Chapter 67: The resurrection of Wu Chusheng?

At this moment, Wang Yong spoke to his nephew, Wang Cai, who was standing nearby.

“Wang Cai, bring some food over and then help me see Wu Daye off.”

He then turned to Wu Daye and said,

“Wu Daye, I will get the materials as soon as possible. I will have to trouble you again then.”

Wu Daye just smiled apologetically.

“No trouble, no trouble at all. It’s what I should do.”

Finally, after receiving the food from Wang Yong, Wu Daye left the property warehouse with Li Dama.

As they left, Wang Yong specifically glanced at Li Dama.

He found it very strange; usually, she would talk endlessly.

Why was she so quiet today?

However, Wang Yong didn’t pay too much attention.

After all, she had only recently lost her son, so a change in her temperament was understandable.

Seeing Wang Cai return, Wang Yong gave him instructions.

“Now, have people take turns watching Liang Yu’s house.”

“Report any movement to me, remember, any movement.”

Wang Cai, seeing that Wang Yong had no further instructions, prepared to go out and make arrangements.

Just then, Wang Yong suddenly called out to him.

“Wait, these two days, give each person on outdoor watch an extra bowl of stewed meat.”

“Also, tell them that anyone who wants to eat meat can participate in the watch. I am not limiting participation to only security personnel.”

“Just let them know when to do what needs to be done.”

Seeing Wang Yong dismiss him again, Wang Cai went to arrange things as instructed.

On the other side, the main group chat was already in chaos.

They could still accept things like the Equalizer of Sentient Beings.

After all, the Equalizer of Sentient Beings that had appeared so far couldn’t penetrate walls.

But this explosion began to cause panic among them.

Some people believed it was the sound of a bomb exploding.

Others believed it was an explosion caused by a gas cylinder privately stored in an owner’s home.

Neither side’s supporters could convince the other.

However, the side supporting the bomb explosion even argued that no one in the community would be so reckless as to secretly store a full gas cylinder.

After all, every household now had natural gas installed.

This argument was too idealistic; a gas cylinder could not really be considered ‘secretly stored’ as it was inherently legal.

In many areas, there were still many people using gas cylinders; it was just that most buildings had natural gas installed, which was more convenient to use.

Subsequently, some owners brought up old news.

They thoroughly refuted the person who said there were no gas cylinders in the community.

“Who said there are no gas cylinders in the community?”

“Have you all forgotten the explosion cases on the first floor of Building 1 and Building 4 last year?”

This sentence instantly awakened the owners’ selectively forgotten memories.

As the memories of the explosion cases returned to everyone’s minds.

Most people silently accepted the explanation of a gas cylinder explosion.

They no longer mentioned anything about bombs.

It was also a form of self-protection.

And the large group chat for Building 9 was also not peaceful.

1701 Deng Yicheng: “Didn’t Li Dama say that Wu Chusheng was already seriously ill?”

1701 Deng Yicheng: “@1202 Wu Jue, I remember you handled the matters concerning Li Dama’s family at that time.”

1701 Deng Yicheng: “Why did I just hear movement in the hallway? I looked through the peephole, and there was a figure wandering around. From the silhouette, it looked like Wu Chusheng.”

At this point, Wu Jue didn’t come out, but Zhang Bolang appeared to assert his presence.

801 Zhang Bolang: “@1202 Wu Jue, Little Wu, you are responsible for this matter. When you do something, you must see it through from beginning to end. Go and see what’s going on.”

801 Zhang Bolang: “Once you figure it out, come back and tell everyone, and let everyone rest assured.”

1202 Wu Jue: “Okay, Brother Lang, I’m heading over to take a look now.”

After Wu Jue replied to Zhang Bolang, his face visibly darkened.

Ever since Zhang Bohai was injured and recuperating, all matters had been handed over to Zhang Bolang.

Zhang Bolang, regardless of the size of the matter, threw everything to him to handle.

Afterward, he didn’t even ask for results; as long as it was thrown out, it was considered handled.

Every day, he was just busy messing around with Hu Lili.

Even several times, for trivial matters, as small as just going to get something, he would make him come downstairs to get it for him.

These past few days had left him physically and mentally exhausted.

Wu Jue’s patience with Zhang Bolang was almost at its limit.

All that was missing was an opportunity and a fuse.

Now, he had to deal with Wu Chusheng’s matter again.

Wu Jue pulled two owners with him and went up to the 17th floor together.

When the three arrived at the entrance of the 17th-floor hallway, they didn’t go any further inside.

Because at this moment, they indeed heard movement coming from the hallway on the 17th floor.

The three looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

One of the bolder owners shouted twice into the dim hallway.

After he shouted, the hallway immediately fell silent.

After hearing the silence, the three, who had originally relaxed slightly, prepared to look inside through the half-open door.

Just then, one of them took out his phone and turned on its flashlight.

A relatively bright white light emanated from the phone.

But at this moment, there was movement in the hallway again.

They heard chaotic footsteps approaching them.

The person holding the phone quickly directed the light towards the half-open door.

The next moment, a rotten, maggot-infested face entered their line of sight.

The half-open door was not propped open by anything.

The weight of a human body easily pushed it open.

Besides the visual impact, there was also an unbearable stench that almost made them faint.

The three saw the figure push open the door and immediately collapse onto the floor.

They quickly pulled back some distance, covering their mouths and noses.

One person recognized him; it was Wu Chusheng, who had been in the room earlier.

He spoke with a bit of fear.

“He… he, didn’t he already die? How can he still move? Is he a zombie?”

Wu Jue made the other two retreat a bit further with him.

Then he tried to call the person’s name.

“Wu Chusheng!! Wu Chusheng!! Answer me!!”

However, the Wu Chusheng he spoke of did not speak.

After hearing the source of the sound, two broken hands actually propped up the body.

At this moment, another person also took out his phone, and with the help of the two phones’ lights, they could barely make out Wu Chusheng’s appearance.

His gaze was dull, and the rotten, maggot-infested face could not hide his haggardness and emaciation.

Saliva dripped continuously from his mouth, and the movements of his limbs were very stiff.

The three felt extremely frightened seeing Wu Chusheng trying to stand up.

Fortunately, they maintained some distance at this point, and Wu Chusheng did not attack them.

Wu Jue also took out his phone at this time, and with the help of the other two’s phone lights, he recorded a video of Wu Chusheng’s current state.

Then, he led the other two and quickly evacuated the 17th floor.

As for Wu Chusheng, they didn’t bother with him, leaving him to struggle on the ground.

The three ran away very quickly when they left, fearing that Wu Chusheng would chase after them.