Ding Yao jumped off the wall neatly. He walked to Han Yanyan and squatted down to look at her hands. The palm of the hand is covered with a thin layer of translucent ice, and red flesh and white bones are faintly visible.
Ding Yao nodded: "It's nothing."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and picked up the machete. The fingertips touched the blade and the blade disappeared. Han Yanyan remembered that in addition to the thunder-type ability, he was also a space-type ability user.
Ding Yao put the man's backpack, Han Yanyan's backpack and storage bag into the space, and then turned around, Han Yanyan had already stood up while leaning on the flower bed next to the steps. Ding Yao glanced at her: "Let's go."
Han Yanyan nodded. Ding Yao walked in front, and before he took two steps, he heard a thud behind him. Turning his head, Han Yanyan sat on the ground again.
Her legs are weak.
"First time to kill?" Ding Yao asked. He saw that she was very fierce in killing zombies, and she was not timid. He didn't expect that killing a person would be like this.
Han Yanyan's face was as white as paper and nodded.
"Just get used to it." Ding Yao said, extending his hand to her.
Han Yanyan stretched out his hand and was held by Ding Yao. His hand was as strong as iron pincers, and he pulled her up by grabbing her wrist. Han Yanyan wanted to help him, but Ding Yao had already bent down and hugged her leg, and picked her up together.
Han Yanyan was caught off guard, turned her head down, exclaimed, and immediately covered her mouth.
Hearing the sound, the two zombies walked towards this side, and were split by two purple lightning bolts, smashed into charred slag and piled on the ground. Han Yanyan was relieved.
With this person there, security issues are not a problem.
The sun slanted westward, and it was almost time to gather. Ding Yao carried Han Yanyan and strode towards the convoy. Han Yanyan watched the ground retreat quickly, and after a while, she became dizzy and simply closed her eyes.
She kept thinking about the phrase "just get used to it" that Ding Yao said. Can you get used to killing people? Did Ding Yao kill a lot of people
"Mr. Ding." She suddenly opened her eyes and asked, "Why did that person kill me?"
"You have a big bag and a small bag, and you look like you have gained a lot. If you ask me to meet him, you will also cut a beard." Ding Yao said casually.
It turns out that this is the case, it turns out that it is such a simple reason to kill. Han Yanyan smiled bitterly. Fortunately, she still feels that she is enjoying the world, making trouble for a long time. In this world, she is a fool and white sweet.
As if feeling her frustration, Ding Yao suddenly said, "The fighting spirit is very good."
This sentence has no beginning or end, but it is really complimenting her. But it also made Han Yanyan understand that Ding Yao at least watched the fight between her and the man.
He didn't make a move, just watched from the sidelines.
Maybe it was because he was so sure that he could save her at the most critical moment. It may also be because it doesn't matter to him whether she lives or dies. Of course, it's more likely that he fell in love with her but didn't force her because he thought it was more fun to tame her as a wild horse.
Han Yanyan prefers the last one. Because the man was on the sidelines, but stood by and let her suffer.
It's uncomfortable to be carried on the shoulders, not only dizzy, but also the stomach is uncomfortable. In this kind of turbulence, Han Yanyan's panic of killing her for the first time gradually disappeared, and she regained her calmness.
She turned her head and looked up, only to see Ding Yao's broad shoulders.
very good. Although things have had some twists and turns, they have unexpectedly developed in a positive direction. Ding Yao kept staring at her, indicating that he was really interested in her. This unexpected twists and turns also gave the "stubborn girl" a soft step down.
Next, no matter what becomes stronger or stronger, let’s play freely. She came to this world not to survive here, but to attack Ding Yao. Don't put the cart before the horse.
Only by conquering Ding Yao can the real her survive.
Carrying a big living person, but not affected at all, Ding Yao was very fast and quickly returned to the team. In addition to the team members who stayed there to guard the convoy, the team members and search teams that were sent out also came back one after another.
"Lijun, come and treat her." Ding Yao carried Han Yanyan directly to his off-road vehicle, opened the rear door and stuffed Han Yanyan inside.
Sun Lijun trotted over and took a look: "Oh, what's going on? Who is it? You can't open your eyes so much."
At a glance, you can tell that this wound is not a zombie, but a human. Whether he wanted to rape or robbery, this man would attack the woman that Boss Ding liked. Sun Lijun observed a second of silence for this man.
Han Yanyan once again experienced Sun Lijun's awesomeness. The bone-deep wounds healed in a short time, leaving no scars at all. She looked at the clean palms of her two palms and exhaled a long breath.
Ding Yao sat in the passenger seat and threw two pieces of clothes: "Put on."
Han Yanyan's clothes were soaked in blood, and the smell of blood would attract zombies.
Han Yanyan hugged her clothes and looked at Ding Yao.
Sun Lijun walked away with a wink long ago, and waved his hand, and recruited the two team members beside the car. There was no one near the off-road vehicle, and Han Yanyan hid in the back seat of the car to change clothes, and no one could see it.
Except for Ding Yao.
Ding Yao's eyes were seen in the rearview mirror, and those eyes were also looking at Han Yanyan.
Han Yanyan and those eyes looked at each other silently for a second, turned slightly sideways, raised his hand and took off the blood-stained T-shirt.
Ding Yao looked in the rear-view mirror, his thin shoulders and slender waist were hidden in the dimly lit carriage, and his shiny skin would glow. The girl's eyelashes were low, and her expression was forbearing, which made men feel especially happy.
She took the measure very well, Ding Yao lowered his head and lit a cigarette.
Han Yanyan quickly changed out of the blood-stained clothes and trousers, and formed a ball: "This..."
