They started with a few small rooms close to them. Every time the ghost kicked open a door, the skeleton and the single-kill phoenix would raise their guns to shoot at the first time. Even if there were civilians inside, they would not be ruthless.

Because when the ghost kicks open the door, their senses and ears will be disturbed, and they cannot judge even if there is danger inside, so for their own safety, they must shoot the other party first.

Although doing this is inhumane, which one is more valuable, humanitarian or human life? I believe that people with some common sense know it.

A few small rooms were quickly searched, but the room was empty and there were no people.

Finally, they set their eyes on the big room that was the door.

The ghost tiptoed up, because the rooms were empty and there were no people in the previous few, their vigilance also relaxed a lot.

Bang.

The ghost kicked open the door, and the single sword Feng and the skeleton quickly pointed the black muzzle at the door.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot." Suddenly, a human voice came from inside.

The bullet of the single sword phoenix had already been shot out. After hearing the voice, he felt a little regretful, so he quickly turned the gun barrel in one direction, and the bullet finally hit the top of the thatched hut, then penetrated the thatched hut and flew up.

"Who is coming out." Single Dao Feng shouted coldly.

Soon, two people appeared at the door. They were dressed in tatters and haggard, and they were obviously tortured by the recent zombies.

"Have you been bitten?" Shan Daofeng asked.

"No, absolutely not." The two of them were old men, and their bodies looked very weak, as if a gust of wind could blow their bodies to the ground.

"Who are you?"

"We? We are hermits on this mountain." The white-bearded old man's voice was full of self-deprecating and he smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that there was something like that on this mountain. Oh. By the way, were you sent by the army? Are you going to rescue us?" The old man asked excitedly.

"Save someone?" The ghost put down the gun in his hand and sneered.

"We are unable to save ourselves now, how can we save people?" Lao Jiu laughed coldly.

"Huh? Lao Jiu? Why are you here?" At this moment, a female voice came from the room, and then a middle-aged woman in rags walked out of the room.

"Aunt Cuihua? Why are you here too?" Lao Jiu widened his mouth in surprise, and he didn't understand for a long time: "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, don't mention it." As soon as they came here, Aunt Cuihua began to cry: "I don't know either. She slept well at home, but who knew that she would come here inexplicably when she opened her eyes."

"You don't know how you came here?" Lao Jiu asked with wide suspicious eyes.

"Yes, it's not just me, but many people in our village are here."

After Aunt Cuihua said that, several familiar people from Yin Hun came out of the room, but Lao Jiu was the most familiar with these people because they were all from Lao Jiu's village.

"Village Chief, why are you... here too?" What surprised Lao Jiu was that the village chief limped out of the room with the help of two villagers, staring at Lao Jiu with horror: "Lao Jiu, what's going on here...? Why are so many people coming here to eat people?"

"What did you say? You said someone came here to eat people?" Yin Hui asked with an incredible look at them.

"Yes, every time this time comes, a group of zombies will break in and eat people here." The village chief said breathlessly.

"Ah, I understand." Suddenly, Aju, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke: "This must be the place for those zombies to eat, so we went straight to their dining plate."
Chapter completed!