A call suddenly came from above.

The four of them looked up together and saw a man standing on the balcony opposite 440. A "rope" tied with curtains was smoothed out from the gap of the balcony railing, with a length of not much or less, and was just on the ground.

The four people instantly possessed their souls and almost ran over in a jet-like manner. Zhou Yilu was the fastest, Qiao Siqi was the second, Song Fei was the third, Qi Yan, and behind the palace. In the blink of an eye, everyone became a grasshopper on a rope.

When Qi Yan climbed up, he was almost bitten by the zombie chasing him, but fortunately he kicked quickly.

More than twenty zombies surrounded the "curtain rope", grabbed the curtains countless times, and then took off their hands countless times. Some of them didn't take off their hands, and they took off their hands with force. They couldn't do such a fine movement, so they were so stiff that they couldn't do it, they were anxious and manic, and had no choice.

Song Fei: "Hey Qiao Siqi, don't shake it!"

Qiao Siqi: "It's not me who swayed, but Zhou Yunluo!"

Zhou Yilu: "I have to climb up, so can I not pull it hard? Is this thing so soft and can I not shake it!"

Qi Yan: "It doesn't matter if you don't shake it or not, don't step on my head!"

As Qi Yan landed, the four people finally arrived safely.

It's still a fourth floor, but this time I changed another building.

Luo Geng led the four alumni into the house and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "You are so crazy, you are forcing them out!"

"If you don't break through, you will starve to death. What can we do?" Song Fei was panting and still in shock.

Qi Yan sighed happily: "Thank you."

Luo Geng waved his hand quickly: "It's already this time, how can I thank you..." Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

His friendly smile froze on his face, little by little, little by little, disappearing until it was completely replaced by surprise and horror.

The four of them turned around stiffly and saw another person climbing up along the "curtain rope" that they had not had time to collect.

The man was wearing a slim windbreaker and a turtleneck sweater. His slender legs crossed the railing slightly clumsyly, and finally came to the center of the balcony.

Five people in the room.

A person on the balcony.

The right half of the balcony sliding door is open.

The next second, the man suddenly rushed over and thudded, hitting the glass on the left half of the sliding door. The force was so strong that divergent cracks appeared in the place where the glass was hit.

But the man's expression didn't move, as if he couldn't feel the pain.
Chapter completed!