Chapter 138: The Last Days (32)

"Do you have to follow?" He looked at her with a headache.

Sino didn't say anything, just pursed his lips and nodded.

She knew he was worried about her brother, but she was also worried about him dying.

"Forget it, I'll clean up the body with you first." Zhang Junyao gritted his teeth and said.

Originally, this was his private matter, and before he came out, he promised his parents and relatives that he would do his best to ensure that they would go back with all their beards and tails.

If they were killed again because of his personal matter, he would not be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Moreover, these corpses looked like they had not been dead for a long time, and in order to avoid becoming food for zombies and growing zombies, they couldn't turn a blind eye to it.

Spent an hour cleaning the battlefield, looking for supplies and people alive.

But in this area of the county, not to mention human beings, there are not even zombies, and of course there are no substances.

It's so abnormal.

However, Sino was lucky, she picked up 5 hedrons.

Of course, this luck is compared to others, after all, no one present except her and Zhang Junyao picked up the leak.

As for the person who was opened, he didn't need to look for it, it was all sent to the door by the spar.

For example, the kind of hedron that is stunned when you walk, and you can find the hedron underneath when you move away from the corpse.

There are also 17 spars sent to the door, which is really heart-stopping.

The brain scanning function seems to be blocked, sad.

Everyone has incarnated lemon essence, and only he is the one who gets into the car proudly.

The off-road vehicle drove towards the center, but still failed to find people.

It's almost 6 p.m., and the locals are preparing dinner.

It wasn't until the off-road vehicle drove less than 10 minutes and stopped in front of a small red building that they spotted human traces.

A railing, Chu and Han are distinct.

Outside the railing, it was as if there was no living thing but them.

Inside the railing, about 100 meters away, six bald men with submachine guns were holding them, and there were also seekers on the surrounding tall buildings.

"Stinky policeman, you're here to die!" A voice full of anger suddenly sounded.

Just look at Chen Dabiao, the golden powerhouse in the murderer gang, swaggering out from behind the 6 big men with a submachine gun.

In fact, since Zhang Junyao and them entered the county, their people have found out, so they are also prepared now.

Each brother is gearing up to teach this group of stinky strips a profound lesson in revenge for their previous sins.

This will Zhang Junyao solemnly motioned for them to assemble their weapons, they were the first cars to drive, and at the same time sent them a message with the sanitary phone that was rationed to each vehicle.

Let them retreat when they find an opportunity, find a place to take cover and then fight back.

Looking at the uniform bald head, Sino had a bit of an attack of blindness.

Looking around, he used his brain to detect that there were 12 ambushes on the high ground, with 2 people in each place.

However, when she saw the window on the second floor, there were three men doing unspeakable things to a woman, and the woman's face was facing the window.

The woman's expression was numb in despair, like a marionette.

At this moment, her body had an abnormal sense of anger, and a sense of despair that did not belong to her.

Sino clenched his fists, and wanted to take out the laser gun he had begged from Bugas to kill them all.

But she was still sensible, and she knew that she couldn't be impulsive and urge her mental power to fight against the residual emotions of her body.

Since she accepted Wang Xiaoxiao's task entrustment, and the other party paid extremely precious soul power, then her hatred.

If she can, she will also report to her.

It's just that there are many enemies, and she can only find the initiator and let him taste the suffering that Wang Xiaoxiao has suffered.

Wang Xiaoxiao died a year after the end of the world, due to a serious gynecological disease.

She is not yet 13 years old, although she does not look brilliant, but she is a woman, and she has extremely delicate skin.

In this way, like many women who have no combat effectiveness, they are used as goods many times to exchange for food and turn over to different men.

And those are not strong, they are still the lowest group of ordinary men in the last days.

During the day, you have to follow the stranger to a place infested with zombies to find supplies, and if you can come back alive at night, you will vent your anger and fear.

And they are just tools.

Xiyi and the big cat felt her full of anger at the same time in the sea of knowledge.

"Little sister~ calm down!" Nishiyi said dryly.

"Boss, impulsively struck by lightning!" The big cat also said cautiously.

In fact, they were all unilaterally cut off by her, but her current mood is extremely unstable, and the entire sea of consciousness is churning.

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Junyao first noticed that something was wrong with her from the rearview mirror, turned his head sideways to look at her and asked with concern.

Her whole body was trembling, her face was extremely bad, her lips were bitten, and blood was already flowing to her chin.

The others looked at her with concern, but now it was the moment of life and death, and they didn't bother to comfort her.

Zhang Junyao finished his business early, so he had time to care about her.

At this critical moment, he was worried about whether she was not feeling well, so he reached out and touched her forehead.

"I don't have a fever either!" He said to himself.

But he didn't know that the moment he touched her forehead, she seemed to be a lot clearer, and successfully drove away Wang Xiaoxiao's great resentment.

She could actually hear what he was saying to the two systems just now, but she was trying her best to confront Wang Xiaoxiao's residual emotions, and she couldn't be distracted to reply.

Alas! It is not as attractive as being opened.