Wang Jieming, who has always been well-behaved and obedient, doesn't understand the severity of these words, but he still remembers them in his heart.

"After all, it's the middle of the night!" He unceremoniously threw away the remaining cigarette butts in his hand, and stepped on them hard, "Also I don’t know what the boss thinks, but fortunately we delayed for a while and didn’t let the zombie eat the old guy!” 

“No! Don’t dawdle, hurry up, the boss asked us to bring him there!”

Two shadows with flashlights listened in front of a warehouse, and one of them groped around and took out a key that reflected light.

The sound of metal rubbing against each other was heard.

At this moment, a 1.6-meter shadow came out from the door of the backyard lightly. His eyes were like sharp black panthers, like ghosts, and he approached the two figures in the blink of an eye.

There was a creaking sound, followed by the sound of the long iron chain being pulled away. After the sound of the creaking iron lock rubbing against each other, creaking, the door opened towards both sides.