"you, dad!" Wang Fatzi kicked a car parked on the side of the road and scolded.

It's not that Wang Fatzi's orientation has changed, it's really a "groove mud horse", and it is impossible to describe Wang Fatzi's mood at this time.

He left the periphery of the Jinling City Security Zone and walked eastward, looking for vehicles and medicines along the way, but what made Wang Fatzi speechless was that none of the cars had oil in them, some of them were a little bit, and they stopped after driving a few hundred meters, and they attracted a large number of zombies, and he almost died in the corpses.

The car was not found, the medicine was not found, the food was not found, and even the fat man of the water king did not find a bottle, and the search was too clean.

He carried Lin Yiting on his back for ten kilometers, and when he came to the suburbs, he thought that he could find what he wanted, and when he saw a Daben parked on the side of the road, he ran over in a hurry, but there was no gas.

That's it, can you leave a battery for Lao Tzu for an electric car? No, but none of the electric cars have batteries, and they are all dismantled.

Wang Fatzi felt that he was a dog in the sun, so he would carry it like this, so he scolded again and again

Looking at the sky, it was already noon, and he hadn't eaten a drop of water until now, let alone tired.

"Huhuhu" Wang Fat Man gasped, wiped a handful of sweat on his eyes with his hand, and looked around.

Houses were burned, trees were broken, the ground was littered with dead branches and leaves, and everything looked desolate and dilapidated.

There was no choice but to go forward, and after walking a few steps, three zombies suddenly rushed out of a house in front of them.

Wang Fatzi did not hesitate, immediately shot with a hand crossbow, this way down, Wang Fatzi's mastery of the crossbow became more and more proficient, two short arrows flashed silver, pierced into the heads of the two zombies, and rushed out again, with a black sticky bloodstain.

There was still a zombie left, so Wang Fatzi pulled out a steel pipe from his back, rushed up, and smashed the zombie's head with the steel pipe.

After the death of the body, the calcium in the bones is lost, and if the zombie does not evolve, the bones will become extremely fragile.

It's just that it's a rotten watermelon, and it's all moldy and black inside.

After killing these three zombies, Wang Fatzi hurriedly left, because it was too quiet here, and the slightest movement might attract the attention of the zombies.

However, when he passed by the door of the three zombies that came out just now, he subconsciously glanced inside, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, he was so happy when he saw it.

"Groove! That's you! Wang Fatzi was excited and rushed in.

What's inside? It's not something tall, it's an old-fashioned rickshaw.

Wang Fatzi is no stranger to tricycles, he remembers that when he was a child, his grandfather had a tricycle, and he often rode the tricycle, with a large number of friends younger than himself, all over the village. Go to the threshing floor in the south of the village to hide the stuffiness, go to the vegetable garden in the east of the village to steal cucumbers, go to the big river in the village to bathe, and go to the small river ditch in the west of the village to fish for lobsters.

Full of memories, it can be said that the tricycle is an important part of Wang Fatzi's childhood.

Nowadays, in the era when the streets are full of bicycles, and the last is also electric vehicles, it is really not easy to find an old-fashioned human-powered tricycle.

Wang Fatzi found bicycles before, sharing bicycles all over the street, but Wang Fatzi couldn't ride it, not only could he not unlock it, but he also had to pay a deposit, and Wang Fatzi couldn't stand it.

Of course, it's a joke, the main reason is that the bicycle is too small to take Lin Yiting with it, and the tricycle is different, not only can Lin Yiting be put in, but also the boy can be put in.

Wang Fatzi no longer hesitated, put Lin Yiting into the tricycle, threw the backpack into the tricycle, called the tricycle, and then pedaled the tricycle and ran away.

If you don't run, you can't do it, the movement just now has attracted a lot of zombies.

The speed of the tricycle is not fast, but it is faster than walking. However, after pedaling for half an hour, Wang Fatzi was also tired, and when he turned around, he saw Tsai lying on his stomach sleeping in the car, and he immediately drove Tsai out of the tricycle and let Tsai run by himself.

Every time he rode a distance, Wang Fatzi would jump down, check the pharmacies and vehicles on the side of the road, and after riding for more than ten kilometers, Wang Fatzi still didn't find a car that could be used.

Not far in front of the Yangtze River Bridge, Wang Fatzi thought that it should be better to cross the bridge, this Jinling City safety zone, if even Jiangbei is looted, it will be too bullying.

As a result, Wang Fatzi was speechless, and he could only look at the bridge and sigh in the face of the bridge, if the bridge was blown up and broken, unless he could fly, he would not be able to cross at all.

Just to say, the bridge is on the highway, and he is under the highway, which is a moat, and the slope is seventy or eighty degrees high, and the tricycle can't go up even if he is killed.

Even if Wang Fatzi can go up, he doesn't dare to go, there is a toll booth on the bridge, and it is full of cars, not only cars, but also zombies.

Wang Fatzi stopped below, and he could hear the roar of the zombies above, so he had to give up.

"This is the second bridge, Lao Tzu will go to the fourth bridge!" In this way, Wang Fatzi rode for more than two hours, and finally reached the fourth bridge, and was speechless again, and was bombed in the same way.

"Loser!" Wang Fatzi scolded: "What the hell, the bridge that cost billions of dollars to build was blown up like this, what the hell is this for?" ”

But now it doesn't help, the bombing is all blown up, and there is no way.

In fact, there are not only these two bridges, there are many bridges in Jinling City, but there are two of them, and he must enter them in the safety zone of Jinling City.

There is also a bridge, the Jinling Yangtze River Bridge, and Wang Fatzi ran over without knowing the road at that time. At the time, I thought I had run over, so I ran over, but I didn't think much about it.

Now that he found that the second and fourth bridges were all bombed, he couldn't cross at all, so Wang Fatzi had to think about where to cross the bridge next.

Now there are two plans, one is to go back to the Jinling Yangtze River Bridge, and the other is to continue east, east is Jingkou City, and Jingkou City also has a bridge.

In Wang Fatzi's image, the Jingkou Bridge is two floors, with cars running on the top and trains on the bottom.

Wang Fatzi is also worried that he will encounter the bridge toll station again, blocking so many vehicles and zombies, and he can't pass through it, but if it is two floors, the railway will definitely not be charged, and he will walk from the railway, wouldn't it be much safer, thinking of this, Wang Fatzi plans to go to Jingkou.

The Jinling Yangtze River Bridge is the same as the upper and lower floors, but Wang Fatzi is a little afraid to go.

It is said that the place is being rebuilt, but it has not yet been opened to traffic.

Second, he was too close to the safety zone of Jinling City, and he was afraid that he would be discovered by the people who were chasing him.

Thirdly, Jinling City was really looted too clean, and if you go back, there is no food and water, and Wang Fatzi can't hold on. And there is one most important problem, that is, Lin Yiting's condition is getting worse and worse, and he must go to Jingkou to find medicine to treat Lin Yiting.

Thinking of this, Wang Fatzi no longer hesitated, and rode in the direction of Jingkou in the gloomy sky.

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