Chapter 2 Thrilling

was chewing vigorously, hearing the exhaust noise of the sports car, the zombie stopped moving, holding a piece of freshly torn flesh in his mouth, and the black and red blood was falling drop by drop, the zombie turned around stiffly, staring at the sports car motionless with white eyes.

Song Yi had goosebumps, she swallowed her saliva, and said: "I miss my father, I miss my mother, I miss my grandmother, I miss my uncle, I miss Cheng Xun." ”

Only by thinking of family and loved ones can you resist the terrifying scene in front of you.

The heartbeat finally returned to normal, and Song Yi turned back carefully.

The person who was bitten to death by the zombie was lying in the middle of the road, even if he almost died in the hands of the other party just now, Song Yi was not in the mood to retaliate and run over his corpse.

Song Yi drove the car to the grass next to him as much as possible.

The windows of the sports car were tightly closed, probably not smelling other fresh humans, and the zombie turned to its side and continued to gnaw on the corpses on the ground.

He had a driver's license at the age of eighteen, and he once drove with his family behind his back, and Song Yi's driving skills were among the best among the rich second generation.

Finally drove over.

When he was about to reach the corner, Song Yi slammed on the brakes.

She said again, "I love my father, I love my mother, I love my grandmother, I love my uncle, I love Cheng Xun-"

The upper and lower teeth kept chattering, Song Yi's heartbeat accelerated again, she touched the window switch with one hand, and her hand trembled terribly.

In the rear, the zombie has already torn off one of the deceased's arms, and at the speed at which he eats people, I am afraid that in less than half an hour, the corpse will be eaten.

What happens after eating?

Song Yi didn't dare to think about what happened next.

But she had to think that she was not so selfless, but sometimes, some things will always have a cause and effect in the dark, if she doesn't kill this zombie today, then will this zombie evolve?

If it evolves, the zombie will need to eat more humans.

It is possible that this human being would include her friends, relatives, and even her relatives.

Song Yi couldn't let this case become a reality.

Kill one more zombie now, and her parents, grandmother and uncle will be safer.

The other hand pressed the shaking hand, Song Yi was just about to press it, but suddenly stopped moving, she pulled the purse and rummaged through the mobile phone inside.

At this time, Song Yi was very happy that the man only snatched the wallet just now.

Flipping through the address book and finding the person marked in the first one, Song Yi pressed the dial button.

It rang, and the phone was picked up, and there was a hearty laugh on the other end, "Good daughter? Where are you now? Do you miss your dad? Dad will go back the day after tomorrow, it's already midnight over there, you can't stay outside for a long time, go back to accompany your mother and grandma, Dad will bring you a nice bag when he comes back, and bring you a bottle of red wineβ€”β€”"

Song Yi's mother Zheng Xiaoru was born prematurely when she gave birth to Song Yi, Song Yi has been in poor health since she was a child, and her sleep has been very poor, unless she is sleepy to the extreme, she will dream with her eyes closed, until the moment she wakes up, Song Yi's temper has not been very good, Song Chenggong and his wife have also thought of many ways, but the effect is not long, and then Song Yi has a night of drunkenness, which is a rare night without dreams, since then, she must drink a glass of red wine every night before going to bed.

This is also the reason why Song Chenggong never forgot to bring red wine to his baby daughter wherever he went.

Her father Song Chenggong is a nouveau riche in the eyes of others, five big and three coarse, and he has no culture, but in front of Song Yi, Song Chenggong is a daughter slave, as long as it is not illegal and does not do anything that endangers his body, Song Chenggong connived at Song Yi to do anything.

"Dad-" interrupting Song Chenggong's babbling instructions, Song Yi cried out, "Wow-"

Being spoiled by such an unprincipled father, Song Yi's IQ and EQ have never had a chance to improve.

Hearing his father's familiar voice, the fear in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he poured out like a flood.

"Good baby, what's wrong?" Song Chenggong shouted anxiously, "Don't cry, is it Cheng Xun's stinky boy bullying you, good baby, when Dad goes back the day after tomorrow, he will definitely teach that stinky boy a good lesson for you." ”

Song Yi looked through the rearview mirror and saw that the zombie behind her had stopped eating again, staring at her with white eyes and looking forward, she couldn't help crying, holding the phone, "Dad, you will come back now." ”

"But Dad has an important meeting tomorrow." Song Chenggong was a little hesitant.

"Dad!" Song Yi screamed and interrupted Song Chenggong's words, she saw that the zombies were already coming this way, Song Yi said with a crying voice: "If you don't come back tonight, you will never see me." ”

After speaking, Song Yi hung up the phone.

According to her father's temperament, if he gave him time, he could talk all night, and only in this way could her father know that she was serious.

The phone rang quickly.

You don't have to guess to know that her dad called.

Song Yi turned the phone to silent.

After crying, she felt less scared in her heart.

Song Yi pressed the window and leaned out half of his body.

Smelling the smell of fresh food, the zombies are faster.

Quickly retracted his body, closed the window again, and waited for the zombie to approach, Song Yi quickly reversed the car.

Boom.

The zombie was knocked out.

Lying on all fours on the ground, his hands and feet kept scratching, like a turtle that has turned over its shell.

Song Yi saw the opportunity and continued to reverse.

When the car ran over the body of the zombie, Song Yi in the car felt the vibration, and she almost regretted her actions.

Song Yi has seen similar news that the perpetrator knocked down a passerby in the dark, and in order to avoid long-term heavy responsibility, he simply ran over the injured back and forth.

She didn't know the psychological journey of those people, but tonight's Song Yi felt extremely desperate.

She sniffed, tightened her grip on the steering wheel, and drove a few meters ahead before looking back at the zombies.

I saw that the zombie whose legs were crushed was still waving his arms, scratching in the direction of the car, and a pitch-black liquid flowed out of his wide open mouth, which was terrifying.

"Woo woo woo-" Song Yi couldn't hold back again, he cried, and continued to reverse while crying, muttering to himself, "If I don't kill him, I have to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." ”

In the end, the zombie was crushed to the ground, and then the accelerator was stepped on to the end.

The car sprang out.

It was only a few seconds after he got on the main road, Song Yi finally couldn't help it, stopped the car again, held the open leather bag, vomited, and vomited all the stomach juice out of the dinner.

The sound of vomiting mixed with the sound of crying was really embarrassing.

Wiping away the tears and snot on his face, Song Yi looked around carefully, and didn't see other dark shadows, so he opened the car window, threw the bag out, and then continued to step on the accelerator.

On the way, she called home again, made sure that her mother and grandmother did not go out, and told them to close the doors and windows and stay in their rooms without coming out.

After only one breath, she dialed the phone.

I thought about it for thirty seconds before I heard the sound of a connection on the other end.

It's just that.

"Heyβ€”" a woman's voice came over.

Song Yi squeezed the phone tightly and asked in a hoarse voice, "What about Cheng Xun?" ”

After a pause, the woman did not answer, but asked tentatively, "Who are you?" ”