A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 11

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There is a prison near here.

It should be that when the zombies broke out, there was chaos everywhere, and a few of them escaped from the prison.

Bei Nuan was relieved, the plot was not skewed at all, it was exactly the same as the original book.

The three who came in were all people.

In fact, it doesn't matter even if it's not human, with Lu Xingchi, it's easy to get a few zombies.

Seeing the three prisoners coming in, a woman screamed, screaming and screaming, as if she saw a monster.

"What about your sister?" One of the five-year-old and three-thick burly prisoners raised his head and glared at her.

The woman didn't dare to make a sound immediately.

Lu Xingchi helped them to put the injured person down on the wooden bench and asked, "Have you been in a car accident?"

The strong man said: "Yes, we were driving, and those things chased us behind us. When we were dodging the car on the road, we didn't pay attention, and rushed out of the road and hit a tree."

The injured person was a young man. Even though his face was bloody, he could still see that his facial features were handsome and the bridge of his nose was high.

"They say a car accident is a car accident? What if it was bitten?" a middle-aged man said sharply.

"You have to save them. If you kill everyone, what should you do? What should you do?" a woman accused.

Bei Nuan thought to himself, if Lu Xingchi had just cleared out the zombies outside and saved you all, you would have died long ago, and you wouldn't have to worry about it now.

"Get these prisoners out!"

"How can there be any good prisoners? They are all blasted out!"

Someone was hiding behind the crowd to instigate, there were so many people that it was impossible to tell who it was.

"Yes, don't let them be here with us." Immediately, many people echoed.

Amidst the indignation, an old man stretched his neck and looked at the injured young man.

"I think, throw this injured one out first? I don't know if it was bitten, and it won't last long anyway."

Du Ruo was addicted: "Master, there are zombies outside, and young people may not be able to survive. I think you can't live long with your age and physique. Would you go out with him?"

The uncle's wife quit. "How do you talk? Do you know how to respect the elderly?"

Du Ruo was invincible, "You have to respect the old man. To be honest, I am a thousand-year-old goblin, and logically everyone should call me grandpa."

The aunt was trembling with anger.

Du Ruo ignored her, walked over the table, handed the bag of potato chips to Bei Nuan, and asked with his eyes, "Do you want to eat?"

His mouth was very busy, and he didn't delay eating at all. In such a short time, he had finished most of the bag.

Bei Nuan took out a slice, tasted it, it was thin and crisp, and silently said to Du Ruo, "Not spicy enough."

Then he took out another piece and wanted to feed Lu Xingchi, but he felt that the atmosphere at the scene was too serious, which seemed a little inappropriate.

"You all want to throw him out?" Lu Xingchi took a crossbow and looked around.

"That's right." Someone boldly stated.

Some people are timid and dare not speak, but they can tell by their expressions that they agree.

Lu Xingchi suddenly let go, "Okay, we are going to leave anyway, take him out by the way."

He asked the other two prisoners, "Do you two want to stay, or come with us?"

The two prisoners looked at each other, bowed their heads and said nothing.

Although they didn't leave their injured companions along the way, they were chased by zombies all the time, and they finally found such a safe place, and neither of them wanted to leave.

The zombies at night are too scary, let's talk about it after a night.

Lu Xingchi understood what they meant, motioned Bei Nuan to reopen the shutter door, stretched out his arms, and supported the injured prisoner.

Du Ruo swayed over to help him hold the other side. He didn't forget to carry the half-pack of unfinished potato chips in his hand. Before going out, he waved behind him, "Grandpa is leaving, bye."

A few people walked out of the store, and the rolling shutter behind them slammed shut quickly and locked.

The moonlight outside is like water, the night wind is cool, and no new zombies have come yet.

Except for the strangely large moon, it looked no different from a normal night.

Lu Xingchi began to settle accounts.

"Bei Nuan, you just opened the shutter door without authorization, did you violate the law..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bei Nuan immediately retorted: "I didn't 'unauthorized'. I saw you two want to open the door, but they both stopped them, so I sneaked over to help you open the door quietly."

Du Ruo supported: "She is absolutely right."

