Until he sat in the car, Zhang Hao was still in a state of confusion.

He looked at Arnold in the passenger seat in a daze, completely lacking the momentum he had when he scolded Li Ming angrily.

The huge size and nearly two meters tall make Arnold sit in the passenger seat of the car, making the idle become extraordinarily crowded.

And his domineering outfit and the AK with a cold light in his hand can make people shudder.

Zhang Hao was completely stunned by Arnold, and he didn't dare to move while sitting in the back seat.

Wang Peng's brows furrowed.

It's uncomfortable, it's hard.

For safety, the windows were closed, and Wang Peng did not dare to turn on the air conditioner when he was not sure about the fuel supply.

He was already wearing thick clothes, and he was already sweating profusely.

To make matters worse, there was a burning smell in the car.

Zhang Hao's movements are very sensitive, but after all, it is a war Molotov cocktail produced by the Soviet Union in the Red Alert.

The high-temperature flames burned nearly half of Zhang Hao's hair, and several bubbles burned on his chubby arms.

Wang Peng felt a lot of pain when he looked at it, but Zhang Hao didn't seem to care.

To be precise, the confusion and fear in his heart had made him forget about his physical pain for a while.

Wang Peng knew Zhang Hao, but Zhang Hao didn't know Wang Peng.

Nowadays, young people love to use the Internet one of their favorite things in their spare time.

There is an Internet café near the apartment building, which is where Wang Peng frequents every day.

On weekdays, when he surfs the Internet, he can always see this babbling fat man.

Wang Peng doesn't know what this guy is in real life, but he still has a good impression of this fat man who always likes to shout in the game.

Because this fat man has a lot of friends.

It's really a lot.

Wang Peng is a somewhat taciturn person, he is not pretending to be high, but the experience of his parents when he was a child made him feel a little inferior, although he wanted to make more friends, but he retreated because he was afraid of losing.

Because of this, when he saw that Zhang Hao could always respond to every call, Wang Peng couldn't help but be a little envious of this unattractive little fat man, and thus remembered the nickname that his friends called him.

"Zhang Fatty".

"Eat?"

Wang Peng, who was holding the steering wheel with both hands, did not squint. "There's food in the bag in the back seat."

"Ahh Zhang Hao nodded hurriedly, looked at the schoolbag beside him, hesitated for a moment and did not move. "That...... Who are you? ”

Like Tian Yue before, after getting out of danger, Zhang Hao's attention was all focused on the mobilizer Arnold.

"It doesn't matter who we are anymore." Wang Peng didn't explain much, because there was no need. "I'll find a safe place to settle you in a moment, and then it's up to you."

Zhang Hao was stunned, and then hummed.

Wang Peng had already decided to act alone, and saving Zhang Hao was only because of acquaintances, he and Zhang Hao were not very familiar after all, he was not arrogant enough to judge a person's heart just by virtue of a short contact.

For Zhang Hao, although Wang Peng and Arnold saved his life, driving on the road, watching the scene like the end of the road, the deep sense of uneasiness made him a little restless.

Compared with moving cars, he still feels that thick reinforced concrete gives people a sense of security.

The previous burning of zombies, Wang Peng, who watched it, was excited, but seeing the results, it made him more or less disappointed.

21 money, this is the amount of money that Wang Peng is holding now.

The raging flames had only burned a dozen zombies, although this was far more than Wang Peng had estimated before.

Although skin and fat can be burned, the blood and water of the human body will also extinguish the flames, and against zombies, unless the brain is destroyed, the entire body must be burned to slag.

That's all a Molotov cocktail can do.

It was already completely dark.

The street lamps on both sides of the road are lit up one after the other, illuminating the whole city.

While the zombie virus outbreak has paralyzed the entire city, automated facilities such as street lights have not been affected for a short time.

Wang Peng parked the car in the middle of the road, took out his mobile phone and opened the AutoNavi map.

Fortunately, when he first came to Changsha, because he was not familiar with the place and his personality was difficult to make friends, he deliberately downloaded the offline map of the entire Changsha to prevent himself from getting lost, after all, the cost of a taxi is not cheap.

However, Wang Peng has always been very careful and serious, there is no possibility of getting lost, and the map has never come in handy, I didn't expect that one day it can really be used.

In the absence of a signal at all, a set of offline maps can be quite useful.

He soon found his target, a PetroChina gas station.

Fuel, which is a necessity for driving a car, is also the most precious resource in any film and television work or apocalyptic novel.

Although the instrument shows that there is still more than half of the remaining oil, Wang Peng is still used to taking precautions.

"Is there a signal?"

Seeing Wang Peng take out his mobile phone, Zhang Hao's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he asked expectantly.

Wang Peng shook his head.

It would be nice if there was a signal, at least I could know how my sister is now......

Zhang Hao's eyes dimmed.

"What the hell is going on...... Why is this happening? ”

Wang Peng couldn't help but be silent.

He also wanted to know what was going on.

There was no news report at all before, and the zombie virus suddenly broke out without warning, followed by all the network signals were cut off, and he inexplicably got a red alert system.

But now is not the time to dwell on these, even if you figure these out, the zombie crisis will not be solved immediately, and my sister who is far away from CD will not be safe!

The gas station arrived......

Looking at the gas station on the side of the street from afar, Wang Peng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhang Hao opened his mouth wide in astonishment.

At the entrance of the gas station, a large truck was horizontal, the front of the truck crashed into the wall next to the service station, and under the light of the street lamp, several zombies could be vaguely seen wandering around the truck.

This is a gas station, and even if Wang Peng is an idiot, he knows that he must not shoot here.

In hand-to-hand combat, Arnold was fine against two or three zombies at the same time, and the number of zombies at the gas station obviously exceeded this number.

If you use a horn to lure them out......

Wang Peng couldn't help frowning and looking at a tall building in the distance.

The map shows that it is a logistics company, and the heavy trucks here at the gas station may come out of there.

If you press this horn, it will be difficult to attract the zombies in the logistics company.

The map shows that this is the nearest gas station, and although the next gas station is only a few dozen minutes away by car, there are many residential buildings around.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Peng looked at Arnold, and then gritted his teeth fiercely.

"! This vote is dry! ”

It's stumped with less than 10 zombies, how can you go to the CD to find your sister?!