"Old Tan, the situation is complicated, don't shout randomly later!"
As they ran, Zhang Su warned Tan Huajun. Others only heard a few shouts, but he heard more, worried Tan Huajun might lose control.
"Huh?" Tan Huajun instinctively asked, then nodded quickly after processing it in his mind, "Got it!"
Woosh!
Zhang Su yanked open the safety door and kicked the zombie guarding it over two meters away. Shining the flashlight inside, there were three zombies including the kicked one, and two more near the stairs. It was much better than outside, and they quickly dealt with them, everyone lending a hand.
"Hold on!"
However, just as they were about to go upstairs, Zhang Su raised his hand to stop them. He heard footsteps and a man's urgent urging from above.
"Hurry, hurry up! You two bitches, if you don't want to die, move it!"
