The three locked the door and quickened their pace.
A large group of people walked towards them. They were all dressed in an extraordinary manner, but their movements were aggressive. Everyone had an angry expression on their faces as they blocked their way.
"You bunch of brats! Who allowed you to open the door?"
"There are heaps of zombies outside. Are you letting them in to kill us?"
A tall and strong man in a security uniform took the lead and rushed over. He pointed an electric baton at them angrily and asked, "Which villa are you the owners of?"
As he spoke, his eyes glowed and he quickly glanced at their bulging backpacks.
Tang Mingchu pushed away the electric baton that was almost pointing at his face. Who do you think you are? Why should I tell you?"
"Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!" The security guard's face darkened. "If you can't tell me where you're staying, then get out. We don't welcome outsiders here!"
