The Boss is Very Busy

The zombies on each floor were resolved, and the building was sealed off again. Not many people came here. Although it was a mess, there was still a lot of food left. Two girls took school bags and packed food in.

Everyone was exhausted sitting on the ground, Li Yang leaned against the wall, "This old thing must feel that we are here before sending zombies."

Lao Lin nodded and agreed with his idea.

"If this has always been the case, then we can't find him at all."

Chen Lanxin couldn't help but said: "Then we can be considered as having no way to escape."

As soon as this sentence came out, the atmosphere among everyone was a bit solemn.

At this time, the building suddenly began to shake violently, as if it were about to be an earthquake, and it was unsteady. It seemed that the next moment, there would be an explosion here. Several people suddenly widened their eyes, and Wu Yuqin took his girlfriend's hand. , A little frightened, "What's the matter?"

Old Lin said silently, "Didn't Dr. Qian also do it?"

Gu Mo quickly looked at MuMian, watching her standing in the corner, and just about to walk over, a long figure approached first and pulled her closer to her arms. Gu Mo stopped abruptly.

Wen Shumu lowered his head, calmly said: "Don't be afraid, close your eyes."

MuMian leaned in his arms and closed his eyes obediently, "I'm not afraid."

MuMian gripped the corner of his clothes tightly, feeling the other party pulling him.

There were constantly smashing things down on the top of the head, and several people almost fleeing around. After hearing a loud noise, MuMian was squeezed tightly in his arms, and his eyes fell into darkness.

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With consciousness again, everything around is quiet, is there water dripping?

MuMian moved her fingers, but she didn't feel any discomfort in her body. She stood up, and suddenly there was movement around her. Only then did MuMian realize that she seemed to be still in her arms.

Her sight was dim, and she couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly, so she could only tentatively shout: "Little brother?"

Almost instantly, the other party responded: "Well, I am."

The man's voice is magnetic and deep, as calm as ever, but always gives people a strong sense of security.

MuMian blinked and hugged him back: "Where are we now?"

"It should have fallen into the basement of the building." Wen Shumu picked him up, put it on his lap, patted her on the back, and gently soothed: "It's probably only us here."

Hearing this sentence, MuMian was stunned: "You mean they are gone?"

"Ok."

MuMian was silent, and she queried it in her head, but she didn't find the mission failed, so she was relieved.

Then it should just be separated, and the other people are still alive.

Upon hearing a piece of news, MuMian leaned on his chest in relief, "Are we trapped here?"

"Not necessarily." The man hugged her tightly, pressed his lips to her forehead, and responded calmly.

"I've checked the surrounding area just now. It's night time. It won't be so dark here until tomorrow morning. Then, I will come and you will go out."

MuMian nodded: "OK."

Wen Shumu touched her head, "Are you still sleepy?"

She should have been asleep for a long time. At this moment, MuMian was not sleepy at all, and she shook her head.

"A little hungry."

"Yeah." Wen Shumu rubbed his body and found out the favorite snacks of MuMian. He was about to give it to her, but realized that the environment was very dark at the moment, and his movements stopped again, "Don't move. I feed you."