Luo Qing glanced at him, then at the flame gathered at the end of his finger. "You had better."
There was no fear in her voice, which Lingyun appreciated, but that didn't make him like the woman. After all, fear made people stupid, and he had already spent enough time surrounded by stupidity for one day.
Seriously, someone needed to become competent because he was really starting to lose the little bit of his mind that was left.
Chenghai leaned into the crowbar again and opened the gap wide enough for Luo Qing to slide one hand between the doors. She selected a long metal pick, pushed it through, and began feeling for the lock she could not see.
But the second the smell of her hands, her warmth, got close to them, the zombies reacted to her immediately.
