"What? Someone is looking for me? Where?" Tang Zheng was overjoyed. The effort of sending out radio signals had not been in vain.
"I've arranged for them on the third floor!" The student who brought the message spoke, and then saw Tang Zheng zoom up the stairs like a bolt of lightning, reaching speeds so incredible he could have won a world sprinting championship.
When Tang Zheng reached the third floor, Xu Liangmao was squatting in the hallway, wolfing down a bowl of instant noodles. His protective clothing was torn and stained with thick blood. Even from a distance, a strong stench could be smelled.
"Group Leader!" Seeing Tang Zheng, Xu Liangmao sprung to his feet and gulped down the noodles in his mouth, his face beaming with joy, "Are you alright?"
"Brother Xu." Tang Zheng ran up to the miserable man, patted him on the arm, then turned his head towards the dormitory, "Sis-in-law, Nianqi, you're both safe. That's great."
