Mu Jing rubbed his somewhat sore wrist, kicked away the corpse that was deliberately thrown over by Prince Qiu, and swept it over with cold eyes, "Want to die?" ”

Prince Qiu, who killed the red-eyed man, licked his lips, "I don't want to." ”

"Then be honest."

After a warning, she bent down and tore off a cloth from the corpse's clothes to wipe the blood-stained dagger, killing hundreds of zombies at one time made her breathing a little chaotic, and after standing in place for a while, she said, "Let's go." ”

Several other people, who were also not much better, followed her one after another, and were a little surprised to see that their car parked on the side of the road was still there.

"The keys are all here, and no one drove them away?"

Prince Qiu took out the key from under the cushion, "It seems that there are only dead people in this place. ”

The others didn't talk and got into the car one after another.

When the car started at high speed, Mu Jing, who was leaning on the back of the chair, stretched out his hand to Yin Ze who was sitting on the side, after all kinds of hints and training before, Mu Jing didn't need to say it at this time, Yin Ze had almost habitually held her hand and began to massage her.

When Yin Ze realized his behavior, it was impossible to withdraw his hand.

Prince Qiu saw their intimate interaction in the rearview mirror, and there was a hint of coldness in his smile, why did he take the initiative to be a driver? Isn't it good to throw the car keys to Yin Ze at first?

If he wasn't the driver, he should be the one who rubbed Mu Jing's wrists now, right?

No one spoke along the way, until they arrived at a gas station, and Prince Qiu parked the car on the side of the road and did not drive in.

"There's a van in front, will there be anyone in the gas station?"

Zhou Qiyang looked at the silver van parked in the gas station, "The wheels seem to be new, and there are people in them?" ”

Although it is a question sentence, Zhou Qiyang is very sure that there are people inside, but he can't infer how many people are hiding in the store at the gas station.

"Get out of the car."

Mu Jing carried the backpack and led people out of the car, took out a gun under their gaze, and then threw the backpack on her back, seeing their stupid expressions because she took out the gun, and said, "Don't you want to refuel?" Stupidly standing here and sending you gravity here? ”

Zhou Qiyang swallowed his saliva, pointed to the thing in her hand, and said, "This? It's true? ”

Are toys so realistic now? The conscience of the industry.

"Bancao, it's just a gun."

Mu Jing took the lead to walk to the gas station, and Prince Qiu caught up at this time and wanted to say a few words, but he was suddenly pushed by Yin Ze, and he was pulled away in an instant.

"......" is hateful.

Zhou Qiyang slowed down his pace a little, pretending not to see the fight between them, and looked like he was trying to watch out for a surprise attack from behind.

There were a lot of corpses dumped outside the gas station, and there was a foul smell on a hot day.

Mu Jing walked towards the store without frowning, and was just about to push the door when he saw the lock behind the door.

Raised his eyebrows, stepped out of the way, and said, "Smash." ”

A separate gas station, and there is no fear that the loud noise will attract anything.

Prince Qiu took the order, took out an iron rod from a certain corpse, weighed it, skimmed the corners of his mouth with some disgust, and then picked up the iron rod with both hands and swung it towards the glass door!

"Oops."

Prince Qiu looked at the shattered glass door and said, "Misestimated. ”

I thought it would take a lot of strength, but it shattered as soon as I knocked it.

Mu Jing stepped on the glass slag, just stepped into the store, and saw that it was obviously searched inside, so he didn't even look to the side, so he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the cash register, and when he heard the sound of gasping, he turned his head to look, and when he found that it was a boy holding a wooden stick in his hand, he hooked his lips and smiled, "Hello." ”