Fire
This reminded Su Qingyu of the charred corpse on the fourth floor.
"We can't escape. None of us can escape." The woman in the red dress complained. Her dark eyes widened and bloodshot. "The property management guys don't care about anything at all. They only arranged two temporary security guards for such a large community.
Maybe they let those bastards in here on purpose. If everyone here is dead, there is no need to renovate the old neighborhood, they can just bulldoze it and rebuild it.
Those bastards climbed up the water pipe to the top floor, and that stupid woman on the seventh floor didn't install security bars outside her window.
I heard that they broke in from the seventh floor and killed many people. The old lady on the sixth floor was afraid of death and helped the bad guys cook with her son. "
"Did he set the fire on the fourth floor?"
The woman paused, looking confused for a moment: "When did the fourth floor catch fire?"
What she just said about burning the house was just something she said in anger.
Su Qingyu: "You don't know?"
The corridors on the fourth floor were originally filled with charred corpses.
The woman in the red dress shook her head and murmured, "I have told you everything I know. You can leave now. I need to breastfeed my child..."
Wen Xuecha stopped the woman in the red dress and said, "Wait, are you sure there is no way out of the first floor?"
The woman in the red dress grabbed Wen Xuecha's injured wrist and squeezed her wound hard. Her sharp nails pierced her skin, causing Wen Xuecha to scream in pain.
"If you don't want to leave, stay and take care of my child." The woman in the red skirt lowered her head and sniffed the wound of Xuecha, and said viciously, "Blood is as nourishing as milk. Keep nourishing it, and the blood will keep coming."
"Let me go, I'm leaving!"
Wen Xuecha tried desperately to pull her hands back, but the woman in the red dress let go of Wen Xuecha. Due to inertia, she fell backwards. Fortunately, Su Qingyu caught her in time.
"Hehehe." The woman in the red dress stared at them and grinned evilly.
"Everyone on this floor has gone crazy, just like in the first instance." Wen Xuecha puffed out her cheeks, and she pulled Su Qingyu to leave this place of trouble, "Sister Yu, you are right, we can't stay here, this world will collapse sooner or later, and if we stay here until the end, there is only one way, death.
Since it was the property management company that let the construction team in, they must know the way to leave!"
Su Qingyu nodded, and she also planned to start with the construction team.
The two came to the fourth floor, where thick smoke billowed and the air smelled like burning. Room 404 was ablaze with flames.
The people in the room were packed together like sardines in a can. As the fire spread, they stretched out their charred hands and called for help.
Su Qingyu dialed the property management's phone and the call went off a few times.
"Hello, what's the matter? This is the security room. Can you residents make sure before calling if you have any questions?" The voice on the other end was impatient.
"A household on the fourth floor is on fire."
"We can't do anything about this matter!" The person on the other side of the security room hung up the phone.
Su Qingyu frowned, and they left the fourth floor and came to the third floor.
The aroma of food wafted from the floor.
The old lady on the sixth floor, carrying an empty basket, greeted them and left in the elevator.