Lu Yun drove the Hummer H6 towards Yangzhen, Wu Ming sat on the passenger seat weakly, Sun Tiantian and his brother sat hugging each other, their faces were still in shock, Ling Yu's face was covered in blood, trembling next to each other she. Fortunately, the H6 model has been refitted and lengthened, and with He Jin, Lin Wenbo and Gong Lixin packed in, there is still more than enough space.
Gu Nan, Wang Tao and the other five drove a Ford and followed them.
"Are you injured?" After introducing Lin Wenbo to everyone, He Jin frowned when he saw Lingyu's mess, and asked sharply, as if Lingyu nodded and immediately threw her out.
Hearing this, Lin Wenbo's gaze was as sharp as a knife, and he searched Ling Yu's body inch by inch.
Lingyu was stared stiff by the cold eyes of the two, and it took him a long time to stammer, "No, no, these bloods belong to bats, not mine, and I'm not injured. If you don't believe me, you can check."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hands eagerly to pull her collar, for fear that the two of them would throw her down. The already low neckline was wide open, wrapped in pure black lace sexy underwear, revealing the round breasts with hemispheres printed with bright red love marks, the picture is very evocative.
"Put on your clothes!" He Jin and Lin Wenbo yelled in unison, with very ugly expressions. Xiao Xin M Li Xin is still in the car, what does this woman want to do? ! With blue veins protruding from their foreheads, the two of them thought at the same time, but they both ignored the little Sun Jie who had just turned ten years old.
Lingyu was terrified by the ferocious expressions and cold tone of the two of them, and immediately covered his clothes, clasped his hands tightly to his chest, and tears welled up in his almond eyes.
"Turn your back! It's the end of the world, put away your previous Yanshimeixing routine! Otherwise, I'll throw you down immediately!" Lin Wenbo confirmed that she was not injured, and said in a cold tone. He felt an indescribable disgust for such a woman with ulterior motives.
He Jin sat slightly sideways, blocking Gong Lixin's view of Ling Yu.
With tears in Ling Yu's eyes, she turned her back timidly, buttoned up her clothes tremblingly, not daring to show any more spring light. Now the world has really changed, and beauty is no longer popular, she thought in a daze.
Lu Yun in the front row spoke at this time, with a very urgent tone, "I have checked, and everyone is not injured. Brother He, leave her alone and show Angkor quickly. Angkor just sprayed a fireball from his hand. Burned all the woods, and now I'm so weak that I can't move."
He Jin's heart moved slightly upon hearing this, and she stepped forward to check Wu Ming's condition. Lin Wenbo slowly explained his doubts, "Don't worry, it's a supernatural ability, a fire-type supernatural ability. His current inability is a sequela of the exhaustion of his supernatural energy."
"Ah? Different, different, different ability?" Lu Yun's hand holding the steering wheel trembled, and the front of the car tilted.
"Concentrate on driving!" He Jin glared at him coldly, and said, "I am also a supernatural power user with wind power. This will happen after my supernatural power is exhausted, just rest for twenty minutes." Unleashes a tiny whirlwind that slices a peace charm in half hanging from the rearview mirror.
Lu Yun was taken aback, and the front of the car tilted again. He hurriedly returned to the steering wheel, unable to speak for a long time, and could only drive the car forward mechanically.
Wu Ming stared at the half of the safety talisman that fell on the ground, the expression of surprise and uncertainty on his face faded, revealing a hint of joy, and asked curiously, "Brother He, why do we have supernatural powers? When did you find out?"
"I just discovered it not too long ago," He Jin said lightly, "It's probably similar to other people becoming zombies. Our bodies have also mutated, but it's changed for the better."
"Hey, will I also have supernatural abilities? Young Master Gong is so powerful because of supernatural abilities, right? What kind of supernatural abilities does Young Master Gong have?" Lu Yun quickly digested this illusory fact, and his tone was quite expectant.
Sun Tiantian and Sun Jie also showed curious expressions, but Lingyu was still a little silly, obviously shocked by the vicious duo just now.
"You won't know until you return to the base whether you have any abilities. Our base has tools to detect abilities. As for Li Xin's ability, we haven't figured it out yet. It's probably a multi-line ability." Lin Wenbo casually Perfunctory.
According to Gong Xiangyi, her space life achievement comes with some equipment, including a non-attribute energy stone, which can detect whether a person's body contains supernatural powers, and which series of supernatural powers they contain. He also found out that he was a gold-type supernatural being after a test.
Lu Yun was amazed again and again, yearning for the base that Lin Wenbo talked about even more, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and accelerated towards Yangzhen.
