"Could it be that there is a person in this world who is exactly like me, and his identity is still very awesome?"

Listening to the sound of a large number of footsteps in the distance, Leng Hao couldn't help but be a little cranky.

He couldn't help but straighten his shirt, tilt his head, and look back.

At this time, Song Xiaya finally did not pull the trigger of the pistol in her hand, and turned her head to escape.

After all, the fight with Leng Hao just now made it impossible for women to do it.

"Just when I'm doing good!"

At this time, Leng Hao was a little confused, and he didn't know what he should do next.

Just as Song Xiaya ran away, several scattered figures appeared on the street behind the two.

"There's someone here!"

"They killed Young Master Zhang!"

"Give me all of them, kill them to avenge the young master."

Hearing these chaotic shouts, the running woman couldn't help but shake her shoulders slightly.

"Smack!"

A crisp gunshot rang out in the alley.

"I knew that there was no such good thing in the world!"

At this time, Leng Hao began to chase after the woman running in front of him.

These guys who appeared behind him with some knives and even pistols would definitely not come to greet him, Young Master Leng.

Turning a corner, Leng Hao saw Song Xiaya not far away trying to move a somewhat rusty bicycle.

"Hey, do me a favor!"

Leng Hao hurriedly rushed up, hugged Song Xiaya's waist, and got on the dilapidated bicycle.

"You!"

Unable to worry about entanglement with Leng Hao, Song Xiaya saw several figures emerging from the corner, and had to start the bicycle.

This bicycle seems to have its own battery, and the speed of driving is about the same as that of previous electric vehicles.

The men who came to chase Leng Hao and them could only give up in despair, looking at the bicycles that were getting farther and farther away, and scolding angrily.

"Hehe, thank you, beauty."

Leng Hao, who was hugging the woman tightly, turned his head to look at the men who were getting farther and farther behind him, and smiled proudly.

"No thanks, cold, young master. I really didn't expect you to spend so much money. ”

"I'm really not a young master!"

Leng Hao hurriedly explained, but the next moment, looking at Song Xiaya's somewhat narrow face when she turned around, Leng Hao smiled suddenly.

"Girl, ride faster."

"You're not a good person either."

Song Xiaya wrinkled her nose and said disdainfully.

Just then, there was the roar of a car behind them.

A car with a broken window and a somewhat damaged sedan with its front that had been hit many times rushed out and drove towards the two of them violently.

"We must kill them, the young master is dead, if we don't kill them, we will all be buried together!"

A man with a beard on his face opened the skylight, brandished his pistol in his hand, and shouted.

"Quick, quick, go to that little alley over there!"

Leng Hao suddenly hugged Song Xiaya's waist, swallowed the saliva in his throat, and shouted in panic.

The woman didn't care about everything, stepping on the transformer car under her, and scurrying around in the small alley.

"Smack!"

The loud gunshots, as well as the muffled sound of cars crashing over various debris in the alley, resounded.

Fortunately, Song Xiaya seems to have a lot of experience in escaping, and she drives this very fast bicycle through some small alleys where debris is piled up. Let the chasing car always be a little worse.

"We, we're dead?"

But as this small alley gradually disappeared, Leng Hao's face turned pale.

No amount of awesome technology can make a bicycle surpass the sedan of its time.

"Young Master Leng, aren't you amnesia? So, I'll take you to see something, maybe the amnesia will be better! ”

Turning her head to look at the car that was getting closer and closer, Song Xiaya suddenly turned the bicycle around and rushed into a house.

"Come with me!"

Ignoring the dust in the house, Song Xiaya staggered and shouted, and got out of the car and turned over the window at the back of the house.

Leng Hao, who has never experienced this kind of speeding car chase, only knows how to do it.

As soon as he climbed over the windowsill, the silver-white car crashed into the dilapidated hut.

"Where are we going?"

Looking at the large grass and woods under his feet, Leng Hao, who rolled down from the hillside several times and rolled all the way, looked at Song Xiaya beside him blankly.

"Go to the place of death outside the city. Leave it to fate! ”

Song Xiaya casually threw the strange gun in her hand to Leng Hao: "The pistol will be used, right?" Against those monsters, your machete is useless. ”

"Huh? You don't use it? ”

Leng Hao hurriedly took the firearm, with a questioning face.

"There are only four bullets, so be careful. I'm used to using knives. ”

While Song Xiaya was explaining to Leng Hao, there was a sound of human bodies rolling downhill behind them.

"Team Chen, this is outside the city, there are those monsters!"

There was a hint of panic in a man's voice.

"Don't talk nonsense, that man and a girl want to see people die and see corpses, and if you don't let us go back, you will die!"

A somewhat sharp roar silenced all voices.

"Finding those sluts quickly is the best way to survive, understand?"

At this time, Song Xiaya didn't dare to move, she hid in a dense weed.

"Outside the city, outside the city, what's there?"

Leng Hao hurriedly came to her side with a questioning face.

"Are you really amnesiac?"

Song Xiaya turned her head, and the heat in her mouth spit out to Leng Hao's ears.

"I, I've lost my memory."

Leng Hao cried and kept nodding.

He'd just crossed over, and he didn't know what was going on in this damn place.

"There are mutants outside the city, there are Armida protozoa, and mutant beasts, just come and die."

The woman's voice was filled with a wry laugh.

"Resident Evil? Is it really the end times? ”

Leng Hao couldn't help but let out a crying question.

"Are you looking for death?"

Song Xiaya's face changed, and as soon as she stood up, she ran towards the depths of the jungle.

"They're over there! There is a sound! ”

At the same time, behind Leng Hao, there were bursts of hurried footsteps.

Leng Hao slapped himself in the mouth with some regret, hurriedly followed Song Xiaya's footsteps, and ran towards the depths of the jungle in the distance.

"You two come out, there are Armida protozoa everywhere, if you don't want to die, just get out of here!"

A middle-aged man, brandishing a pistol in his hand, shouted angrily at the two rapidly running figures not far from the jungle.

"Phew! Lao Tzu will only go out if he is stupid. ”

Leng Hao spit out the grass clippings at the corner of his mouth, and chased after Song Xiaya in front of him without messing up the soles of his feet.

This woman seemed quite experienced, and she actually ran through the grass like a spirit deer.

It's just that Leng Hao didn't notice that just above his head, on a leaf, a strange insect that resembled a scorpion and somewhat resembled a centipede opened its claws.

The strange gray-covered insect began to move slowly as the leaves quivered, and then leaped down from the leaves.