308. Civic Center

The young man blushed and stiffened his neck, kept firing and slamming the accelerator, but unfortunately, the car still didn't move, except for the expulsion and coughing twice.

Because of the mute fire of the car, the people sitting in the car became meat buns in a steamer. In less than a quarter of an hour, dozens of zombies pounced on the outside of the car.

They have no consciousness, no thoughts, and there is only one concept of all, which is cannibalism.

The bloody hands kept scratching the car body, and those blood-red eyes stared at the living people in the car for a moment, and the fangs kept opening and closing, making a bone-eroding, clattering molar. The two girls cried in fear, and the five teenagers looked at each other and smiled bitterly, the trembling and fear in their hearts were no less than the two girls.

"Our brothers have really fulfilled their vows, not to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but to die on the same day and month of the same year!"

"Let's be brothers again in the next life!"

"Eh, it hurts to be bitten to death! Boss, if you don't do a good job, kill me now! I'm afraid of pain, I'm afraid—"

"It doesn't hurt if I die!"

"At least it won't hurt if your whole body is torn to shreds!"

"I can't do it, you let the dick kill you!"

"Second brother—"

"Get out!"

……

"Third child, what are you doing?"

"I'm scared! I don't want to be one of those monsters! ”

"If you can't die with this knife, you have to become a monster!"

"What then? I don't want to die, but I don't want to be a monster! ”

"What to do? What to do! ”

The car was besieged by the zombies and suddenly moved, and the front glass of the car cracked a thin crack under the zombies' combo. Looking at the thin slit that suddenly cracked into patterns on the glass, the fear of the teenagers expanded to the maximum in the cramped space of the carriage.

At the moment when the glass in front of the car broke, Mo Tong raised his hand, his fingertips wrapped slightly, and his palm rotated and pushed outward, and a few demonic scarlet fires bounced out of the carriage. After passing through the glass, the scarlet fire directly expanded, forming a huge fire dragon, and then circled and leaped away, burning all the zombies clean.

The five teenagers who saw Mo Tong's trick were all stunned.

After five minutes of silence in the car, a teenager came back to his senses, his face full of shock and adoration:

"Damn, classmate, you're amazing!"

"This, is this an ability? I've only seen it in fantasy movies, but I didn't expect it to be true! ”

"No wonder you don't look nervous at all, it's a great god!"

"Classmate, phew, great god, which class are you, why haven't I seen you before!"

"Boss, you're so old-fashioned, don't we have a special class in our school, I heard that they all have abilities, that great god classmate, are you from that class?"

"The third child, you are not old-fashioned, you have said it, there is a special class in the school, they all have abilities, and the great god classmate is not that ability class, which ability class can it be."

……

In the teenagers' teasing of each other, Mo Tong did not identify himself, nor did he deny what they thought they were. She didn't want to speak, and they didn't mind, anyway, the great gods were the kind of cold people.

Looking at them in front of him, Mo Tong remembered Yu Rui.

If he hadn't been protected by a bell flute while she was unconscious, and finally guarded by a soul, maybe she would have been eaten by the man-eating red crab.

If he is eaten by a red crab, it is estimated that there is a soul over there that can make his master disgusted to death again, or be smoked to death by Mingfei.

Thinking of this, Mo Tong's skull was in pain, and the most important thing at the moment was to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible.

These teenagers have followed her, and their fate has been deviated by her appearance, and they cannot be left behind.

"Okami, are we going to the Civic Center?"

"There's an armament force over there in the Civic Center, and we'll be able to wipe out these zombies!"

"I've heard that planes can be parked on the roof of the Civic Center, and there are several helicopters on it, so if we can get that thing, we have hope of escaping!"

"If you get that thing, will you drive it?"

"Uh, no, but I think it should be like driving, the fourth can drive, I believe the fourth, definitely, can also fly!"

"I can't fly a plane, I can only fly a dustpan!"

"Don't bring such a demolition!"

……

Because the strength of the ink pupil is there, the skill of setting fire with bare hands is not something that zombies can stop at all. The teenagers followed her, and although they were a little embarrassed in the zombie-infested city, they were no longer afraid at all.

After the initial fear and despair, at this moment they seemed to have fled to safety, and their mood was relaxed, and there was endless hip-hop and laughter along the way.

The two girls, who were originally frightened and couldn't cry uncontrollably, also let go of their fear and laughed under the teasing of the teenager.

On the way to the Civic Center, two girls ask to drop by to see if their parents are there.

All five teenagers were orphans, all of whom lost their parents at a very young age, either abandoned or tragically left their parents, and of course some disappeared for unknown reasons. Hearing the two girls think of their parents, the teenagers were both sad and envious.

