Damn zombies, how dare they disguise themselves as humans!

A few meters away from the pet store,

Director Qian raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop.

The fat man wasn't stupid; even with Luo Tian's assurance, he didn't rush in recklessly.

"You, go inside and check the situation."

Turning around and glancing around, Director Qian pointed to a man with a crew cut.

The other four people quickly echoed in perfect unison:

"Look carefully, don't be careless."

"Don't worry, there won't be any danger. This is just to be on the safe side."

"If there are zombies, run if there are a lot of them, and if there are only a few, use your baseball bat to clear them out."

"Don't be afraid, we'll keep watch outside. If there's any danger, we'll come in and rescue you immediately."

The man with the crew cut was pale and his body was trembling slightly.

He knows these people very well.

They say nice things, but what are they really like?

If danger arises, no one will come to his rescue; instead, they will immediately run away.

This is also the main reason why they have been able to survive until now; it's almost as if they've been built on the blood of countless people.

Originally, their group consisted of dozens of people from the same department who escaped together from their workplace after the zombie virus outbreak.

During this period,

In their struggle for survival, some were forced into houses to search for food, only to be devoured by zombies that suddenly appeared.

In an attempt to escape, some people were pushed into the pursuing horde of corpses, buying precious time for others to flee.

And each time, the selection was based on the position.

Whoever has the lowest rank is chosen to take risks or die.

In the end, only six of them remained.

He currently holds the lowest position among the six.

Although the crew-cut man really didn't want to go and risk getting into trouble, he had no choice. If he didn't obey, he would be beaten to death by the group.

This kind of thing has happened before. There was a junior employee who was beaten to death for disobeying orders. He was one of the people who participated in the beating.

It's just that this time it was his turn.

Taking a deep breath, the crew-cut man gripped the baseball bat tightly in both hands and walked shakily into the pet store.

Their figures gradually disappeared from sight.

After a moment, the crew-cut man appeared in the doorway, his tense expression returning to relaxation: "It's safe, there's nothing inside."

"Everything is under control!"

Director Qian chuckled softly, his expression calm and composed, as if he had expected this all along.

Given Luo Tian's skills, if he really wanted to harm them, why bother letting them enter a building infested with zombies? Wouldn't it have been better to just take action directly?

Conversely, it means that Luo Tian was indeed persuaded by them and wanted to use their status and position to seek a better way out and future in the apocalypse. That's why he was willing to be a dog and lead them to this safe hiding place that had been cleared in advance.

We just sent someone in to check first, just out of caution.

After all, better safe than sorry.

The pet store, like other buildings, was a mess, with overturned tables and chairs scattered everywhere.

The difference is that there are many more cages of various sizes, probably for holding pets.

But at this moment, there were no pets in these cages scattered around, stained with dried blood, nor could there be any.

If left unfed for months, even if they don't starve to death, they'll be eaten by passing zombies.

After looking around the store, Director Qian noticed the stairs at the corner and casually asked, "Have you checked upstairs yet?"

"I just forgot."

The crew-cut man hurriedly said, "But since there are no zombies downstairs, there definitely won't be any upstairs either. Besides, that kid cleared it out, so there's no way any could have escaped."

"Let's go up and take another look."

Director Qian waved his hand: "Just to be on the safe side."

"Yes, sir, I'll go right away."

Finding that the pet shop was not dangerous, the crew-cut man was no longer as resistant as before, and agreed before heading towards the stairs.

The other four immediately stepped forward and cleared a place to stand in the messy shop.

"Director, please have a seat and rest for a while."

The bespectacled woman very considerately pulled up a reasonably intact chair, placed it on the table, and looked at Director Qian with a fawning smile.

She was originally this fat man's secretary. She survived the zombie outbreak and wasn't abandoned because of her flattery, decent looks, and good figure.

The latter, in particular.

For a woman to reach this position, some sacrifices are necessary.

There's a saying that goes, "When there's work to be done, the secretary will do it; when there's nothing to do, what will they do?"

After Director Qian sat down with satisfaction, the woman with glasses and the other three, who had just finished tidying up, also sat around the table.

"Speaking of which, the director is truly brilliant; he managed to get that kid completely under his thumb with just a few words."

"Of course! With the director's skill and wisdom, dealing with this kind of person should be a piece of cake!"

"There's no need for any tricks. With our director's presence, he can intimidate that kid just by standing there."

"Exactly! No matter how strong or skilled that kid is, when he sees our director, he'll just become a docile lapdog, completely at our beck and call."

The people around the table were all talking at once, showering Director Qian with obsequious flattery.

Those who have survived to this day are no pushovers; at the very least, their flattery skills are no less than that of the woman with glasses, otherwise they wouldn't have gotten this position.

Some time ago, they were isolated and helpless, their survival was uncertain, and they hid in various buildings in fear, not having the mind to think about anything else.

But now that there is hope of leaving the city, I will definitely need Director Qian's connections, so I will have to do my best to curry favor with him.

The effect is also very good.

Just look at the blissful expression on Director Qian's smiling, chubby face; he's even a little smug.

With safety guaranteed and no longer needing to live in fear of losing their lives, the mood is even better.

"Hey, where's Xiao Liu?"

After a long pause, someone finally remembered the crew-cut man and turned to look at the stairs: "Hasn't he come down yet after all this time?"

"That Xiao Liu, he's always so slow in getting things done. I've talked to him about this problem before. Never mind, Lao Zhou, go upstairs and take a look."

Director Qian frowned in displeasure, but he wasn't nervous at all.

If you encounter a zombie, or even if you are pounced on, you will at least be able to scream and won't be bitten to death immediately.

The absence of screams indicates that there is absolutely no danger.

"Yes, Director."

The middle-aged man named Lao Zhou quickly got up.

But then he stopped abruptly, asking suspiciously, "Did you hear anything?"

sound?

Everyone instinctively held their breath.

The quiet environment allowed them to quickly hear a faint, almost inaudible whistling sound, much like snoring, only much more rapid.

Before they could react, a huge black shadow flashed down the stairs.

next moment,

"Whoosh—"

"Aaaaaah!"

"Bang bang bang!!!"

Amidst the sharp whistling sound,

Accompanied by piercing screams and splattering blood,

The five people at the table instantly exploded, scattered and flew in all directions, then crashed heavily to the ground and rolled far away.

After the chaotic scene calmed down, three of them had their necks and chests almost pierced, bleeding profusely, and died on the spot without a sound.

Only the woman with glasses and Director Qian fared slightly better, but they were also seriously injured.

One person's face looked as if it had been plowed by an iron hook, with several deep wounds, flesh torn open, blood gushing out, and heart-wrenching screams echoing through the air.

The other person also suffered a chest injury, which was extremely gruesome, resembling a lump of mud, but the thick layer of fat in his obese body saved his life.

The excruciating pain that penetrated to the bone made their condition quite unimaginable.

But soon,

Upon seeing the dark figure lying on the ground, their agonizing screams instinctively ceased, and they stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

What the hell is this?

Black Panther?

How did a leopard end up here?