Under the leadership of Qiao Siqi, the martial arts class that drove away from the Provincial Stadium ran all the way, and finally got into an alley again.
In the past, it was not an absolute city center near the third ring road, but now it is within the second ring road. Qiao can perfectly avoid all main roads, office buildings, pedestrian streets, commercial districts, etc., and accurately find this rich era. The alleys of residential houses are very interesting, and once you find them, there is a continuous area, and the cars can shuttle through it endlessly. It seems that time has been reversed for decades.
I don’t know if it’s the luck of the wusheng class, or the zombies are all concentrated in the wide area or the commercial area with dense Gaokou buildings. On the way, the friends have never encountered large-scale zombies, occasionally a few sporadic ones. Wipe it off.
It was noon at this time, but the weather suddenly turned cloudy.
The jeep and the car drove into an urban village one after the other. They are all old buildings, with mottled exterior walls and disorderly construction, so they can't see their original appearance for a long time. Buildings are very close to each other, and counting the random piles of sundries and garbage, the width that can pass is even less than three meters, which is barely enough for a car, but a Jeep as wide as Joskey still needs to pass. Reduce the speed to the lowest and move forward carefully.
Unfortunately, even so, the front and body of the car were scraped in turn, leaving the bright red paint of the Wrangler on the garbage can, on the tricycle, and even on the edge of the big tank that didn't know what was pickled in it.
"Do you think Qiao Siqi's father knows that his son is driving a bumper car?" Seeing another blue plastic barrel being lifted into the sky by a horseman, Song Fei looked away, filled with emotion.
"I'm sure I don't know," Zhou said, following the Wrangler at a lower speed, "otherwise you should buy him a tank."
"Why not confiscate the killing tools but increase the lethality?" Zhao He pressed Kuang Ye's thigh, leaned forward and interjected.
Zhou Lv sighed: "Haven't you seen it yet? That's a father who is used to children, and he almost gave Qiao Siqi nine days to catch turtles under the moon and five seas."
"If I were his father, his driver's license would be revoked!" Kuang Ye, who was tucked into the arms of the four partners in the back row in a difficult position, could move his mouth all over his body.
Fu Xiyuan: "That would be too cheap for him. If I were his father, I would give him a beating first, and then confiscate my driver's license!"
Hearing this, Wu Zhou finally couldn't bear the torment of his conscience: "I think we can hate the rich, but we can't take advantage of others behind the scenes..."
Song Fei, who had been listening with great interest, covered his chest when he heard the words, and spoke seriously: "After what you said, my conscience hurts a little..."
Zhou Yilu gave him a blank look, looked at the suppressed smile on his face, just wanted to say you just pretend, but suddenly his peripheral vision dimmed, and he instinctively turned around!
I saw a dark blue overalls blown in from nowhere, sticking to the windshield.
Zhou Lv's body shook, and he frantically turned on the wipers, his movements were very flustered and there was a lot of movement.
Song Fei was taken aback, and when he saw the windshield clearly, he couldn't laugh or cry: "It's just a piece of clothing, so don't be so scared."
"You don't understand, as long as I can't see Josic's broken car now, I feel flustered and always feel... Fuck!"
Before he finished speaking, the wipers had scraped off his clothes, and Zhou Yili, who had never dared to take his eyes off the windshield, realized that Qiao Siqi had parked the car almost as soon as his vision was clear, so his feet gave out faster than his brain. Reaction, brake to the end!
The boys in the car team were all unprepared, and all of them were flashed.
Qi Yan, who had Song Fei sitting on his body, was the least affected, and also the fastest to recover, but his eyes widened in the next second, and he couldn't even care about the grinning BF, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhou Lv Hand to honk: "You're crazy—"
Honking the horn here is like telling the zombies, come and catch me.
Zhou Yilu woke up amidst the roar, shook off the hands of his comrades, changed gears, and reversed the car!
Only then did Qi Yan understand why Zhou Lv honked the horn—the red jeep in front was slowly falling backwards!
As a driver, facing this kind of unreasonable reversing, or even slipping the car, honking the horn is an instinctive reaction.
However, they soon discovered the reason for Joskey's reversing - straight ahead, a large van had already driven into this path, and it was coming towards him, and he didn't seem to have any intention of backing down.
