"Just concentrate on watching how the anchor performs."

An Kexun walked into the third floor and found that there was not a single zombie.

It seems that someone organized to clean up the zombies on the third floor.

Thick high heels stepped on the marble floor, dong dong dong.

Of course the people hiding in the lounge could hear it, but their tense heartstrings no longer allowed them to think about whether the person coming was good, bad, or an illusion.

"Knock knock."

The people in the lounge closed their eyes and sighed that what was supposed to come had finally come.

Meng Shutian still looked at her book with an indifferent expression.

"who?"

"People who won't harm you."

An Kexun put his right hand in his pocket and said indifferently.

"How do I know if you will harm us?"

"Then how about I catch a living zombie now?"
Chapter completed!