Ding Yao bit the cigarette, backhanded, and put the bloody clothes and bloody pants into the space. He retracted his hand and honked the horn. The driver heard the sound and ran over, opened the door and got in the car.
Han Yanyan hesitated. Ding Yao saw in the rearview mirror, his fingers clamped the cigarette, and he turned his head and said to her, "You are in this car."
Han Yanyan was quiet.
The sun has set in the west, and the convoy has arrived at the scheduled departure time.
Most of the search team members rushed back, but a small number did not return. I don't know if he died in the mouth of the zombies or by his companions. The convoy waited for a while, waited for a few people, no one was seen, and then set off.
No one got on Ding Yao's car again. Han Yanyan occupied the back seat by himself and simply lay down and rested. A desperate struggle, although not long, almost exhausted her physical strength. Physical strength is second, but Han Yanyan felt an indescribable mental fatigue more seriously.
She was lying on the back seat with her head on the driver's side, just so she could see Ding Yao's profile. The light was too dim to see the details, only a silhouette was seen, the bridge of the nose was tall and straight, and the line of the jaw was tough. Occasionally, she turned her head and cast a glance at her, her eyes were deep and bright, making her breathing stagnate.
This man... Is she capable of making him fall in love with her? Han Yanyan was slightly moved.
She lay in the back, listening to Ding Yao and the driver whispering. The destination of the convoy is a certain factory on the outskirts of Yihai City, about how many kilometers and how long it will take... Han Yanyan fell asleep unconsciously.
She woke up when the car stopped, it was dark outside, and the lights of the convoy were lighting up. The car stopped, and the roar of the engine fell silent. She sat up and found that the convoy had already left the city, and there were buildings around. The shadowy ones were not tall, like a factory.
This place is indeed an industrial area. She remembered what Ding Yao and the driver had said on the way. The purpose of their trip was the machine tools in this factory.
"You stay in the car." Ding Yao finished speaking to Han Yanyan, and then said to the driver, "Look at her."
The driver nodded yes and did not get off. Ding Yao got out of the car alone.
Han Yanyan saw through the window that the Thunder Team members were gathering, but the people of the search team stayed on the truck. There was an iron cage on the truck to protect them.
"What are they doing?" Han Yanyan asked.
The driver replied, "Clear the field." He glanced at her and comforted her and said, "Don't worry, the boss will lead the team in person, and everything will be fine."
Han Yanyan didn't know where this person saw that she was worried. Before yesterday, she was still able to maintain an independent self. Today, Ding Yao carried her back and declared sovereignty. Maybe in the eyes of these people, she is already Ding Yao's woman.
She closed her mouth and watched silently.
Ding Yao took the team members into the dark factory.
Soon there were various sounds, including the screams of zombies, as well as gunshots and explosions. A few dozen meters away, across the factory's courtyard walls and houses, those voices were faint, but they couldn't stop them from digging into my ears.
There was a particularly intense voice in the middle, and then it fell silent. After a while, the factory suddenly brightened.
"Look, it's fine. I found a backup power source." The driver said, lighting a cigarette, not very worried.
But Han Yanyan always felt that the roars of those zombies were particularly terrifying, and they didn't seem to be the same as what she saw during the day. The driver listened for a while and said, "Fuck, these are at least three mutant zombies... No, four!."
The driver is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. Han Yanyan looked at the back of his head and felt that he must have a story.
Qi Tongtong also has stories, and so does Zhao Yuxuan. Sun Lijun and Lao Zhang are both people with stories. The man she killed must have a story too. Everyone has a story, and everyone's stories are intertwined to make up the world.
Han Yanyan thought that what she has to do in this world is to make up the story of her and Ding Yao to satisfy the electronic voice.
The entire clearing process took more than two hours. Finally, a team member came out, fully opened the door of the factory, and made a gesture.
The convoys parked in the open, one by one, hit their cars, and drove the cars into the factory in sequence, and the search team got out of the car. Someone from the team came over and announced: "I will work tomorrow, and that's it for today. I will find a place to rest in the dormitory building."
There is a four-story building next to the factory building, which is the dormitory building that the man said. Someone from the team took them, and the search team members went into the building to find a room to sleep.
Han Yanyan didn't follow the crowd, and stood there for a while, Ding Yao's driver trotted over with a walkie-talkie: "The boss called you."
Han Yanyan followed him into the dormitory building and went up to the fourth floor. This dormitory building is like a university dormitory, and the rooms are full of bunk beds with iron shelves. Some large rooms can accommodate twenty or thirty people.
Han Yanyan also saw Sun Lijun healing others in the corridor. The injured man bared his teeth and scolded his mother while shouting pain: "Fuck, these zombies are locked in the factory and can't get out, they gnaw on each other, and raise more than ten mutant zombies, it's like raising a gu, really he Damn it!"
This kind of plot Han Yanyan has seen in many zombie apocalypse articles in the past. Really immersed in the scene, remembering the roars he heard before, Han Yanyan felt a cool back.
The rooms on the fourth floor are different from the ones downstairs. Looking in from the open door, they are all decent rooms with Simmons beds, desks and chairs, which should be the dormitories of the factory management.
Ding Yao picked the one at the end of the corridor.
"I have a meeting, there is food in the house, you can eat it yourself." Ding Yao said, "I live in this room today."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at her and went downstairs.
Han Yanyan entered the room by himself. It was a simple single room with a double Simmons bed and clean sheets, which should have been brought by Ding Yao himself. There is a desk by the bed and a lunch box. Han Yanyan opened the lunch box, and there were four steamed buns in it. There was also an open can of meat on the table.
Han Yanyan knew that she was going to sleep in this room with Ding Yao tonight.
She grabbed the steamed bun and took a big bite.