There is no room for two cars along the way, and the goods will not be returned, so the two of them can only admit their cowardice and give way obediently.
After a long time, the two cars of the martial arts class finally retreated to a spacious place, and pulled aside tacitly.
After a while, the van drove out, and the friends saw the big characters printed on the side of the compartment—Old Comrade Moving Company.
I thought that after the van came out, I should ride Juechen, but I didn't know that the driver with a crew-shaven hair and sunglasses suddenly stopped the car after taking a look in their direction.
The jeep team and the car team leaning side by side were all at a loss, and the driver over there had put down the glass, put half of his arm on the window, and asked this way: "Why don't you hide and hang around outside?" what?"
The local accent has a special sonorous force.
There were no car windows on Zhou Yi, and he became an outsider without hesitation, so he poked his head out and answered, "We just escaped from the university town in the southern suburbs."
"College student?" The driver's tone could not hide his surprise, and he took off his sunglasses in the next second, as if he could see the martial arts class more clearly, "Just the two of you?"
Under the sunglasses is a face about forty years old, shiny black, with sharp edges and corners, it looks like it has been exposed to the wind and sun all year round. But there was a kind of determination in his eyes, which made him look like a unique social big brother, but when he took off his sunglasses to reveal the window of his soul, he seemed to be a different person in an instant, exuding a heroic and upright spirit.
"Only our two cars, most of the students are still hiding in the school."
"Why don't you hide?"
"I've run out of food. I heard on the radio that there is an airdrop in the urban area."
"Then you just came all the way?"
"Um."
"Did you meet any monsters?"
"... Brother, are you kidding me?"
The dark man froze for a moment, then turned the corner, slapped the car door and laughed loudly: "You guys are really..."
Qiao Siqi, who had just put down the car window, was so frightened that his heart almost skipped a beat, and he couldn't care less about the honorific title: "Keep your voice down!"
The swarthy man smiled enough before waving his hand: "It's okay, this place is off the beaten path. I've been here every day, and I haven't seen many monsters."
Zhou Lu: "The people who live here..."
"It's already hidden. If you don't believe me, when you drive in again, pay attention to look in the windows on both sides."
Zhou Yilu was digesting the information, and the man said again: "If you can come from the university city, you must have some troubles, but listen to my advice, try to find a place to hide during the day, and come out at night if you want to do something, and those monsters at night Poor eyesight, easier to deal with."
Qiao Siqi suddenly realized: "No wonder we didn't see many people along the way. It turns out that they are all day and night..."
The swarthy man had a helpless expression of "what do you think?": "It's just you stupid children who rush forward regardless."
Qiao Siqi didn't like to hear it: "We were also night fighters when we were in school, didn't we just come out and don't know the battle situation in urban areas..."
The dark man suddenly became serious: "It's a matter of life and death, don't take it as a joke!"
Josh shut up for a moment.
All the partners in the martial arts class were also shaken by the shock.
The driver brother who is full of aura is simply too deterrent.
"Where are you going now?"
"Josi Qi's family." Zhou Lv replied obediently, extremely fast, and thoughtfully realized that the elder brother might not understand, so he immediately explained further, "It's... Jin Wanwan."
"Golden Lanwan!" Qiao Siqi immediately checked and filled in the gaps.
The dark man frowned: "That's quite a long way, do we have to go there?"
Zhou Yilu explained: "We are all from other places, and we can't find another place to stay. I wanted to go to the Provincial Stadium just now, but there is already... and if I'm lucky, his family can still have some food."
The dark man nodded to show he understood, then suddenly opened the car door and jumped out.
The whole Wusheng class was stunned.
But the dark man walked straight to the rear of the car and slammed the door twice.
There was obviously someone in the compartment, and soon the door opened from the inside, but no one came out, but the man jumped on it and went inside.
The Wusheng class vaguely heard the driver talking to someone, it seemed that there was more than one person, but they could neither see nor hear clearly across the carriage.
But soon, several heads poked out from the carriage to look at this place, all of them were of the same model as the driver, aged in their 35s, 40s, with dark skin and firm eyes, but at this moment, there was still curiosity in the fortitude.
