The pit has been dug up, and this is waiting for a group of zombies to let Wang Yuee put her helmet on her head.
With a wave of his hand, Wu Gang said, "OK, let's go."
Half an hour later, the main street like the parking lot was finally completed. The crowd was relieved, especially Xu Jiaming, who jumped up and down and carried on Wang Yuee at the same time, which greatly consumed his physical strength. Moreover, he was deeply sorry for slowing down the procession, although Wang Yuee did not have such feelings at all.
Because the pedestrian street is forbidden for vehicles to enter, the whole street is extremely quiet, even the few mindless zombies wandering in the street can't break this impression.
"Angkor, shall we still go to the roof?" Wang Dahao looked at the street and remembered his previous plan.
"This... seems unnecessary." Wu Gang was going to lead several people forward, while Wang Dabiao walked to the front of the team with a kitchen knife.