Chapter 172: Doomsday Zombie (7)

On the streets of the city that had just been ransacked by zombies, except for those zombies who were still sniffing and ready to hunt at any time, only the corpses that had lost their brains were left on the lonely streets, and the well-equipped truck that was slowly driving in the distance turned a deaf ear to the corpses on the ground and simply ran over.

The people who didn't dare to face the zombies hid behind the heavy curtains, suppressed their breath and looked at the fragmented and deformed corpses after the car ran over, and they had already cursed the people in the car dozens of times in their hearts.

No matter when and where, there are always those who are constantly ostentatious, showing off their gains and turning a blind eye to the losses of others, and are envied and jealous by the people around them.

A young man with a cap covering most of his face poked out of the driver's seat, holding his โ–กโ–ก and aiming at the crumbling stone sculpture not far away, except for the sound of gunfire blocked by the muffler, he could only hear the sound of the stone sculpture landing on the ground.

The zombies who heard the sound all ran towards that place.

The boy got out of the car and entered the small supermarket next to him, and when he came out, he carried two large bags of things in his hand and an unopened chocolate in his mouth.

When he walked a few steps and was about to get into the car, a man suddenly ran out of a building next to him, and came to his ear with a flattering smile to speak.

"You want to join?" He opened the door of the rear compartment with two bags of things, and spoke to the people in the carriage through the half-open door, "Boss, someone wants to join." โ€

The people inside seemed to be talking to him, and the people who were secretly watching no longer cared how the people inside would answer, they stared at the truckload of rice noodles and compressed grain that could be glimpsed in the half-open carriage, and their eyes seemed to glow with blue light.

Half a minute later, the young man turned around, closed the door carefully, looked at the zombies that began to gather in this direction because of the sound just now, and opened the driver's seat directly, "No." โ€

The man who saw the large amount of rice noodles in the carriage and the strong men lying down and resting at close range stood in place, and it was not until the returning zombies approached that he reacted to the boy's refusal just now, and ran to the hiding place in a hurry.

In just a few hours, the news that a truck with license plate xxx had an abundance of food on board had spread rapidly in the zombie-infested city.

When Qi Nian returned to the manor, Jing Hao had already packed up all the things that could be packed and loaded them into an inconspicuous off-road vehicle, leaned on the driver's seat and closed his eyes to think about all the small things in the past, and couldn't help but sigh and sigh that he was really an afterthought when facing someone-related things.

"Why is my sister sighing?"

Jing Hao was startled by the sudden sound, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Qi Nian's gaze as if he had seen a ghost, and blinked before he quickly came back to his senses, "When did you come back?" Got in the car and didn't make any noise at all? โ€

"I got into the car with my sister," Qi Nian tore open the chocolate he was holding in his hand and fed it to Jing Hao's mouth, "It's my sister who thinks about things so seriously that I even forgot about it." โ€

Jing Hao opened her mouth slightly to bite, but the hand holding the chocolate trembled, and the chocolate that had been put away was pulled at the corner of her lips, and a sweet arc was torn before it was accurately fed to her mouth, and at the same time, Qi Nian leaned over, and her unique delicate facial features continued to magnify in front of her.

"What a waste my sister is."

The tip of her warm and moist tongue licked the corners of her mouth, a movement that didn't last long, but it seemed like a few minutes had passed in this position.

Jing Hao's first action when she came back to her senses was to reach out and push away, and after Qi Nian's face showed a proper focus in front of her, she completely came back to her senses and stopped her movements, and the expression on her face was just the right amount of thin anger.

"Ah Nian, you have grown up, and you can no longer kiss and hug you at every turn like when you were a child."

Qi Nian's face flashed with loss, he lowered his head, and his long crow-like eyelashes covered the look in his eyes, but endless sadness was revealed from his tone, "My sister said yesterday that I was my little brother. โ€

Jing Hao took a deep breath and resisted the urge to slap him in the face, trying his best to calm himself down and not to ask for condolences about how thick his skin was, "It's true that you are my brother, but you are really not young." โ€

She bit down on the word "age" slightly.

The car fell silent after her words, quietly got out of the car to close the gate of the manor, walked away a few steps and looked back again, almost every corner here has the memories of her and Qi Nian growing up, and in those growing up years without realizing who he really was, these memories are really nostalgic.

Just like the time she remembers, it's precious.

But now, this manor, which looks extremely safe, but has lost the protection of trusted guards, is bound to become a giant loaf of bread for all kinds of forces in the last days, especially the food they brought back in the previous truckloads.

It's not safe to live here, and they need to find a real room where they can develop an antidote.

Leaving is already an inevitable choice.

Jing got in the car and started, and when the off-road vehicle drove out of the gate of the manor, Qi Nian pulled down her sleeve to attract her attention, looked at her with a look of loss that still remained, and frowned as if she was thinking about it.

"Shall I become an adult? I grew up protecting my sister. โ€

His words are quite familiar, but the person who spoke has changed, and the one who wants to protect is almost an enemy.

Jing Hao stopped, the first thing that came to his lips was rejection, the fait accompli can't be changed, so why keep recalling how innocent he was.

She opened her mouth, and heard her own clear answers.

"Okay, then you have to protect me."

She even wanted to tell him very squeamishly, if you want to protect me well, don't let me live alone after being protected, and then live a life of hardship and pain alone, don't let me stand face to face with you forever, and no longer be able to hand over my back intimately and trustingly.

But she hasn't been squeamish for a long time.

Qi Nian withdrew the gaze that stayed on her face, turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window, which was not good at all, put the chocolate in her hand back into her pocket, and turned to tell her what had just happened.

"I left them in the suburbs, and I can almost wake up at this time, with the food they have on them as a cover, even if someone recognizes us on the road, they should believe that we have been robbed of food."

In the play he had played in the morning, at least for a short time, the convoy that had fled from the city was either thinking about joining the truck or stealing it, and would not pay much attention to them.

It was supposed to be a stretch of travel for just the two of them.