Chapter Seventy-Eight: Leaving the City

"It's really lost to you, so I'll go too!" Seeing that Ye Qiang was so determined, Feng Fufu reluctantly decided. There were too many zombies around the Internet café, and he really didn't have the courage to continue living here alone. Instead of waiting quietly for death, it is better to play with Ye Qiang.

"Let's go! Plans need to change a bit, though! Carrying the things that had been prepared a long time ago, the two of them went downstairs together. But it was such a subtle sound that attracted more than a dozen zombies in an instant.

"Fortunately, I was prepared!" Draped the prepared sheets on himself and Feng Fufu, Ye Qiang swaggered over to the zombies. That attitude of not taking zombies in his eyes even made Feng Fufu temporarily suppress his resentment against the foul-smelling sheets.

Seeing the zombies sniffing and sniffing around Ye Qiang, but not making a move, Feng Fufu was greatly surprised. When the zombies left and Ye Qiang began to walk out, he finally couldn't help but speak. "Man! What is it on your sheets, why didn't the zombies attack us! ”

"It's nothing, I just cut the zombies into minced meat, spread the sheets and dry them! It's the first time I've used this trick, but it's pretty good! Pushing a motorcycle on the street, Ye Qiang responded in a low voice. This trick is indeed very useful, as long as you don't die and get too close to ordinary zombies or run into xenomorph zombies, you won't be discovered.

Ye Qiang said plainly, but Feng Fufu, who was listening, almost didn't spit it out. Ye Qiang did go out for a while last night, but he didn't expect him to do this kind of thing. The thought of his skin being in contact with these messy things made Feng Fufu feel a churn in his stomach.

He couldn't help but pull the sheet down, Feng Fufu looked at the direction of Ye Qiang's departure, and his thick eyebrows suddenly wrinkled into a pimple. "This direction you are going in is not where the army is located!"

"Of course not, we're going in the opposite direction!" Ye Qiang's voice was not loud, but it reached Feng Fufu's ears with extreme precision. If there are old people in the ancient martial arts world here, they will definitely find that Ye Qiang's hand has already had the prototype of "gathering sound into a line".

"Huh? Isn't our plan to join the soldiers and go out of the city together? Why did you suddenly change your hexagram! ”

"Big brother! The plan can't keep up with the changes, do you understand! Breaking through with the army is based on the condition that they have the ability to protect us. Now that they're all too busy to take care of themselves, what are we going up there for? Looking for death? If you have any kung fu, it's better to take advantage of the time when they attract zombie firepower, and hurry up! ”

Ye Qiang didn't understand what he said too clearly, but Feng Fufu still understood. This guy actually used the army as bait and took the opportunity to escape himself. Judging from his various preparations, Ye Qiang's idea was by no means a moment. Inexplicably, Feng Fufu actually admired Ye Qiangsheng a little.

That's right, it's admiration! If it was before the end of the world, people like Ye Qiang would definitely stay away. But in today's world, such people tend to live longer.

After walking for a while, Ye Qiang saw that the number of zombies around him had decreased. So he stepped on the motorcycle and beckoned Feng Fufu to get into the car. With a "buzz" sound, the motorcycle rushed out like an arrow from the string.

"Little brother! You drive so fast, be careful of overturning! Holding Ye Qiang's waist tightly, Feng Fufu's face was deformed by the wind. He's also a thrill-seeker, and it's a daily routine for him to go fast.

But sitting in Ye Qiang's back seat, he was scared because he was too fast. Ye Qiang is not so much riding a bicycle as he is flying. The feeling of dancing on the tip of a knife is really scary.

"Shut your mouth, I need to concentrate now!" Feeling Feng Fufu's dishonest hands groping around his waist, Ye Qiang couldn't squirt a mouthful of salt soda to kill him, this guy definitely has no female friends before the end of the world, or he loves 1 man!

If Feng Fufu knew that Ye Qiang thought of him like this, he would definitely roll up his sleeves! Shenma has no female friends, we have a lot of female friends! Although what they think about every day is "We are so handsome, such good genes, wouldn't it be a waste not to stir up the base~\(≧▽≦)/~!" ”

"Why is there a feeling of fear, is there a danger, or is something wrong?" Riding on the motorcycle, Ye Qiang's heart was inexplicably flustered. Every time he got the system, every time he felt this way, it was bound to be accompanied by something bad, and he didn't know if the danger was against him or the people around him.

Just as Ye Qiang was thinking in his heart, a wave of corpses suddenly appeared in Ye Qiang's sight. Sensing the huge number of zombies, Ye Qiang pulled out the machete without saying a word. In his opinion, the inexplicable sense of crisis came from the huge group of corpses in front of him.

Racing the speed of the motorcycle to the fastest, Ye Qiang brandished the machete with one hand, like an ancient brave and combative fierce general plunged into the corpse. The huge machete slashed horizontally and vertically in his hand, but none of the zombies were his enemies. The huge crowd of corpses didn't even have the slightest effect except to slow him down.

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the corpse group, Ye Qiang inexplicably felt a little incredulous. With such a large group of corpses, there are no xenomorph zombies coming out to stop him, I really don't know if it's his luck or if he's too powerful.

As if in response to Ye Qiang's expectations, at the moment when he was about to break out of the corpse group, a sudden change occurred! A figure suddenly opened and closed and rushed towards him. With just one glance, Ye Qiang judged that the other party's speed was only faster than him.

"Speed xenomorph zombies?" This thought flashed in his mind, and Ye Qiang turned around with a knife. In just a few breaths, his opponent rushed around him from the side of the corpse group, and his speed was simply dizzying. All along, Ye Qiang has relied on speed to suppress the enemy, and it is really uncomfortable to suddenly encounter this kind of opponent who is faster than him.

The knife collided with the arm, making a tooth-aching sound. The force from the knife actually shook Ye Qiang's palm, if he hadn't removed part of the force, I was afraid that he would have to get rid of the knife. And the xenomorph zombies on the other side also failed to please, and were beaten back several steps by Ye Qiang's blow.

Seeing that he was fighting this time, Ye Qiang was too lazy to entangle. Gripping the handlebars, he rushed out of the group of corpses and left as fast as he could, and the zombies immediately chased after them after stabilizing their figures. Its speed is no less than that of a speeding motorcycle.

"Little brother, hurry up! Zombies are catching up! Sitting in the back seat, Feng Fufu's face was full of fear.

Just now, if Ye Qiang had been slower to make a knife, the zombie would have stabbed him. I wore it. This near-death experience made him afraid. Looking at the xenomorph zombies chasing after him, he couldn't help but feel like he was going to pee.