Devil's girlfriend of the last days

Boom!

After that, the wailing voice was gone.

I don't know what has exploded on it.

But this has nothing to do with Fang Mo. He just turned his head and slowly said: "A few minutes?"

"About five minutes."

Xie Mingyuan stared at the watch, and after replying, he asked: "Boss, I heard that some super talents like the top floor the most. In such ten minutes, is it impossible to get down?"

"will not."

Fang Mo shook his head.

"If you are really elite, you can get down."

"Also, luck is also a very useful thing in this world, just like you and Wei Guangde."

"I have never seen anyone with better luck than the two of you."

He always remembered.

At the beginning, surrounded by zombies, these two people seemed to have been in a bush of thousands of flowers.

This is luck.

In the apocalypse, sometimes strength may not be the best, but luck is definitely the most useful.

Think about it, what happens if a monster is staring at someone, and even starts to attack, but another creature suddenly ran out next to him?

I can definitely run away.

This is the use of luck.

In the same way, these two people also proved this point perfectly.

The things the two of them experienced were really not too small, but nothing happened to the two of them. Not only that, but the better they lived.

So what Fang Mo was looking for was not only the elite, but also great luck.

At the same time, there was another point he did not say.

It's simple.

If you even run down from the top floor and run into zombies later, can you run away?

The one here was picked up casually, even the obedient, they have the ability to face zombies alone, although the monster is not good, but this monster is still in an extremely unsuitable situation.

It is precisely because of this, as long as you can adapt to the zombies temporarily.

But if they can't even run, or if they can't grasp the opportunity, then what kind of elite are they?

A little bit of time passed.

No one seemed to run down, and even the window that was seen from the outside of the glass did not pass by.

This made Fang couldn't help but fall into contemplation. Is he really not attractive enough?

But soon, his thoughts were thrown aside.

No one is more attractive than him.

In this world, he is definitely more attractive than a beauty.

Strength can guarantee safety.

Therefore, if those people do not come down, they can only prove that these people have no plans to come down, so what are they waiting for?

If you don't even know the opportunity to grasp, even if it is temptation, can such a person be called an elite?

Can't.

They are waste at best.

Fang Mo shook his head.

He was thinking about whether to leave, but he thought that the time he had set was ten minutes, so he waited patiently.

One minute……

Two minutes...

three minutes!

At the last second.

Fang Mo stood up directly, with a sneer on his face, and said: "Okay, it seems that the people here are not ready to come out. Let's go to Liudong District. It is the most important thing to get you up as soon as possible. of……"

"wait!"

Before the words were finished, two young men ran down.

Followed by two men who were about forty years old.

Judging from their dress and performance, they should have been elites.

Especially two young people.

Those who are bald at a young age must be among the elite.

Fang Mo ignored them, but looked at Xie Mingyuan.

"There are less than ten seconds left, ten, nine, eight, seven..." Xie Mingyuan answered Fang Mo's question in the simplest way.

He nodded and murmured: "If that's the case, wait a minute."

Whoosh whoosh!

After several figures arrived, at the same time, Xie Mingyuan also counted the number to zero.

Fang Mo glanced behind him, turned his head, and spoke very calmly: "Sorry, you are late, so you guys, just go back."

Almost a dozen people stood beside him.

As for the one who just rushed downstairs, obviously more.

but.

It is said that ten minutes is ten minutes, even if it comes out after the last second, there is no chance.

Not to mention, they didn't even run in front of Fang Mo.

To know.

Fang Mo was calculated according to the speed of the zombies.

Even if you run down from the top floor, as long as you have a normal physique and a little willpower, you can get down from above.

In other words, as long as you run in front of him, you are considered to be out of the control of the zombies.

And those people did not do this.

What does it mean?

In other words, under the same conditions, if there are zombies chasing after them, several people may have been chased by the zombies now.

Maybe they didn't explode with their strongest strength, and they even ran over when they saw other people coming down.

But again, opportunities are always for those who cherish.

Since they don't cherish it, why should he give it?

"Liar!"

"We walked for so long before coming down. Please take us and leave."

"Yeah, I was on the eighth floor. I ran all the way down and almost lost my strength..."

The rough sound of wheezing came from their mouths.

And they also seemed to have no power, standing there dare not come over.

No one knows who will be the next to be hit by the rocket launcher, they will not bet.

"I said, ten minutes is ten minutes."

Fang Mo couldn’t explain, let alone express his thoughts. He said to Xie Mingyuan: "You will arrange these people. Then it depends on whether they can keep up. Anyone who can’t keep up can be directly. Throw it away. In the last days, escape is the most basic thing. If you can't even do this, then what use is there for them?"

"Understand, don't worry, boss!" Xie Mingyuan did not have a hippie smile, and solemnly agreed to come down, and then began to ask: "How many floors did you come down from?"

"Top floor..." The man was crying, "I, I can't run anymore."

"Is that so? What about you?"

Xie Mingyuan seemed to be thinking, glanced at the unremarkable smell behind everyone.

"I am also on the top floor." This is another middle-aged man, his face is also extremely bitter: "When we heard the opportunity, we went down, but we didn't expect that we would have to run..."

"How about you?"

"Twelfth Floor..."

"What about you? The seventh floor?"

...

After completing the inquiries one by one, Xie Mingyuan asked them to stand in an orderly manner, followed by another sideways question: "People who lie, do you know what the consequences are?"

"Understand, understand!" A dozen people nodded, and they still dare not lie about this matter.

These are all top people, all of them are very smart.