It didn't take long to look at it, and then I retracted my head. The driver jumped down with two boxes of things and walked towards the martial arts class. Two arms stretched out in the compartment, and pulled the door back and closed it tightly.
"Take it well, save some food." The driver stuffed two boxes of instant noodles into Zhou's glassless car window.
The latter caught it reflexively, but his brain was a little blank.
Or Song Fei leaned over and asked in disbelief, "Give it to us?"
The dark man was amused, and the smile added a touch of tenderness to his tough guy's face: "Well, here you are."
As talkative as Song Fei, he didn't know what to say, so he held back for a long time before saying, "Thank you."
After speaking, he wanted to smoke himself.
The dark man smiled and didn't care.
"Since you've listened to the radio, I won't talk nonsense." He leaned down, looked around everyone in the car through the window, and told everyone in the last word, "Remember, if you persevere to the end, you will win."
The eight comrades-in-arms stared fixedly at him, nodded vigorously for a long while.
The dark man seemed relieved, turned back to the car, and slowly closed the window.
The sixteen friends watched the truck start and drove away slowly, not knowing how to describe the mood at the moment.
Unexpectedly, within a few meters of driving, the dark man suddenly lowered the car window again, and looked back: "Little devil, next time you meet someone my age, call him uncle!"
The martial arts students looked at each other in blank dismay, full of joy.
It is easy to make icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, especially such a fiery charcoal. For the martial arts students, it is not only warmth, but also a kind of happiness of being cared for by the elders.
In the final analysis, they are just a bunch of teenagers who have not come out of society. Of course, they themselves do not know how to use this word. To the ears of their peers, they are definitely pretending to be young. But when you come home from vacation, whoever is not playing with your parents and making a fool of yourself.
You don't grow up because someone is pampering you all the time.
"It should be a demobilized soldier." Talking about the name of the moving company on the vehicle, Qi Yan guessed so.
Song Fei suddenly realized: "No wonder, I just said how to walk so tall and straight."
"Who is the cutest person?" Kuang Ye looked at the direction where the truck disappeared, with steam in his eyes, "Wei Weicheng will not deceive me."
On the road again, Song Fei remembered what the other party said before, and hurriedly looked out the car window.
From the height of the car, you can only see the windows of the first floor of the residential buildings on both sides, but it is enough, because the distance is so close that you can even touch the guardrail with your hands.
I saw that almost every house was covered with curtains, and some seemed to have no curtains, so they used sheets to temporarily cover them. But whether it is curtains or bed sheets, as long as there is a gap, you can vaguely see the person peeping from behind.
They are vigilant, watching, with fear, with caution, and with all the emotions that will arise when facing danger.
But only, no malice.
So even though he felt this kind of peeping from the dark, Wu Shengban didn't feel too much discomfort.
On the contrary, knowing that there are still so many people who are safe makes them feel at ease and at ease.
—This is a silent city, but not a dead city, nothing more to be thankful for.
Not long after driving out of the village in the city, the martial arts class entered a vegetable market path under the leadership of Qiao Siqi.
Naturally, the vendors are gone, but the stalls are still there, and the small caravans are next to each other, telling the prosperity of the past.
At the end of the market is a row of residential buildings, which look newer than the buildings in the village in the city, but they are also old. Qiao Siqi vaguely watched a few zombies wandering in front of the building, and made up his mind to turn sharply to the right as soon as he exited the vegetable market. Walk.
This is also the route that communicated to Zhou Liuli on the walkie-talkie.
But before he could drive out of the market, more and more zombies gathered downstairs, and they were about to block the exit of the market densely!
Qiao Siqi couldn't calm down anymore, kicked the accelerator and started to rush forward.
Seeing the jeep speeding up, Zhou Yili quickly followed suit.
The two cars, one in front of the other, rushed to escape the encirclement before the zombies firmly blocked the exit of the vegetable market, but unexpectedly turned right, and there was another group of zombies head-on!
Qiao Siqi was completely panicked, and he didn't care about the long-term plan, so he ran there as soon as he could, and finally rushed out of the unrenovated area and returned to the commercial area by mistake!
It's exciting now, the zombies don't grow exponentially, they turn up several times.
Qiao Siqi couldn't care less about roads and paths, the most important thing was to run for his life first!
It was a hard job for Zhou Yilu to follow, but fortunately the car was strong, so he didn't lose track.
