Song Youzhi gripped the iron door tightly and turned to the clerk, Xiao Zhu. "Come hold this."
His gaze shifted to three old-fashioned electrical cabinets to the side. He pointed. "I'll try dragging those over to barricade the door."
Xiao Zhu, the clerk, was deathly pale with fright. He bit his lip and nodded vigorously.
Fortunately, the mindless zombies had no idea how to open doors and could only pound on the iron gate from the other side.
But the sound was deafening, and the pounding seemed to echo deep in one's soul, scaring Xiao Zhu badly.
Song Youzhi ran over to pull on an old electrical cabinet, expecting it to take a Herculean effort.
Unexpectedly, with a single pull, he lifted the entire cabinet with ease.
He froze for a moment, stunned, but didn't hesitate for long. He quickly dragged the electrical cabinet over to Xiao Zhu and used it to block the doorway.
Then he dragged the other two over as well.