"Brother Lin, I want to call Dad and Brother Song, how can I do this?" Gong Lixin, who had been quietly tossing the satellite communicator, asked in frustration. The function setting of this thing is very different from that of a mobile phone. He, an ancient man with little knowledge, really can't fiddle with it, it's too advanced.
"Heh~~" I thought that Xiaoxin was brewing emotions because he kept holding the communicator but not talking, but he didn't think he couldn't operate it. This ignorant and annoyed look was indescribably cute, which made Lin Wenbo laugh out loud.
He took the communicator and dialed the phone numbers of Father Gong and Song Haoran.
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Lin Wenbo searched along the route back to Gong's house after leaving the unfinished building. But because the zombies were everywhere and the roads were impassable, they had to stop and go, and the progress was very slow.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, which was not conducive to the search work, he was so anxious that he burned inside, two deep grooves were formed between his brows due to the increasingly heavy anxiety, and a string of blisters grew on his dry mouth.
"Major General, ahead is the most prosperous road in the northern suburbs—Century Avenue. The traffic is seriously congested. How can we get there?" A special soldier asked in a low voice, pointing at the endless sea of cars ahead.
"All crawl forward." Song Haoran gestured, and took the lead to get under the car.
The other eight looked at the endless sea of cars and the hordes of zombies on the sidewalks on both sides. Although their scalps were a little numb, they still followed the major general's footsteps without hesitation.
A group of people climbed hundreds of meters under the car, and when their clothes were almost worn out, a small open space finally appeared in the congested traffic, forming a natural fortress. Song Haoran got out from under the car, stretched his muscles and bones, and looked forward under the cover of a taxi. The rest of the people chose their own observation points and explored the surrounding situation.
"Sure enough, it is the most prosperous area in the northern suburbs, and there are mountains and seas of corpses everywhere!" Looking at the many zombies blocked by traffic on the sidewalk, a special soldier said in a low voice with a solemn expression.
Song Haoran's eyes darkened, he took out the communicator and dialed Lin Wenbo's number. The other end was connected, but no one answered. He put the communicator back, and the groove between his eyebrows became deeper.
Suddenly, there was a seemingly invisible cry for help from an alley not far away. Song Haoran has supernatural powers and his five senses are sharper than ordinary people, so he heard it immediately. Several of the eight people who came with them raised their ears and looked towards the source of the sound.
"Someone is calling for help! Go forward fifty meters, three o'clock direction! Go!" Song Haoran quickly made a forward gesture, and got under the car, and the rest immediately followed.
Lying on the bottom of the car, looking towards the entrance of the alley, a small group of zombies surrounded the depths of the alley, and the cry for help came from the group of zombies. At the same time, many zombies heard the noise and moved towards here.
"Go!" After finally finding a living person, Song Haoran no longer hesitated, got out from under the car and rushed towards the entrance of the alley, the sharp blade in his hand cut off the heads of several zombies in an instant, opening a breakthrough. The other eight people were not to be outdone, and the daggers in their hands danced loudly, slashing a bloody path, and went straight towards the cry for help.
It was easy for eight experienced special forces to deal with a small group of slow and stiff zombies, but in just a few minutes, all the zombies fell down and died thoroughly.
"Thank you! Thank you! Are you the army? The army is here to rescue?" An old man nearly 70 years old struggled to get out from the bottom of the huge garbage bin, and wept with joy when he saw nine people wearing special forces uniforms.
The nine people nodded at him, moved the huge iron trash can, and put it across the alley, blocking the narrow road, and then motioned for the old man to squat down and use the trash can to cover his figure. The gathered zombies were wandering around the entrance of the alley, no one was seen, no noise was heard, and they slowly dispersed.
"Yes, the army has already dispatched into the city, and will come to rescue soon." After confirming that the crisis is over, Song Haoran said in a low voice, "We still have missions to go to the military compound, so it is not convenient to take you. Where did you hide before and now you hide back, I will notify the large army to pick you up."
Song Haoran is currently focused on finding Gong Lixin, and doesn't care about other people. He knew it was selfish, but he couldn't help himself.
"It's dangerous to go ahead, it's dangerous! Come with me first, and I'll tell you slowly, if you go any further, you will die! Believe me!" The old man anxiously grabbed Song Haoran's arm and led him to the depths of the alley.
Song Haoran and his comrades looked at each other, saw the old man's deep fear, and decided to follow him to avoid it first, and then figure out the situation.
The alley was deep and quiet, with dilapidated houses painted with big red circles and the word 'demolish' written on both sides. This is a demolition area, and construction will start soon, so no one lives there, and there are no zombies, so it has become a safe area.
