Zhang Jun drove the car on the road quickly, while Li Jinghao on the side lay down the seat and closed his eyes.

"Why didn't you save that fat man, otherwise...... Dai Fat Man should owe us a favor. ”

Li Jinghao slowly opened his eyes, and there was coldness in his eyes: "My mouth is too stinky, otherwise I would have saved it." ”

Zhang Jun smiled: "Haha, but Dai Fatzi is going to explode now, who doesn't know that Director Han is one of his most important subordinates, and it seems that he is quite good at winning people's hearts, and many of his younger brothers are Director Han's people." ”

Li Jinghao pinched his eyebrows and did not answer.

"Lao Li, how is the strength of the assassin?"

Li Jinghao raised his eyebrows: "I don't know, but it seems that he should be better, and he doesn't seem to be an evolutionary." ”

Zhang Jun smiled gloatingly: "This Director Han is really useless, but it's ......"

His expression suddenly became solemn: "Brother Bai's explanation was not done, and he also had a feud with Dai Fatzi, what should I do when I go back?" ”

Li Jinghao pinched his eyebrows: "Dai Fatzi is busy fighting with Luo Yuan's nest, so he doesn't have time to look for us, and our relationship with the people in the east of the city has always been bad, so it doesn't matter." ”

"What about Wu Xin?"

Li Jinghao glanced at Zhang Jun and did not speak.

Zhang Jun touched Li Jinghao with a wicked smile: "Hehe, I knew that you didn't save Director Han, definitely not because you hated him for having a bad mouth, because you also hated that woman." ”

"Zhang Jun!"

"What's wrong?"

"Your mouth is annoying too."

……

'Huhuhu~'

The manic wind howled incessantly, cutting through his face like a knife, and he looked up at the dim sky and scolded, "Damn, what a idea! ”

Then he looked at the streets around him and sighed, it seems that he will not be able to make it to the base tonight.

Turning around and burrowing into a unit building, the dark hallway was full of coagulated blood, and it was slippery to step on.

Wu Xin glanced at the first floor and found that there was a family with the door open, and in the middle of the living room lay half of the hollowed-out female corpse, the sofa and TV were splashed with blood, and half an arm fell at the door, looking extremely disgusting.

But at this time, he couldn't care about so much, Wu Xin approached the house, and after closing the door, he heard a commotion, and then saw a thin young zombie rushing out of the house, moving extremely fast.

Wu Xin didn't dodge or dodge, his eyes froze, and the black qi suddenly turned into a long knife, and with the sound of 'grunt', the head of the young zombie rolled on the floor like a watermelon, and his body collapsed directly to the ground.

"A second-generation breed is also the same as Lao Tzu's skin?"

After cursing a few words, Wu Xin put the king behind him in a clean corner of the sofa.

At this time, Wang Bu's face turned pale, and the wound on his arm gushed blood like not asking for money, staining his and Wu Xin's clothes red.

Wu Xin muttered: "How is it, are you still conscious?" ”

Wang effortlessly opened his eyelids and squeezed out a few words: "You...... , if you don't bandage me again, I'll die! ”

Wu Xin scratched his head in embarrassment, and rummaged in the room in a panic, Damn, where is the medicine box?

Finally, he finally found it, hurriedly ran to Wang Bu's side, and exhaled deeply: "Don't shout that it hurts." ”

"Stop the ink, Shabi is stunned!"

Rao is the king who has never been rude, and he can't control his emotions at this time, so he bursts into a foul language.

Wu Xin cut off Wang Bu's sleeve with a knife, but his clothes were already connected to the wound, and he tore them off so hard that he could even see the flesh and skin.

Wang Bu snorted, and the sweat on his forehead slowly flowed out.

Immediately, the wound was exposed in front of Wu Xin's eyes, Wu Xinxin's heart trembled, the wound was almost broken, and a grain of iron sand, large or small, was trapped in the flesh, and the wound was extremely large.

Fuck the grass, it's so fucking ruthless!

Wu Xin scolded secretly, used alcohol to detoxify the tweezers, and then pulled out the iron sand.

As Wu Xin pulled out the iron sand every time, Wang Bu would have a few more beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead.

……

Wu Nobunaga breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay." ”

Wang Bu looked at the bandaged wound with a weak expression, and squeezed out a smile: "Thank you." ”

"Thanks."

Wu Xin saw that Wang was not fine, so he was also relieved, stood up and looked at the room.

The eyes suddenly fell on the group photo placed on the dining table, the photo shows a good-looking woman holding a little boy in her arms, standing in front of a wheat field with a bright smile, it seems that it should be a mother and son, and there are several numbers engraved under the photo frame, 2014.5

Wu Xin looked at the young zombie covered in blood on the ground, and then looked at the female corpse that had been hollowed out, this ...... That's them.

The mood was suddenly a little complicated, and he didn't dare to imagine what it would be like for a woman to be eaten alive by her son when the end of the world broke out......

But I don't know how much this kind of thing will happen in the world, this, damn the world!

Wang Bu also noticed it and sighed: "Is there any smoke?" ”

Wu Xin took out a cigarette, lit it and stuffed it into Wang Bu's mouth, and his mood became heavy.

Raising his eyes to look out the window, he was stunned.

I saw that there was a sudden heavy snow outside, and it was snowing?

"It's as hot as summer in the morning, and now it's snowing again?"

Wang did not exhale the smoke: "It doesn't snow, I haven't seen snow for almost a year." ”

Wu Xin smiled and nodded, yes, it was originally winter and summer was born.

The two chatted for a while, and Wu Xin helped Wang Bu into one of the bedrooms inside, the living room was too disgusting, and the two couldn't accept it, and looking at the corpses of these two mothers and sons, they were not very comfortable.

Wang did not look at this bedroom, and saw that the decoration should be that of a little boy.

On the wall is a poster of an American football player, and there are labels underneath.

"When I grow up, I'm going to be like James."

"It looks like I'm a few centimeters taller, and I'm getting closer to my target."

"James is too bitter, isn't it......"

A distorted and immature text brought Wang Bu into the world of the little boy, Wang Bu's indifferent face suddenly showed a smile, and then looked at the notebook on the table, as if it was the little boy's diary?

He walked over to the table and noticed a few yellow drops of water on the diary.

This is, zombie saliva?

Wang Bu flipped through the diary and looked at the words on it.

On Monday, it was so hot today, but my mother still asked me to drink hot water, saying that it was good for my health, and it was so annoying.

On Tuesday, I scored several goals in today's game, and I was angry with the big dragon on the opposite side, and I was happy.

On Wednesday, my father, who I hadn't seen for a long time, suddenly came and said that he was going to take us away, saying that there was danger here, but my mother didn't believe it and gave him a big fight, and he hit my mother.

On Thursday, today my mother took me to eat something delicious, but my mother didn't let me eat too much, and she said yes

At this point, the text comes to an abrupt halt, replaced by a drop of yellow water.

The king did not know that the little boy had mutated.

Then he closed the notebook with a heavy heart, chewing on that sentence repeatedly, there was danger, how did they know? Did the government know in advance that this crisis was about to erupt?