That's right, Lu Xingchi glanced at Bei Nuan and didn't bother her anymore.

The three men walked forward with the wounded.

Bei Nuan recalled the plot of the original book and thought: The opportunity to show the Virgin has come again.

In the book, Lu Xingchi didn't want to bring such a burden with him, and planned to find a hidden place to put him down. Whether he died or lived, it was up to his own destiny.

But Bei Nuan in the book couldn't bear it and begged bitterly. In the end, it was fortunate that Du Ruo took the lead and brought the wounded.

Who would have thought that once the wounded became active, it would become another physical damage output in the team besides Lu Xingchi.

Bei Nuan cleared his throat.

"Lu Xingchi, he looks so pitiful, let's just bring him, shall we?"

Lu Xingchi replied lightly, "Okay."

ha

Shouldn't we cry and cry for one hundred and eighty rounds

How can you show the Virgin without seeing one hundred and eighty rounds? How to increase the value of Notre Dame

He actually agreed so happily

Wow, hahaha, Bei Nuan glanced at it.

He promised too quickly, and the value of the Virgin increased only a little.

Bei Nuan was heartbroken when a large portion of the Madonna value that was about to be obtained turned into a duck and flew away.

Lu Xingchi looked back at Bei Nuan's expression, "I said 'OK', are you not happy?"

"No, of course not! I'm very happy!"

Bei Nuan snatched the bag of potato chips from Du Ruo's hand and put a slice into his mouth with grief and grief, chewing crunchly.

Several people climbed over the collapsed railway bridge along the embankment.

In the book, several people should have directly got off the roadbed and moved on.

But standing on the towering embankment, Bei Nuan couldn't help but turn his head.

In the distance, I saw that under the moonlight, the shutters of the small restaurant opened again.

The young adults who were guarding the door just now held kitchen knives and rolling pins and pushed the two prisoners outside the store.

Along the road, not far away, a few zombies happened to be coming towards this side. At a glance, they saw people standing at the door of the hotel. They rushed over like crazy when they saw the full banquet of Han Chinese.

The people in the store saw the zombies coming again, and quickly pulled the shutter door with a clatter.

Bei Nuan thought to herself: Ruthless enough, there is really no way to survive.

The zombies rushed over, the restaurant could not enter, there was no way to retreat, and the two prisoners ran away.

Seeing Bei Nuan stop, Lu Xingchi also stopped.

He looked down at all this from a condescending height, the perfect silhouette like a sculpture was like a god under the moon, with long eyelashes hanging down, his eyes were as cold and indifferent as the moonlight, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He slightly raised the crossbow in his hand.

Several zombies fell silently.

Bei Nuan admired sincerely: After such a long distance, he was able to hit all the shots, he was simply not a human being.

The two prisoners found that the zombies who were chasing after them fell down inexplicably. Although they couldn't figure out what was going on, they didn't dare to look back, and they ran away after a while.

On the other hand, there was another rapid bang bang bang sound from the small restaurant.

This time someone was knocking on the door from the inside out.

The metal shutter door knocked out several large bags in a while.

Bang, bang, bang.

One after another, it sounds desperate.

Bei Nuan looked up at Lu Xingchi, and found that Lu Xingchi was also turning his head to look at her, as if waiting for her to say something.

The roadbed was too high, and Bei Nuan finally came up. He didn't want to climb again at all, but he didn't want to collapse.

I had to ask him, "How about we... go back and have a look?"

Although it is a question, wah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Bei Nuan suddenly felt that the sound was really annoying.

A few talents went down the road just now, and the rolling shutter door opened again.

A person struggled to climb out from the crack, his hair was disheveled, and he couldn't tell who it was just now. Unfortunately, just after he showed his head, he was dragged back by the contents inside.

"You stand back."

Lu Xingchi took a few steps forward and opened the rolling shutter with one hand.

There was a frantic roar of ho ho ho, but after a while it was completely silent.

The ground was all over the place, everyone took the nail that belonged to them, and there was not a single living thing.

It seems that among the people who were in the store just now, there were really people infected by zombies, just past the incubation period.

