The convoy drove out of the gate of the base, Wen Luming had not come out for more than half a year, and the town that had lost its humanity had become more desolate and empty than before.

The road has been unmaintained for a long time, and although there are people walking on the road every day in the base, the survivors who come and go in a hurry will not notice the road that is trampled underfoot, so the road is in tatters day by day, and the asphalt on the road is missing a piece in the east and a piece in the west, and there are potholes, and it has long been flat before the end of the world.

The roadside began to be covered with vines, and the trees that had been planted for greenery grew wildly after the end of the world. Thankfully, the remaining trees, although very tall, are not mutated plants, as the mutated plants have long since been destroyed by the Adepts who often go on quests.

Wen Tiandao's child sat obediently on his father's hard belly, tilting his head curiously with big eyes and looking at the scene outside the car window.

Except for the pine tree that Wen Luming often used as an umbrella, he had never seen so many tall green plants since he was born, so lush and full of life.

There were no big trees in the base, only a few small ones, but they were all malnourished because their leaves were plucked off as soon as they grew - plucked by the hungry survivors.

The roads closer to the base were cleared very smoothly, so the car was driving fast all the way, and there were not a few zombies on the road, all of them were hit by the speeding car, and they were solved in an instant.

As the car gradually drove into the big city, the mottled buildings, roaring zombies, colorless billboards and peeling walls turned the colorful world of flowers before the end of the world into a desolate and dilapidated black and white landscape.

The zombies who haven't smelled human smells for a long time, when they saw a car driving in, all the flies rushed up as if they saw the blood, and the zombies' hands and feet were numb a lot, and their combat effectiveness improved a lot, of course, the combat effectiveness of humans will also be improved.

Dense zombies flocked to the galloping convoy from all directions, but where could they compare to the speed of Humvees and military vehicles? The cars whizzing by made it impossible for them to even touch the butt of the car.

Wen Tiandao's children saw so many zombies with terrifying faces, but they were not afraid at all, but stared at those zombies with disemboweled, stumps and broken arms, and they were so excited that they jumped in his father's arms, the little guy's courage must be as big as a water tank, right?

"It's really the boss's seed." Zhou Wen praised the little fat man's calm and fearless performance with an admiring face, "This kid is a talent!" ”

"Of course!" Wang Wenyu still has an ice cube face, but the slightly upturned corners of his mouth and his arrogant tone all show his pride and love for the little fat man.

The Humvee roared past, the blood and minced flesh of the zombies splashed on the car window, and the little one, who was fresh to everything, could not see the outside, and suddenly lost his exuberant appearance, and turned his little head back in a hurry.

Wang Wenyu looked at the little fat man with his dark and deep eyes. The little fat man also looked up at him, mum-hmm, and said his own alien language, glanced at Wang Wenyu, then turned his head and looked out of the car window, then at his father, and then at the window.

Obviously, he was telling his dad to look out the window and ask him to solve the problem of blocked sight.

The father and son have a good heart, and Wang Wenyu understands his small movements.

But now it's in the process of fast driving, there are zombies chasing outside, and you can't open the window to wash the glass.

So the serious and upright father pressed the little fat man's twisting little head, not letting him look outside, only letting him look straight ahead.

But is it so easy for Wentiandao children to be dealt with? Of course not, he stubbornly resisted his father's authority, and used his little head to fight against his father's big hand, and tried his best to fight against his father.

The grasshopper shakes the tree, the ants are beyond the power of the elephant, how can the little ant of Wentiandao resist the elephant of Wang Wenyu? He can only be pressed to look at the big bad guy who oppresses him!

The little fat man saw that the use of martial arts did not work, and immediately changed to using literary drama to achieve his goal - as soon as his eyes were closed and his mouth was flattened, he began to cry loudly.

Wang Wenyu saw him crying, and immediately became at a loss, you know, the little guy almost doesn't cry, "men can't easily shed tears" This kind of boy's professionalism seems to be untaught, and it is inherently written in his genetic map.

Wang Wenyu had never seen the little guy's crying skills before, but he was fortunate enough to see it now.

The little guy howled loudly, and the roof of the car was about to be lifted by his cry, but fortunately the car was soundproof, otherwise it would have been heard by the zombies outside the car, and it would have been chased like a dog.

But the people in the car were offended, and everyone was almost deaf by his howl.

Liu Jingyu covered his ears: "Whew! Is this thundering? ”

"It's a mental attack! The energy exploded, little one! Zhou Wen was so devastated that he hurriedly shouted: "Boss, hurry up and coax the little guy!" ”

How to coax? He won't be able to deal with the crying little milk baby! Daddy Wang Wenyu shouted in his heart.

Looking at the little ancestor who opened his mouth and howled so much that he could see it in his throat, he panicked, he didn't know what to do, he was even more nervous than the first time he went to the deep mountains and old forests to catch drug dealers, and his usually amazing momentum was instantly killed by his own son.

The little ancestor howled so earth-shatteringly that Wang Wenyu had to turn his head and wink at Wen Luming with pitiful little eyes, hoping that she would lend a hand.

Wen Luming quickly took out a teething stick from the package and stuffed it into the big mouth of the little fat man.

All of a sudden, the world was pure.

The little villain who was crying just now, now he is focusing on biting the teething stick, and he has become a quiet little beautiful man, and he has staged a wonderful drama of becoming a little angel in a second, and no one would have thought that he would be a little devil who destroys people's eardrums for a second.

The little angel has something to play with, and finally no longer thinks about the "big toys" walking outside the car.

Wen Luming couldn't help but reach out and pinch his fat little face, "The little villain is pretending to cry." ”

Wang Wenyu looked at his face, and sure enough, there was not a single tear, and his face was clean, which was really cunning.

Mom continues to debunk his little tricks: "He's asking for something fun. ”

"Damn! Do you want to be so cunning? He's a goblin! Zhou Wen shouted exaggeratedly, "Boss, the blue is better than the blue!" ”

Seeing that he had a new toy, Wen Tiandao's child was very face-saving, and smiled sweetly at his father, so bright that the sun was about to lose its color!

Little devil! Wang Wenyu said in his heart, silently removing the realization from his little fleshy face.

But he was still a little angel, and lo and behold, he took his precious teether out of his mouth and generously stuffed it into Wang Wenyu's mouth......

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