However, what answered him was dead silence, as if the commotion he had heard just now was just his imagination.
Xiao Zhou took a tentative step forward, and the sound of rapid breathing filled the entire building.
"Gang Zi, come out quickly!" As he said this, he held the gun in his hand and walked over with a trembling body.
Although he was usually boisterous around Brother Peng, he was more timid than anyone else at the critical moment. Even when he wanted to go to the toilet previously, he had to drag Brother Peng along with him.
He had forgotten his fear because he was too sleepy just now, but now, he had already woken up from the cold wind. His mind had long been paralyzed by the unknown fear.
His dragging footsteps kept rubbing against the dusty ground, leaving two clear footprints on the cement floor.
As he got closer to the wall, he suddenly smelled an extremely unpleasant stench in the air.
