At that moment, it was strange. I didn't seem to feel anger or sadness. I just felt that a heart was slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea, without a trace of light or boundless blackness.
I don't know how long it took, I suddenly picked up Chuan Yang Nu, rushed over frantically, lighting up three quiver in succession, and seven or eight mutant spiders hit arrows and fell off the cliff.
Crying without tears, I walked to the glass house, cut off the wire mesh with a dagger, opened the door, and drove a crossbow on Mu Ziting's head.
When doing all this, my head was empty, like an unintentional wooden person. After a long time, I remembered why I haven't seen lightning. Don't suck the spider into an empty shell.
I put my finger in my mouth and blew the whistle vigorously. A few faint dog barks came from the third floor of the hotel.
I rushed upstairs and opened a room with a security door.
The room was messy and the lightning was dying of hunger, so I hurriedly fed it with water, wondering why Zi Ting had to lock the lightning in the house
Maybe what she was going downstairs to do, Lightning happened to be dozing off, so she locked the door easily? Who knew that after going downstairs, he encountered a spider and had nowhere to escape, so he had to get into the glass house
It's a pity that Lightning can't speak. I'm afraid I will never know the reason for all this.
Back to the present, I stepped on the brakes and parked the troop carrier in front of a farmyard.
When I walked into the small courtyard, I saw an old tree with cherries that seemed to be redder than anywhere else, but the tree was too high, and it was a lot taller than the three-story building in the courtyard.
I looked up and my saliva flowed out: "Lightning, can you climb a tree?"
Lightning certainly can't climb trees. It wags its tail and looks towards the backyard. I saw a zombie walked out under the wall of flowers hidden by flowers and trees.
"You deal with zombies, I pick cherries."
I spit on the palm of my hand, crawled up, and then I sat on a branch, stuffing the cherries into my mouth a lot, spitting out the nucleus, watching the lightning effortlessly , Bit off the zombie.
I threw a few cherries down, sniffed the lightning, and walked aside without interest, lying on the ground. Seen from above, it looks like a leopard, the body of lightning,
It has grown to the pinnacle of life.
I picked a few cherries and threw them at the lightning. The lightning hummed a few times with dissatisfaction. The mastiff in the voice was dull.
I smiled, turned my head, and suddenly saw a black smoke rising into the sky.
"Lightning, over there..." I pointed to the direction where the black smoke was rising, "There may be someone."
The reason I say "may be someone" instead of "absolutely someone" is because some houses may spontaneously ignite due to various reasons. In this situation, I didn't run into it once or twice.
Lightning stood up listlessly, got out of the courtyard door, fiddled with the car door with his front paws, and jumped up.
This guy always hides himself deeply. I didn't notice when he taught himself to open the door.
I jumped off the tree, returned to the car and started the engine, and drove in the direction where the black smoke was rising. When I reached the ground, there was a lifeless small city in front of me. The place where the black smoke rose was located in the center of the small city.
I hesitated a little, and drove the car into the small town. After driving through two streets, I concluded that there should be no one in this city, because the shops on both sides of the street were dusty, and no one had moved the goods on the shelves. Mark of.
Not only was there no one in the city, but there were also no zombies in sight. The whole small city was filled with miserable winds, as if it had been abandoned for a hundred years.
The troop carrier drove to the end of the street and turned around an intersection. It was almost close to the fire. Suddenly, I saw a dark shadow on the ground moving, and I suddenly raised my head, making a hiss, and inhaling a cold breath.
I saw that above a street, there were densely packed cobwebs, and there were too many silk sacs hanging from the webs. It seemed that the reason why there were not a few zombies in the city was all due to this.
In fact, looking at it from another angle, mutant spiders and walking dead hunt each other, which is not a good thing for the survivors in the beginning.
But when I saw these colorful, furry mutant monsters, the first thought that came up in my heart was to kill them all.
I quickly put on the reverse gear, backed more than ten meters, and then slid the car and stuck out the crossbow from the window.
Tutu, Tututu, the crossbow arrow tears the air, and flies out wildly. The mutant spider hanging in the air is
Excellent live target, brightly colored and huge, almost without aiming.
With the sound of the crossbow, the spiders were in chaos at first, crawling up and down on the huge web, and then suddenly seemed to have been ordered. Each spider was hung with a thread and descended to the ground together. After landing, it mixed into a colorful river. Pounced aggressively.
I quickly put on a quiver, and at the same time I drew out the sun-shooting crossbow with my left hand, and both hands left and right to open the bow together. The dozen or so huge mutant spiders rushing in front suddenly pierced through their backs and splashed sap.
The spiders behind came up, most of them continued to pounce on the troop carrier, and some spiders took advantage of the fire and robbed them, piercing their sharp teeth into the body of the same kind and sucking juice.
The crossbow arrow hit the air, I stepped on the accelerator, and after getting a distance from the mutant spider, I replaced the quiver again, a shower of bullets flew out, and dozens of spiders were killed again.
After being beaten and beaten away like this, I went around and came to a square in the center of the small city where the fire started.
At a glance, I saw that the square was crowded with abandoned vehicles, and the black smoke was precisely the spontaneous combustion of the vehicles. With a few bangs, another four or five cars deflagrated under the high temperature.
At this time, there were not many mutant spiders that had chased the square. These furry monsters were afraid of the fire, and turned and fled.
I fired a few shots and killed a few more. Just about to catch up and kill them all, a shopping mall suddenly howled loudly, and hundreds of zombies burst out in darkness.
The group of corpses howled together, and stopped the mutant spider with their heads. For a while, the battle became a mess.
I thought to myself, let the two sides fight to death, kick the accelerator, go around the square and go out of the city.
When we reached the outskirts, we saw a large deserted field in front of us, overgrown with weeds, spreading out endlessly, a gust of wind blew, and the waves of grass rolled around, and there was a smell of grassland.
A large truck overturned on the highway, almost occupying the entire road. I simply drove the troop carrier down the grass, put it in a gear, and pressed the backpack on the accelerator, then leaned my back and lay down halfway.
The troop carrier drove unhurriedly. I reached for a bottle of half-drinking red wine, took a few sips, and smiled: "I drive like this, hehe, it's very comfortable."
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