one who will take you away." Chen Mu strode over and saw an iron chain as thick as a finger on Old Zhao's leg.
One end of the chain was tied to my calf, and the other end was tied to the foot of the bed, with an old-fashioned key lock hanging on it.
Reaching out, he probed the lock, and the metal gathered in the keyhole, quickly forming the shape of a key.
"Do you know Hang Zixuan?" After removing the chains, Chen Mu said, "He's here too."
"Zixuan? Zixuan is here too?" Old Zhao's tone wavered. He stood up, holding onto the back of the bed, and asked anxiously, "Is he okay?"
"Very good." Chen Mu sneered, "She's downstairs now." He still has the leisure to dig up his future girlfriend.
"Zixuan was also captured?" Old Zhao was surprised and asked, "Then how did you get here? Didn't you encounter any zombies?"
"Zombies?" Chen Mu paused, then said seriously, "We didn't encounter any zombies."
"How could this be?" Mr. Zhao didn't even have time to put on his shoes. He walked barefoot to the window and pointed in a direction.
"They have a lot of zombies! They're right here, in the villa area. All those who escaped before have been captured!"
Chen Mu looked in the direction he pointed, only to find that it was the direction they entered the villa area.
At the same time, this is also the place where Kong Wenhan and others were taken away.
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