Looking at the fat white man's distorted face when he swallowed the lemon, Fu Anan actually thought that he would not eat it if it was moldy. It seemed that he was not hungry enough.
well
Why did she have such vicious thoughts
Fu Anan was stunned for a moment, then looked outside, "Get ready, we are leaving."
So fast
The fat white man felt more and more thirsty after eating the lemon, and kept coughing, "Boss Fu, can we find some water to drink first?"
His throat felt like it was burned by fire.
At this moment, a bottle of mineral water suddenly appeared in front of him, as if it was manna from heaven. Pang Jiayao quickly took it, opened the bottle and took several gulps. He stopped drinking half of it, restraining his desire to continue. He held the last sip of water in his mouth and then screwed the lid on carefully.
"See that awning? We'll go down from there later."
While he was eating the lemon, Fu An'an had already planned the way forward. "When we ride our electric bikes to a fork in the road, your task is to find a car that can be driven. Are you ready?"
So sudden
Boss, can you please tell me the details
Pang Jiayao's eyes widened, and before he could swallow the last mouthful of water in his mouth, he was dragged to the window by Fu Anan.
He was a big guy weighing nearly 200 pounds, but she dragged him all the way.
"Okay, go ahead and jump."
Pang Jiayao: “What?”
Fu Anan: "Jump, hurry up."
He looked down and hesitated, "But it's so high."
"The second floor is so tall."
Fu Anan was a little annoyed by his dithering, so she picked him up and threw him out of the window.
"Boss, you can't do that!"
Pang Jiayao went down reluctantly.
Fu Anan followed closely behind and fell on the wooden box that she had been eyeing for a long time, and "accidentally" stepped on him.
That fat belly surged twice like waves, accompanied by his screams, successfully attracting the zombies that were originally blocking the door.
“Go!”
Fu Anan grabbed Pang Jiayao by the collar and dragged him on the ground for several meters.
It was also the first time for him to be dragged along the ground like a bag of rice, and he had no power to fight back until she let him go and got on the electric scooter.
Pang Jiayao struggled to get up and hurried to keep up with her pace.
As the two men drove away, the fingers of the zombie running in front brushed against his back.
The change was too fast, not giving people a chance to adapt. Pang Jiayao sat in the back seat, panting heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead and his back completely wet.
Not completely out of danger yet.
The zombies on both sides of the street also began to surround them. The zombies on both sides were getting closer and closer. Several times their nails had completely fallen off, and some even had bones exposed and touched his skin.
Pang Jiayao couldn't help wanting to scream. After being taught a lesson by Fu Anan, he was so scared that he crumpled up the clothes on his chest and stuffed them into his mouth.
Until the little broken car finally drove to a three-way intersection.
"Come down!"
Fu Anan got out of the car first, pulled out his steel rod from the car, and smashed the zombie's head next to him with one blow.
This damn sense of security.
Pang Jiayao also took out the fruit knife he had just found in the store, held it tightly in his hand, and hid behind Fu Anan.
"Hurry up and find a car!"
With this reminder, he suppressed his fear and began to search around.
(End of this chapter)