"Prepare to leave."
Chen Mu kicked his shoe towards Old Zhao and asked hurriedly, "Besides that place, where else are there zombies? How many are there? Are there any other survivors here?"
Mr. Zhao hurriedly put on his shoes. "There are the most zombies near the entrance. That's where they dispose of their waste. Not only there, but even the basement of our building is full of zombies!"
"The survivors don't know, but everyone I know is here."
After putting on his shoes, Mr. Zhao was about to go out the door, but he didn't expect Chen Mu to grab his collar and jump out of the window.
"Young man! What are you doing!"
Boss Zhao was horrified, then his footing missed and he fell straight down.
The metal under his feet was like a lump of metal, suspended in mid-air by the air. Chen Mu pulled the frightened person next to him and crawled in through the second-floor window.
When Zhu Yuanqing felt the three spiritual light spots upstairs disappear, he knew that Chen Mu had found someone.
He was already waiting at the door with Hang Zixuan, ready to meet them, but he didn't expect the remaining two light spots to fall vertically.
?
Zhu Yuanqing was stunned when he saw two people flying in from outside the window.
Chen Mu was standing fine, but he was holding a white-haired old man in his hand. As his hand loosened, the old man's legs went weak and he was about to fall down, but fortunately Chen Mu held him again.
He frowned, somewhat puzzled: "Your legs are weak at this height?"
Old Zhao raised his hand with trembling arms, and pointed his finger: "You..."
His face flushed red, and he was trying to speak with shaking hands. Hang Zixuan had already trotted over to support Mr. Zhao, and he was full of relief: "Teacher..."
"What's going on?"
Seeing this scene, Zhu Yuanqing asked Chen Mu.
If there hadn't been any accident, he definitely wouldn't have been so anxious.
Zhu Yuanqing really knew Chen Mu very well, and Chen Mu knew him just as well. The second after he asked, he explained the zombie incident.
Zhu Yuanqing raised his arm. There was no signal shown on the contact list, which at least proved that Kong Wenhan and the others were still safe.
"Well, let's move everyone out immediately. There's no news from Captain Kong yet. After the move, Shen Mu and I will go meet up with Captain Kong. Hang Zixuan, you take Mr. Zhao and the others to find another way out."
Zhu Yuanqing looked at Mr. Zhao again: "Mr. Zhao, are you familiar with the situation here?"
Mr. Zhao shook his head helplessly: "I spend most of my time in the lab, so I'm not very clear about other situations."
"Oh, I suddenly remembered something." He slapped his forehead. "A few days ago, a small team was captured, and one of them escaped and ran to me. He said there was a road out to the west and there was a car parked there."
Mr. Zhao tried hard to recall: "He said that place is the route Yi An takes to... to purchase goods?"
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanqing asked, "Mr. Zhao, do you still remember what the person who escaped looked like?"
"What does he look like?" Mr. Zhao thought for a moment. "He's a bit dark, very strong, and has a mole near his mouth."
"He was a good young man. He wanted to take me out with him, but the guards were too strict, so we couldn't do anything." Old Zhao sighed, "I wonder if he escaped."
OK.
The person described by Mr. Zhao was exactly the same as a face in Zhu Yuanqing's memory, and the time also matched, so it was basically confirmed that he was Kong Wenhan's team member.
In this case, the distress signal received by Kong Wenhan should have been sent by this person.
"Then get ready to go." Zhu Yuanqing said, "Once we have cleared out the people outside, you will leave quickly."
"You must be careful," Elder Zhao warned. "The experiment isn't perfect. Although the zombies here appear quiet, if something goes wrong with the equipment outside, they'll riot!"
"I understand." Zhu Yuanqing nodded.
At the same time, the prototype of a long sword in Chen Mu's hand was finally fixed, and he handed it to Zhu Yuanqing.
"Four on the left, three on the right." Zhu Yuanqing raised the corner of his mouth at Chen Mu, "I'll be on the left, you'll be on the right."
Then, the door opened and a figure rushed out quickly.
Chen Mu looked at him, his eyes gradually filled with excitement, and a giant blade more than one meter wide appeared in front of him.
Blood splattered, and the man who had just rushed up was broken into two halves.
"Someone ran out!" someone shouted.
The man held a gun in his hand, pointing it at Zhu Yuanqing, the muzzle shaking constantly: "You, don't come over here!"
He had never seen a person being cut in two before, and his whole body was shaking at this moment.
"I shot!" The man's eyes were bloodshot and he was about to pull the trigger.
The man cried out in pain as his brain ached, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.
He felt a chill on his chest and looked down. The silver-white blade was stuck in his left chest, his clothes were stained red, and the knife was being pulled out.
Zhu Yuanqing pulled out his long knife without blinking and kicked the corpse in the abdomen, hitting the person who was rushing towards him.
There was a sound of wind from the left. Zhu Yuanqing raised his knife to block the incoming steel pipe, pressed down with both hands, and cut it into two pieces.
"Help...!" The person under the steel pipe sat directly on the ground, his face full of fear. Suddenly, a bright white light appeared in front of his eyes, and he lost consciousness.
Nice knife.
Zhu Yuanqing shook off the blood beads on the blade, flipped his wrist, and the tip of the knife went straight through the other man's abdomen.
In just a few minutes, all three of them fell to the ground. The remaining person no longer had the courage to rush forward and crawled out.
As if the scene was repeated, a knife flew out from behind him and pierced his leg.
“Mercy…mercy…” The person on the ground was sweating profusely from the pain, screaming and trying to crawl forward.
Zhu Yuanqing took two steps forward, squatted down, held the knife and thrust it in a little, smiling: "Where is Yi An?"
"Ah!" The man screamed, the world in his eyes was upside down. Listening to Zhu Yuanqing's gentle voice, it was as if he heard the call of the underworld king of hell.
"I, I said..."
The man was crying and his body was convulsing. "Someone ran away from Lao Chen's place. Brother Yi went to question him... He went to the cafeteria..."
"Canteen?" Zhu Yuanqing asked back.
"Yes, those who don't obey, we can't eat them, so we throw them to the zombies..."
"Why raise zombies?" Zhu Yuanqing's voice grew colder.
"Brother Yi and Yi An said they need to use it for the experiment..."
"One last question," Zhu Yuanqing asked, "Who has eaten those 'fat sheep'?"
The man shuddered. He didn't expect that he knew all this, so he didn't dare to lie: "Brother Yi doesn't eat it, and Lao Chen doesn't eat it either."
"Except for those researchers, we, we all have eaten it."
Zhu Yuanqing drew out his knife and pointed it at the man's neck. His frightened expression looked particularly hideous on the blade.
"I, I only ate a little!" the man shouted, his mouth wide open before he died.
"Let's explain it downstairs." Zhu Yuanqing drew out his knife, stood at the corridor on the second floor, and lowered his head.
Below were faces filled with fear and terror. The researchers gathered together, their white coats conspicuous like the fur of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
There were corpses lying all over the floor downstairs. Chen Mu stood in the middle with a childlike smile on his face.
“I win!”
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