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Chapter 64

 Chapter 64: The Fading City (29)


She had seen what Qin Mubai had done, and even though he seemed to be in good spirits, she no longer dared to get close to him.


Just as the zombie was about to grab the girl, Chu Yao shot it and saved her.


"Thank you, thank you!" The girl trembled, backing away while thanking her repeatedly.


Chu Yao smiled, saying it was nothing, but a flicker of hidden contempt flashed in her eyes. Her gaze returned to Ye Nianchu. Seeing the difference in their strength, she silently made up her mind about something.


When the zombies in front fell, those behind rushed forward, an endless wave.


The number of zombies that had entered the hotel over the past few days, added to those already inside, was overwhelming and terrifying.


They were completely surrounded by zombies.


If they didn’t find a way to escape soon, once they ran out of supplies and ammunition, only a few top fighters would be able to hold on much longer.


Ye Nianchu and Qin Mubai, each covering their side, cut through the zombies like they were slicing vegetables. Their ruthless and efficient movements made it seem like they were handling the situation with ease, even in these chaotic conditions.


The two of them were almost at the intact door at the far end of the room.


He Junheng, with a grim expression, made his way toward Ye Nianchu. His gaze was as sharp as a blood-stained blade, and any zombie that lunged at him was beheaded before it even got close.


Ye Nianchu poured gasoline on the ground in front of He Junheng, then smiled and clapped her hands, pretending not to notice his darkened expression.


"Alliance Master," Chen Tianju said as he approached, "If we keep wasting time, it won’t be easy to get out of here."


The elevator doors had opened, and their men were shooting at the surrounding zombies, sending black blood splattering and piling up the bodies.


The evolved zombies were not only fast and agile but could also attack from the ceiling, making them hard to kill.


They didn’t have a second to waste.


"Brother Junheng, let's go," Chu Yao called from beside the elevator.


Ye Nianchu raised her gun, a cold smile curling at the corner of her mouth, and in the next moment, flames erupted.


The nearby zombies were instantly engulfed in fire, filling the air with the stench of burning flesh. They continued to advance toward the living but fell apart after a few more steps.


"Go!" He Junheng said, finally pulling his gaze away.


At his command, everyone began retreating toward the elevator as more evolved zombies rushed at them.


Chu Yao glanced at the girl next to her and lightly pushed her forward. The girl stumbled out of the elevator.


A dry, decayed hand grabbed her, followed by a terrified scream, and crimson blood splattered on the elevator door.


Chu Yao looked at the closing elevator door without any emotion.


If it weren’t for her, the girl would’ve been dead already; she wouldn’t have survived this long.


The elevator stopped on the fifth floor. As the doors opened, a zombie with only half a face suddenly rushed inside. The person at the front was caught off guard and was almost bitten by the zombie, but his teammates shot it in time.


The tension in his chest eased slightly, but as he looked out, his breath caught again.


Everywhere he looked, the floor was swarming with zombies.


Everyone’s faces turned pale. At that moment, a loud noise came from below, and the entire elevator shook.


An evolved zombie was climbing up the elevator shaft!


They couldn’t stay in the elevator any longer.


They had cleared this floor of zombies before heading down to the second basement level.


There were only two people capable of setting them up like this.


Especially someone like Qin Mubai, who acted as if he were the mastermind. If he could create evolved zombies, it wasn’t surprising that he could pull off something like this.

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