Luo Feifei said with a smile:

"The road to northern Hubei is blocked, we are following the large army, preparing to retreat to Xiangcheng, why, you didn't meet that big army?"

"Aha"

The punk man laughed and shook the machine gun clipped to the car window,

"Big? Is it big with our fleet? We just passed in the direction of Xiangcheng, we didn't go in, I don't know which unit you are talking about, I think the front is quite safe, why do you want to withdraw? Why don't you join us and have a big fight with those fucking zombies! ”

"Hehehe."

Luo Feifei also smiled, looking at this punk man, and then looking at the car behind the punk man's jeep, all of them were jeeps, convertibles, sports cars and other luxury cars, and the people in the car were also very rock band style, leather jackets, colorful hairstyles, nose rings, earrings, lip rings, etc.

Some brought female tickets, some didn't, and the style is quite uniform, not like a patchwork of survivor teams after the end of the world.

Luo Feifei said with a smile: "The zombies in front of them have evolved very ferociously, not to mention the copper skin and iron bones, and the tongue is the same as a frog, which can capture humans, not only zombies, but also mutant mice and mutant cats in front." ”

"Cat and mouse..."

The punk man's face with sunglasses had a funny expression, and he stood on the seat and waved his hand, and said nonchalantly:

"That's just right, let them be these little bastards, and see how good our submachine guns are."

The "rock bands" in the car behind him all started to laugh, with some madness like drinking today and getting drunk today.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade them, Luo Feifei shook his head, got back into the car, honked his horn, and drove the first car, slowly brushing the survivors of the punk men, and when it was Luo Feifei's car, he rolled down the window while driving, looked at the punk man outside the window and asked:

"When you came all the way, you really didn't see the big team? A large team, going in the direction of Xiangcheng, is estimated to have several thousand people. ”

The punk man shrugged, and the little boy who drove him said:

"We just got off the national highway from the Beijing-Hong Kong Expressway, and we went directly to the north, not into Xiangcheng."

That means that it is estimated that the big team that Luo Feifei said has already entered Xiangcheng?!

But is it that fast?

Not only Guangluo Feifei had doubts in his heart, but An Ran, who was sitting in the battle car, also had doubts in his heart, thinking that An Ran and Yuntao had stopped and stopped along the way, but after walking the national highway for more than half a month, they walked from Xiangcheng to Wire Village, and they also walked a section of Beijing-Hong Kong Expressway at that time.

Nowadays, the Beijing-Hong Kong Expressway is a national highway that has not taken a single step, and it is all taken, so how can Tang Jianjun run so fast with several large calories of the old, weak, sick, disabled and pregnant? In one night, they all entered Xiangcheng?!

Reality confirmed the words of the punk man, and after passing by with the punk man's team, An Ran really knew why Tang Jianjun's team ran so fast, because the road was smooth, not only was not half a zombie gone, but there was not even a shadow of half a mutant animal.

In such a safe environment, it is difficult for the team to think about it.

The car ran all the way, and when it was halfway down, a national highway gas station stood there, and Zhan Lian said to An Ran, who was holding the doll, behind the car:

"I'll see if there's oil in there."

"Okay."

An Ran nodded, and as the car drove into the gas station, she closed her eyes and felt the environment here, the surrounding plants were very quiet, there was no shouting for danger, and occasionally there were some mutated animals that were about to develop, and they couldn't cause any major trouble.