Lost Lovers

Chapter 73: Bad start

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Tang Miao heard Tang Sihuang say the word "shoot", and immediately rolled down the car window to reveal a gap, and pointed the gun at the zombies blocking the road, aiming at each one, and each shot directly shot the head. He had good skills, and the well water made his vision better, so it was difficult to miss. As for the appearance of the zombie after being headshot, he didn't want to see it at all.

"Bang bang bang—"

Gunshots rang out on the avenue.

Tang Sihuang was even more formidable, holding the steering wheel with one hand, while shooting with the other hand at the same time. The chainsaw installed on the car was also turned on and buzzed continuously. The zombies that approached were all sawn to pieces, with their limbs flying around and bloody. The glass in front of the car was stained with blood, which was wiped clean by the windshield wipers a few times. At this time, it is absolutely impossible to get out of the car, otherwise, even if you have three heads and six arms, you will surely die.

However, zombies only have instincts, they don't know how to think, they don't know that they will be killed if they continue to approach, and they still keep approaching.

Tang Sihuang clicked his tongue suddenly, and Tang Miao looked forward, and saw that their car and Tang Wen's and Tang Wu's cars were separated by the group of zombies. There are too many zombies, even with the help of a chainsaw, it is impossible to continue to rush forward. Only then did Tang Miao get a little nervous.

Tang Sihuang turned the steering wheel and turned decisively into another street.

Tang Miao temporarily stopped attacking and looked back. The four cars following them were squeezed by zombies to nowhere. Tang Miao's face suddenly became "囧", and quickly picked up the walkie-talkie: "Car No. 2 is calling, and each car reports its location. It's over."

"Young master, this is car No. 1. We're coming out. It's over." Tang Wu's relaxed voice came first from the intercom.

Their car ran at the front and was the fastest, so they were not surrounded by zombies.

"Master, cars No. 3 and No. 4 are together, and they are still at the crossroads. Over."

"Well, this is car No. 4. We're fine. Over." Tang Xin's voice sounded.

"Cars No. 5 and No. 6 are on Xingye Street. It's over." Zhang Wanghui reported.

Tang Miao looked at Tang Sihuang: "Daddy, what should we do now?" Their six cars were actually in four places. Should he be glad that the six cars were not completely separated

Tang Sihuang only thought for two seconds, and said decisively: "There is no need for the six cars to meet again, and we will go to the villa in the West District separately."

Tang Miao quickly repeated his words on the walkie-talkie. Because the maximum usable range of the walkie-talkie is 5 kilometers, in order to avoid the zombies, the other cars must not dare to stop for a short time. Communication between their number two car and the other five cars would soon be lost.

Tang Wen's voice sounded almost as soon as Tang Miao finished speaking, a little anxious: "Sir, where are you now? Tang Wu and I will go to find you right away. Two more people always have two more helpers."

Tang Sihuang said to Tang Miao indifferently: "Let them go first."

The shorter his sentence, the more indisputable the matter was. Tang Wen and Tang Wu over there should be able to hear it, but Tang Miao still repeated it.

Sure enough, Tang Wen knew Tang Sihuang very well, and knew that he had made up his mind, so he replied "yes" without saying any more.

Tang Chun's voice continued: "Don't worry, sir, we will protect the young master. It's over."

"Father, you and Tang Miao must be younger..."

Tang Xin's voice was interrupted. Tang Miao guessed that the walkie-talkie was out of range. He subconsciously held the gun tightly and looked back. The zombies were still chasing after them, but the speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and the group of zombies was quickly thrown far away.

The off-road vehicle roared past, and the wheels rolled up a few pieces of waste paper, flew into the sky, spun a few times, and then fell quietly.