You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Chapter 17 These two zombies have such a strong grip!

"Director Huang, where did this kid pop out from?"

"Could it be from upstairs—"

Before Zhao Jun could finish his sentence, he saw Huang Zhigang give him a gesture to keep his voice down and then subtly gestured downwards with his finger.

The look of disdain on his face instantly turned into surprise.

Came from below?

What a joke!

The elevator had stopped working a long time ago, and the stairs on the first floor were locked from the outside, with the key still on the front desk clerk who had turned into a zombie.

Moreover, apart from that clerk, there were dozens of zombies wandering around the front of the hotel.

Even Superman would get chewed up with a few holes before leaving.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jun glanced at Zhang Ye, who was full of curiosity, and disdainfully curled his lip.

Just him?

This kid must have found some way to avoid the zombies, or maybe there was another unlocked entry into the hotel?

Seeing Zhao Jun looking at him, Zhang Ye grinned and smiled.

"I advise you to go and come back quickly, otherwise it would be bad if you encountered some danger."

Zhao Jun's face immediately soured, you could come up from below, and I can't?

And this kid's tone sounded kind of odd.

"Are you threatening me?"

Zhang Ye, seemingly oblivious to his fierce expression, actually nodded seriously and said, "You're so smart, you figured it out."

"Damn it! You motherf—"

Zhao Jun couldn't hold back on the spot and rolled up his sleeves, ready to rush forward, but was stopped by a look from Huang Zhigang.

The meaning in his eyes was clear.

First, go down and check, and discuss other matters later.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Jun, holding back his anger, turned and walked away, soon disappearing around the corner into the stairwell.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"What are you all gathering around here for?"

"Ate too much?"

"Get lost, don't hang around here for no reason!"

Huang Zhigang waved his hand and quickly dispersed several men who had come over, then turned to Zhang Ye with a face full of apologies:

"Ah, Director Zhang, sorry about that."

"My men are a bit unruly."

"Come on, let me show you around here first, and when that kid comes back, we can discuss the engine room!"

Zhang Ye nodded, his face showing no sign of anger.

"It's okay if they're unruly, I was unruly when I was a kid."

"Just need a bit more discipline."

Huang Zhigang sneered internally, thinking, give you some color and you open a dye shop, a whippersnapper trying to school me?

Some people wanted to run right then and there.

Huang Zhigang truly lived up to his role as the leader here, displaying extraordinary courage at this critical moment!

With a wave of his fat hand, he directly ordered:

"Quick, block the door!"

"You bunch of idiots, what are you standing around for!"

A few of his subordinates glanced at Zhao Jun, who was now covered in blood, and without a moment's hesitation, began to frantically retreat from the stairwell.

It was at this moment that a man's puzzled voice rang out among them.

"Huh, isn't he one of your companions?"

Companion?

Who the hell is this blind!

Huang Zhigang wanted to explode on the spot; even his own father couldn't be taken care of at a time like this, let alone a "companion!"

He turned around and saw that the person speaking was actually Zhang Ye.

"I think he can still be saved."

Zhang Ye said earnestly to everyone.

As soon as he spoke, all eyes immediately focused on Huang Zhigang as if waiting for his decision, after all, he was the manager.

Huang Zhigang was cursing inside.

Zhang Ye was definitely doing this on purpose!

This was outright moral coercion!

If he didn't save him, others would surely hold a grudge; after all, if they could abandon Zhao Jun today, they might abandon themselves tomorrow.

But to save him, who would go?

Huang Zhigang couldn't help but look around at the other men, each of them instinctively avoiding his gaze.

Clearly, no one was willing to go.

A bunch of useless trash!

"Save me, Director Huang!"

"I'm still young, I don't want to die!"

"My dad has even given you a spa membership card!"

While everyone was still indecisive, Zhao Jun had somehow managed to get up, his voice tearing as he shouted for help above.

But he had only made it halfway when the two zombies dragged him back down!

Two crimson bricks rose and fell!

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

The dull pounding sound rose again, the miserable cries instantly sending a chill through everyone above.

It hurt!

It hurt so much!

The zombies had such powerful grips!

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