After the two girls made a request, the teenagers were afraid that the cold ink pupil would not agree, so they hurriedly knew it with reason and emotion.

They are kind, so they grabbed her by chance of escaping for their lives!

Since the girl's home was on the same line as the Civic Center, Mo Tong naturally didn't stop them from going home to have a look.

Because this look doesn't make much sense, the sudden accident basically ruined the entire third district, except for a small number of people with special equipment who live in the dark corners of the city, most of them have become food under the mouths of zombies, especially the girl's parents, who are ordinary and simple, who have done nothing all their lives, and can only be cannon fodder in this city.

The first to arrive was the home of the girl Huang Yilin.

Huang Yilin's family runs a shopping mall. A long time ago, their family still opened a small supermarket, and later under the hard work of her parents, their small supermarket gradually changed from forty or fifty square meters to a five-story shopping mall integrating food, clothing, entertainment and shopping.

The first floor of the shopping mall is a large supermarket, the second floor is a makeup and gold and silver decoration city, the third floor is men's and women's clothing, and the fourth floor is a children's clothing and game game city.

The mall's doors were wide open, and the transparent glass windows were stained with blood, and some bloody stumps were scattered everywhere. The goods in the supermarket were thrown everywhere, most of the shelves were toppled to the ground, and under the staggered shelves, some zombies were wriggling and howling.

Huang Yilin wiped away a handful of tears and led everyone straight to the third floor, she said that the last address for communication with her parents was the office on the third floor.

On the stairs on the second floor, everyone encountered three roaming zombies, this time Mo Tong did not light the fire with his bare hands, but threw out a machete, and directly cut off the three corpses by head and neck.

Seeing the ruthlessness of Mo Tong, the five teenagers simply admired it to the extreme. If it weren't for the fact that they were in a hurry to find Huang Yilin's parents at this moment, they would probably have to kneel on the spot and beg for apprenticeship.

The chaos on the third floor was the same as on the same floor, with blood stains and stumps everywhere. Some of the blood marks that dragged a long way away, like the calligrapher's stroke on paper, but the black pen was replaced by a red pen.

Looking at those blood stains, Huang Yilin kept praying in her heart, hoping that her parents would be as safe as her.

The closer I got, the more nervous I become.

When I opened the door to the office, the things in the office were quite neat, and it looked like it hadn't been ravaged by zombie attacks.

Huang Yilin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and saw that there was no one in the office, so she guessed that her parents must be hiding in the cubicle of the office.

As she opened the door to the cubicle with joy, her parents were hanging in the air above her head, their eyes wide open, their tongues stretched out three feet long.

Seeing this scene, Huang Yilin collapsed!

Instead of being bitten to death by zombies or turning corpses into zombies, it is better to cut yourself off, at least it won't hurt so much, so desperate, and watch yourself hurt others and yourself.

This is the choice of some people when disaster strikes.

After leaving Huang Yilin's home, the group went to Hu Jinlan's house again.

Compared with Huang Yilin's parents, who chose to commit suicide, Hu Jinlan's parents were in hiding and unfortunately became zombies.

Seeing her parents turn into zombies, Hu Jinlan was very sad, especially after experiencing the horror and despair of entering the house full of expectations, but was almost killed by zombies. Although she was desperate, she still begged Mo Tong not to kill them as soon as she found out that the zombies were her parents.

Even if they become zombies, they are still her parents!

Looking at their faces that no longer have emotional changes, purely knowing that they pounce when they see people and bite when they see people, Hu Jinlan shed tears and locked them in the house.

After leaving Hu Jinlan's house, everyone continued to the Civic Center. The closer you are to the civic center, the more zombies are moving outside. Most of them were wearing uniforms, some in white coats, some in camouflage, and some in black and white professional suits.

Because on the main road, the space is wide, and Mo Tong directly set fire, and after burning for three or four waves, everyone finally arrived at the civic center.

Upon arrival at the Civic Center, there was no joy on the faces of the teenagers. It is supposed that a civic center with a military force should be as strong as a fortress, but it does not look like a fortress, but on the contrary it is worse than the situation outside.

The blood stains on the stumps everywhere are nothing, and the zombies hanging on the high-voltage lines on the side barricades are nothing, and the most thrilling thing is the armed man who fell to the ground and had his head cut off.

Their bodies were neatly placed next to each other, their heads scattered in the square in front of the Civic Center. Most of the heads' faces are still very intact, and the expressions on their faces are stable and indifferent, as if they are willing to die, and a few of them have been gnawed beyond recognition by zombies.

Huang Yilin and Hu Jinran couldn't stand the visual impact in front of them and fainted. The eldest and the second carried one by one, and they looked at Mo Tong, whether they were advancing or retreating, just waiting for Mo Tong's words.