The final floor, upon reaching it, both Lei Tong and Old Xu came to an abrupt halt.
Despair! The brink of death!
As far as the eye could see, in the corridor, five rooms on each side, still showed no signs of being opened, just like the bottom floor.
Lei Tong stepped forward, tugging at each door handle, and by the time he reached the last one, he shook it furiously until Old Xu called his name from behind, finally halting his actions.
"What do we do? Commander! There's nowhere left to hide; we can only fight them!"
Yes, what should we do? Old Xu's brows furrowed tightly together.
The current situation was incredibly unfavorable for him and Lei Tong.
They were outnumbered and under-equipped compared to the ruffians below.
Even if they managed to deal with the pursuing ruffians, how would they handle the zombies that would follow?
Meanwhile, the survivors a hundred meters away were also discussing strategies.