But one wrong step, one wrong step, there are zombies everywhere, and there are pursuers everywhere.
After soaring for 20 minutes without a break, I finally got rid of all the zombies and came to a secluded place. The sad thing is, Qiao Siqi had never been here before, so he was completely confused.
Seeing that the speed of the car tended to slow down, Zhou Yilv simply drove the car to his left, and the two cars drove side by side, making it easier for the Song class cadres to communicate with driver Qiao: "What's the matter?"
Qiao Siqi, uh, for a long time, finally admitted in embarrassment: "I don't know this road..."
Song Fei 囧: "Didn't you hit the middle of the road before, and you couldn't take a picture once!"
Qiao Siqi's black line: "Then I also drove to the rented house, not running around the city!"
Qi Yan pushed Song Fei's head away, and calmly said to Qiao Siqi: "Our general direction has been going east just now, and now we can go back to the city center if we go west. You will know when you get to the city center."
Qiao Siqi glanced at the thicker and thicker clouds in the sky: "I can't even see the sun now, do you know which side is west?"
Qi Yan shook the BF phone in his hand: "There is a compass."
Qiao Siqi: "We're going east, what's the use of your guide!"
Qi Yan: "..."
All comrades: "..."
Joskey: "Uh, what did I just say?"
Zhou Lu: "Can't your car send someone to collect this mentally retarded person!!!"
As soon as Zhou Lv was distracted, Song Fei, who was looking at the road ahead, widened his eyes and screamed: "Be careful with the manhole cover—"
Zhou Lv suddenly came back to his senses, and saw a sewer well in front of him, and the well cover was removed to the side, exposing the dark mouth of the well!
Right now, the speed of the car is either stuck in the wheel or directly blows out the tire!
Zhou Yili stepped on the brakes in a hurry, but it was too late, the speed of the car was too fast, and he was about to be crushed...
Suddenly a pair of chubby hands stretched out from the mouth of the well, skillfully hooked the manhole cover, and quickly pulled it back to cover it.
But Zhou Lv's speed was still too fast, and the manhole cover had not been completely flat, but had already been pressed over with a thud.
But this scene still stunned the students in the Wusheng class, who had already driven past, and Zhou Lv still didn't let go of the brakes.
Finally, the car stopped seven or eight meters away from the mouth of the well, and Qiao Siqi stepped on the brake a little later than he did, and was a few meters further away.
Without exception, the sixteen friends looked back at the magical wellhead.
Even Kuang Ye felt something was wrong, and struggled to get up and look back.
The manhole cover that has been crushed by tires is half over the head of the well, and the composition is a subtle harmony.
The wind blows across the road, and everything is quiet.
Song Fei swallowed, and didn't know whether to ask his comrades or himself: "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?"
"Impossible..." Ma Weisen poked his head out from the co-pilot of the jeep and looked at it seriously, "It doesn't conform to the national conditions..."
The fleshy little hand suddenly stretched out again.
Everyone's heart tightened, and they didn't dare to speak out.
He still grasped the manhole cover skillfully, but this time he did not close the cover, but pushed it away again.
In the next second, a curly-haired aunt with white papers on her face emerged from the mouth of the well and shouted angrily, "You're running around in broad daylight—"
After finishing speaking, it doesn't matter what the attitude of the Wusheng class is, anyway, he is happy, and with a hook with his little hand, the manhole cover is leveled.
The wind blew across the road, and everything was still.
If it weren't for the ending of Da Ma's ending, the students in the martial arts class would really think that this is just a romantic illusion.
Lin Dilei suddenly asked: "How many games do you think Auntie lost?"
Luo Geng was puzzled: "I'm more concerned about whether there is a place to play down there?"
Zhao He shrugged: "They will always find a way."
Li Jingyu shook his head and sighed: "Sure enough, no one can defeat the Chinese aunt..."
Huang Mo smiled: "Zombies don't work either."
Song Fei endured it for a long time, it was really hard, so he simply let his mouth open, showing his happy white teeth.
Withdrawing the preface, not only is this city not a dead city, it is also not silent at all!
Vigorous, hidden in any possible or impossible place, this is the unique optimism and tenacity of this nation-he is proud and proud of being able to grow in such a land.