739 Disappeared Guards (1/2)

Wang Jian's scalp went numb when he saw the countless zombies crowding on the roads, streets, and alleys.

”What should we do? Are we going to take a detour?” asked a man by Wang Jian's side.

”We definitely need to… There are too many zombies. Not to mention if they'll attack us, they can easily crush us by just jumping on us,” said Wang Jian with a sullen face.

”I guess we have to take a detour, but that means we'll spend an extra night on the journey. Let's rest a little for now,” the man sighed and said, also with a depressed look.

Wang Jian nodded, then turned and went downstairs. He didn't know that Lu Tong and his people who were hiding nearby had grasped his every movement.

”Do it when it gets dark. Don't expose yourselves,” Lu Tong said to Li Honglin and the others.

”I get it,” Li Honglin nodded.

They couldn't just rush out and capture every commoner they saw. Starting a war would do them no good, not to mention the fact that Wang Jian and his people were armed. Therefore, Li Honglin and his people watched Wang Jian and the other commoners from a distance. Fortunately, there were no zombies nearby to cause them difficulties.

Watching Wang Jian and his people fall back and then get stationed in a relatively safer area, Lu Tong and his people were delighted. Those commoners had created them a perfect opportunity for capturing.

That night, Wang Jian arranged a squad of people to guard the site once it got dark. He and his people planned to spend the night in a screening room in the movie theatre which was located on the top floor of the building, and leave the next morning, to take a detour to the new base.

The people under his leadership were all commoners. They weren't as sensitive to the surroundings as zombies or superpowered people. Except for the few who used to serve in the army, most of them were just normal people. Back in Hades Base, they lived average lives. Most of them did simple jobs to earn a small amount of food, and lived in the poor area.

There were a few paths leading to the screening room, each guarded by Wang Jian's people.

A closed passageway which was the furthest away from the screening room was guarded by four people. They were holding their guns in their arms, leaning against the wall.

”It's so cold! I think I'm starving and tired. I want a warm bed so much!” One of the four murmured while letting out a warm breath onto his hands.

”I just want to eat! I would die for a warm grilled chicken!” Said another man. He put the gun before his chest and crossed his arms.

The others nodded in agreement.

Right at that moment, a sound was heard from behind the closed door.

”Something is happening!” One of the four suddenly tightened his face and turned vigilant. He pressed his ear against the door to try and listen more carefully. The others instantly became alert as well.

”What was that sound!” Another man whispered.

”Shh!” The man who had his ear on the door immediately raised a forefinger to signal for the others to be quiet. However, he heard no sound from the outside, as if nothing had happened just now.

After spending a while listening, the man looked at his friends and said confusedly, ”How strange! There was a sound just now, right? Why can't I hear anything now?”

”That's right. We all heard it, right?” Another man asked the other two, and the latter nodded.

At that time, one of them shivered as he rubbed his arms and said, ”Why is it getting colder and colder?”

”Really? It's always this cold! Are you having an illusion?” Another man looked at him, feeling queer.