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Chapter 203
Alan was about to go crazy with fright. She pounded on the door and shouted, "Let me out! Let me out! I'm innocent! Village chief, you can't do this to me!"

"If you have time to shout, why don't you tell us what's going on with these zombies?" Song Qi raised his head and said.

The players stood in the yard, and the zombies stretched out their hands, and they smoked as soon as they touched the sun, and then stared at them eagerly.

It is impossible to enter the Buddhist hall again. Song Qi guessed that Alan just wanted to close the door of the Buddhist hall. Seeing that Alan failed, the village chief outside simply locked the door as well, trying to consume them to death.

There is a step over there, and now the zombies are crowded on the step and looking at them.

A knife rested on Alan's neck, and the player looked angry, "I asked you to talk, didn't you hear?"

Alan shivered for a moment, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

The zombies over there were still screaming, and Wu Dongfengyun sprinkled glutinous rice over there.

The zombie quickly jumped back.

"Say!" The man approached a little more with a knife.

"They are all villagers—" Alan shouted, with a drop of cold sweat falling on his forehead.

"We, we don't know why people who have been on the ground can still fake corpses, and become zombies when they are scratched. Some of these people are already dead, and some are scratched."

The players all looked at the person who was scratched before.

The man quickly raised his arm and said, "I'm really fine now."

Except for his pale face, everything is fine.

Alan also glanced at him, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"What's the situation with Mrs. Zhao of the Zhao family?" Song Qi asked suddenly.

Alan shrank his pupils, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I have no relationship with the Zhao family, I don't know."

"Kill it." Wudong Fengyun stood aside and said.

The player immediately slashed down with a knife.

Alan didn't tell the situation of the Zhao family until his death, so it seems that he really didn't know.

The zombies here are still gathered there, if they are all villagers, why is Mrs. Zhao not in there?
There has been no movement from the Zhao family for the past two days.

When the funeral is over and they leave the village, it should be waiting for Mrs. Zhao to be buried.

But Mrs. Zhao is a zombie now, I don't know how his children will deal with this matter.

"Is there any Zhao family here?" Lin Jiahui searched among the group of zombies.

Song Qi shook her head, she didn't see anyone from the Zhao family.

Someone was banging on the door. The door was so thick that it couldn't be opened for a while.

Wu Dong Fengyun also looked at the gate and the courtyard wall, and then saw a torch flying in.

The torches fell to the ground, not only this one, more than a dozen torches flew in together.

The yard is empty, there is no place to hide, only inside the Buddhist hall, but there are zombies over there, and the number cannot be seen clearly.

Among these players, there were gold fingers who had no defense, they broke in with glutinous rice and black dog blood, and stood on the steps.

"These troublemakers." The player trembled with anger, and was wary of the zombies approaching.

"Not too good." Wu Dong Fengyun looked at the courtyard wall.

There were still torches thrown in, and some people even stepped on the ladder, poured oil into it, and threw a few pots of oil in.

The flames sprang up all of a sudden, approaching them.

There are zombies in the front and fire in the back, and the players are in a stalemate.

They kept throwing glutinous rice, forcing the zombies to retreat into the Buddhist hall, and then locked the door.

Now the zombies started knocking on the door, but they couldn't say that it was safe now.

(End of this chapter)