The space in the store is too small, the shutters are locked again, and there is nowhere to escape.

Lu Xingchi went in and turned around, but he actually brought out the shop owner again.

He escaped by hiding in the storage room in the back kitchen.

The boss opened his eyes that could not be gathered at all, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

After shivering for a long time, a word suddenly came out.

"Don't kill me... I, I really didn't hear... I didn't hear anything..."

"Didn't hear anything?" Lu Xingchi asked.

The boss looked at Lu Xingchi in horror, looking like he was crazy.

Lu Xingchi looked at him, suddenly picked up the crossbow, pressed his forehead, and changed his question: "What did you hear? I counted to three. One, two..."

Before Lu Xingchi counted "three", the boss suddenly spoke.

"Inhibitor... Zombie virus inhibitor... I just heard this, they killed Xiao Liu Xiao Zhao and the others after eating, I hid, don't kill me... "

He finished speaking upside down and collapsed to the ground.

Bei Nuan was a little puzzled: there is no such thing in the book, what kind of hidden plot is this

It's been less than a day since the zombie virus broke out. How could any virus inhibitor come out

Du Ruo was walking around the store when he suddenly called Lu Xingchi, "Come and see."

There are brown marks on the door of the utility room where the mop is kept.

Lu Xingchi opened the door and took a look. There were several people thrown inside, two of them still wearing waiter clothes.

Not from the teeth of the zombies, but from close-range gunshot wounds on the forehead.

Someone is taking advantage of the chaos.

"The boss was not scared by zombies, but by people," Du Ruo walked back, "someone killed people."

Lu Xingchi wanted to ask the boss a few more questions, but found that he couldn't ask anything, so he had to let him go.

Lu Xingchi found the key of the rolling door on the ground in front of the door, picked it up and put it in his hand, "Lock the door yourself."

I don't know if he understood.

The three left the hotel, crossed the railway bridge, returned to the main road, and took out the off-road vehicle from the space.

"What's going on with the inhibitor?" Du Ruo was still pondering.

"I don't know either." Lu Xingchi shook his head.

Several people put the wounded in the last row, and Lu Xingchi instructed Du Ruo, "Help him treat the wound."

Du Ruo laughed, "You don't? You've been studying medicine for so many years for nothing?"

Lu Xingchi replied leisurely: "I studied psychology at the beginning, and I don't know about the things you do with knives and scissors."

"Bullshit, as if you've never taken an anatomy class."

Du Ruo raised her eyebrows, but still asked Bei Nuan for a medical kit to help the man clean the wound, and glanced at the name and number on the badge on his chest.

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"His name is Jiang Fei? The name is not bad."

Wiping his face clean, this Jiang Fei's appearance was revealed little by little.

The bald head is the most test of appearance. This person has extremely short hair and wears a rough prison uniform, but it does not affect his appearance at all.

On the contrary, it is like a fresh snow falling on an old wall and an old tile, and it is like a monk who is dressed in burlap but is so delicate that it is difficult to clean.

Just pale, eyes tightly closed.

Leaving the area of Ningcheng, and when the factories on the outskirts of the city were no longer in sight, Lu Xingchi left the main road and drove along the bumpy path to the desolate place.

Finally, the off-road vehicle was parked beside a forest by the river, ready to set up camp.

There were no people around as far as the eye could see, so it was fairly safe.

Du Ruo approached Bei Nuan, "Bei Nuan, I'm hungry, do you want to bring out the one you cooked in the afternoon..."

hot pot.

He didn't eat it in the afternoon and was still thinking about it.

Bei Nuan looked at the car, "Can't you eat in the car?"

Du Ruo jumped out of the car, walked to the bank of the river, tilted his head and looked at it, "How is this place? You can lay out a disposable tablecloth."

"No, I have a table."

Bei Nuan silently searched the space.

Both Lu Xingchi and Du Ruo thought she would pull out a small camping folding table.

As a result, a large, thick and glossy light oak dining table suddenly appeared.

Then there are matching wooden dining chairs.

On the desolate river bank in the last days, the dining table is so strangely set up.

Du Ruo: "..."

Lu Xingchi: "..."