The old man quietly opened an iron gate at the end of the alley with a key, and beckoned everyone to follow him in. Behind the iron gate is a section of sloping stairs. Due to the dark sky, this section of stairs seems to have no end.
Song Haoran and the others unconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands.
"This is an air-raid shelter built during the war, and was later rebuilt by the neighborhood committee into an entertainment place to cool off in summer. Don't look at the broken door, just go in." The old man explained in a low voice as he walked.
Sure enough, after turning a dark aisle, several orange lights lit up in the air-raid shelter, making it look warm and peaceful. The cave is well ventilated and not stuffy. There are a few mats on the floor, and there is even a table of unfinished mahjong in the corner. If the end of the world has not come, this is really a good place to cool off.
"Grandpa, have you found something to eat?" In a dark corner, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy rushed to the old man and asked expectantly. Because he was too hungry, he ignored Song Haoran and others who came in with the old man.
"No." The old man shook his head dejectedly, because he hadn't eaten for two days, it was difficult for him to make even a small movement.
"No? Why are you so useless, why can't you go out a little more? There's plenty of food out there!" The young man's face was extremely pale, and his single eyelid was covered with black and blue, which made his handsome appearance a bit gloomy. Sometimes it is even more distorted because of anger, which is very ugly. As he spoke, he pushed and shoved the old man with a hysterical attitude, probably driven mad by despair and hunger.
"A young man, you don't find food by yourself, but ask your grandpa to go, is it plausible? If you have the ability, you go out and have a look! Do you know that your grandpa was almost eaten by zombies just now?" Song Haoran will Putting the dagger back into his waist, he walked up to the boy, picked up his skirt, and sternly reprimanded him.
"Who are you?" The young man saw Song Haoran and the others, raised his single eyelid, and suddenly cried out in surprise, "Are you soldiers? Are you here to save us? Come on, take us out! We haven't eaten for two days Something's gone! I'm about to starve to death!" He clung to Song Haoran's arm and howled, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.
"Be quiet for me." The boy's voice was very sharp, echoing in the narrow air-raid shelter, very ear-piercing. Song Haoran scolded sharply, trying to hold back his impatience.
"This is a compressed biscuit, you guys eat first." Song Haoran took out two bags of compressed biscuits from his bag and handed them to the two.
The boy stopped howling immediately, tore open the biscuit bag and devoured it hungrily. The old man tried several times but failed to open the package. He looked at his grandson who only cared about him, and sighed helplessly. The special soldier on the side opened the bag for him, with a trace of pity in his eyes. It is really sad to live with such selfish relatives.
Song Haoran was also moved, thinking of what Gong Xiangyi had done, he unconsciously tightened the handle of the knife in his hand. If something happened to Li Xin, he didn't know what he would do to Gong Xiangyi.
The old man ate a few mouthfuls, padded his stomach a little, and said slowly, "I can't get through the front. The front is the most prosperous area in the northern suburbs. There is a train station in the middle, the First Provincial Hospital in the east, and a children's amusement park in the south. They are places with the densest crowds. There are so many zombies that no one dares to go there. Moreover, three very powerful zombies appeared yesterday. They can run and jump, and you can find them even if they hide under the car. Ten meters away from them They are far away, and they can hear them breathing heavily. One is a little girl in a plaid skirt, the other is a short white coat, and the other is a two or three-year-old kid. The kid is the most powerful, and his movements are faster than lightning. It can’t be pulled off from your body, and you can bite the flesh with your teeth and dig into the human body, and you can eat the human body into an empty shell in half a minute.”
When the old man said this, his body shivered, and it took him a long time to suppress his fear and continue to speak, "There were eleven people hiding in our cave, but they ate eight of them yesterday, and today only my grandson and I are left." , and a police officer. He went out to look for food, and I don’t know if he can come back.” After saying that, the old man sighed.
"Eight of them were eaten?" Unexpectedly, evolution zombies appeared so soon, and on the way Li Xin had to go home, Song Haoran's heart tightened, he took out his wallet from his pocket, and asked in a trembling voice, " Have you seen this child?"
The old man took the opened wallet, stared at the light for a moment, shook his head and said, "I've never seen it before. I'll never forget such a handsome kid once I've seen it."
Song Haoran took back the wallet, his fingers were trembling, and he felt like he was exhausted. How afraid he was to hear an affirmative answer from the old man's mouth.
A comrade who came with him saw his violent reaction, patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and thought worriedly: The major general's reaction is so big, and even the photo is carried with him, which shows how important Gong Lixin is to him. I hope Gong Lixin is safe and sound, otherwise the major general will go berserk, who can stop him