Seeing the surroundings empty, the burly man's face lit up with joy.

Indeed, only with courage can one escape and embrace a new life.

As he ran, his mind still raced, recalling Old Huang and the others left behind, a mocking expression crossing his face.

But, as he continued running, he sensed something was not right.

No one!

From the warehouse to the central area, people were still exchanging fire, but as he ran towards the outer area, he nearly saw no one.

Quickly.

He reached the walls they had built during the day.

Not right!

If there was no one on the way here, fine, but if there's no one guarding the walls, who's watching the place?

He was about to climb the wall to take a look outside and choose a route to escape at night. Although he might get caught in the zombie tide, taking a chance could help him survive. Anyway, it's better than staying here as a slave.

But in the next second, a zombie's roar sounded a few meters away.

Roar!

"Damn, Zombies have gotten in!" The burly man looked at the nearby zombies, momentarily dazed, his eyes full of shock.

He truly didn't expect that such a stronghold of the Motorcycle Gang could have zombies!

"Run!"

He mumbled, as if trying to command his legs with his words.

After saying that, he dashed in the opposite direction of the incoming zombies. Zombies had gotten in, it's over, all over now.

Hmm? He suddenly remembered what Old Huang said earlier in the warehouse.

If zombies are in, at this moment, the Motorcycle Gang's stronghold is the safest place.

The warehouse where they were held is definitely a good place.

To strictly detain them as slaves, they reinforced the originally enclosed warehouse, making it very difficult for them to escape.

But now, it's become a safe place.

They can't get out, but neither can the zombies get in. Ah.

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned east; he knew where to go now.

After the zombies came in, some escaped slaves ran into each other.

One or two people ran back, catching the attention of others who were captured as slaves, and soon they all knew the zombies had gotten in.

They all thought of the same place and started running towards the warehouse where they were originally detained.

The faction of Bald Cai, who were in an internal conflict with Old Ghost's loyalists, naturally saw those slaves running out, but they couldn't deal with them now.

Until zombies started appearing behind them as well.

"Zombies have gotten in, ceasefire, ceasefire!" Bald Cai shot a zombie in the back, shouting at the other side.

However, there were two guys over there who were good friends with the man Bald Cai killed. They were enraged now and couldn't listen to anything.

They were determined to kill Bald Cai, so they fired two shots at his exposed position.

"Are you crazy? I said the zombies are in; didn't you assign anyone to guard? Damn it...."

As he spoke, he retreated rightwards, trying to avoid the zombies closing in from behind and also avoid being shot by those opposite.

Caught in a dilemma, perilous situations arose.

Bald Cai was filled with intense regret; if he hadn't plotted, maybe none of this would've happened. But now, it was too late for anything.

"Ah!" In the crossfire, someone next to him was bitten by a zombie.

The firepower opposite suddenly weakened a lot. Bald Cai poked his head up and saw zombies emerging over there too. The appearance of zombies finally woke Old Ghost's loyalists, who started resisting the zombies immediately.

Watching those people caught in the zombie crowd, Bald Cai's face lit up with joy, and he immediately dashed toward a house on the right.

.....

The stronghold of the Motorcycle Gang.

Inside the warehouse holding the slaves, the short man Jiu Ge suddenly took a few steps forward, sticking to the edge, listening to the commotion outside.

"Do you feel that the zombie roars are getting closer to us?" Jiu Ge asked the subordinate next to him.

The subordinate pricked up his ears to listen, then nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I heard it too."

Jiu Ge's face changed, and he quickly walked toward the iron gate.

At this moment, Old Huang's brow furrowed more tightly as he listened to the sounds outside.

Thump, thump, thump—

A dense and disorderly sound of footsteps came from outside the warehouse.

Old Huang watched the warehouse entrance closely, the distance from the entrance to the railings confining them was about twenty meters. Being blocked, they couldn't see outside.

In the next second, a few figures suddenly appeared at the entrance.

"Zombies, zom-zombies have come in. Let me in quickly."

"Open the door, I need to get in."

"It's over, it's over, outside is full of zombies."

.....

They stumbled, running towards the railings while shouting to the people inside the warehouse.

"Lock the door! Quickly lock the door!"

The short man Jiu Ge had just walked over, seeing those running in from the entrance, and immediately shouted out.

As soon as the words fell, the people he had ordered to stand at the gate immediately pulled the thick iron door, locked it, and then tightened it with an iron chain, securing it.

"No, don't!!" Someone who had run out saw the iron gate closing, and screamed in despair.

"Old Jiu, you bastard, open the door quickly."

"Fuck your mother, open the damn door, you son of a bitch."