Under the bright sunlight, the shattered glass on the ground refracted the dazzling light. The bustling streets of yesteryear are littered with unrecognizable zombies, bright shop windows stained with dust, high-profile mannequins lying to the ground, and delicate clothes dirty and tattered.

Two middle bar cars were at the intersection of this street, Song Buning and Uncle got out of the car, and the heat wave hit their faces, and the moisture on their faces seemed to be steamed dry in an instant, leaving only a rough and dry layer of skin.

"This hell weather, it's really hot!" A man who got out of the car immediately complained and cursed.

"It's like, it's been hot for so long, and I don't know when it's going to rain." Another person who got off the bus with him chimed in.

"It feels like it's getting hotter and hotter, and it's almost baking people." The person who got off the bus first didn't take two steps before his feet were hot, and the concrete floor was very hot, and the temperature was transmitted to the soles of his feet through the soles of his shoes, so hot that it seemed to be stepping on a hot pot.

The zombies around have been attracted by the sound of cars and the breath of fresh humans.

Song Buning listened to the words of those people, endured this unusually hot weather, and held a watermelon knife exchanged for crystal nuclei tightly in his hand, concentrating on vigilance.

She and her uncle spent six to catch the convoy of a small family in the base, and the materials in the urban area near the suburbs were almost searched, and they did not have the strength to go to the city center, so they drove to the nearest Linxian to collect materials.

Although I knew that the weather outside was getting worse and worse, I didn't expect it to be so bad. Perhaps extreme weather has exercised people's endurance, so that they will not faint from heat stroke so easily in such a hot environment, and even be able to walk around and do things.

The few people who got out of the car first neatly killed the zombies that surrounded them.

Captain Liu, who was in charge of the team, was so hot that his brows were wrinkled into lumps, and before the sweat on his forehead could run, the water evaporated to only white traces, which were salt.

"You, and you guys, go ahead and clean up those zombies." He pointed to Song Buning and his uncle, as well as the dozen or so people who had taken the crystal nucleus to hitchhike, and asked them to do the task of cleaning up. He led his men to a small shop on the side of the road to hide from the sun.

"Why, we didn't say we would follow you on a mission!" Cleaning up zombies is a task issued by the base to those families, and now they don't get paid for it, they just take a ride out to find supplies. When the men heard that the team had thrown it at them, they objected.

"What is the noise, if you quarrel again, you will walk back by yourself." Captain Liu's eyes were pricked, he was quite unreasonable, and he threatened directly.

"Who wouldn't? Bring it up, and we'll go back by ourselves later, and we won't force anyone. “

"You!" The person who spoke out against it at the beginning was angry in his heart, considering the trouble of going back, but he had to suppress his anger, spit in a low voice, and said hatefully, "Malegobi, wait for the opportunity to see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you!" “

He couldn't spit out, but he still looked at it. Team Liu knew that he was not convinced, and a ball of fire appeared in his hand and rushed towards the man.

"Look you're not honest!"

The man was a good man, dodging sideways, his eyes full of hatred.

Captain Liu was a little unhappy when he saw that he actually hid. The person next to him quickly interjected and handed him a step down.

"Brother Liu, don't be like these bedbugs, just teach a lesson, why waste your abilities."

"Hmph." He snorted coldly, and went to the shaded part of the house and sat down, although it was still hot, it was better than standing in the sun.

The sound of the bedbug seems to pierce the man's heart, before the end of the world, although he is not a rich and noble person, but he is still living a decent life. At the beginning, I was with a team, and the mix was not bad, but now that his teammates have entered the family in the base, he is not an alien, not even a mutant, and no one wants it at all.

Now not only has I not taken a bath for more than two months, but it is also difficult to drink a sip of water, and the itching on my body is unbearable, and it smells sour. That's why almost everyone calls them these downcast bugs who live on the periphery.

Licking his chapped lips and suppressing the resentment in his heart, he began to clean up the zombies.

Everyone was surprised by this kind of thing, but when they saw the man forced to compromise, they couldn't help but be disappointed, and began to resign themselves to cleaning up the zombies that kept coming.

Song Buning had a new understanding of the shamelessness of these task teams, if only he could find a car.

It didn't take long for "Bang" to see a person in front of me who was too hot to stand fainting to the ground. The people around glanced at it, didn't stop moving, glanced at it, and continued to deal with the zombies numbly.

Song Buning was hesitating to pull a hand, and the person who fell was gnawed by the zombie closest to him, then two, three......

The sound of chewing and swallowing is clear and cruel in the empty streets, making people's scalps tingle. Everyone automatically retreats to form a circle, with their backs to the inside and outwards.

"What? What's going on. ”

The person hiding in the room noticed the abnormality, and a young man asked out loud, because it was not far away, his quiet voice still reached everyone's ears.

Some people's mouths moved, some people remained numb, and in the end no one made a sound. They looked at the group of zombies eating corpses, their eyes revealing a trace of fear, sadness, dazedness, pain and other complex expressions, and no one could guarantee that they would not be next.

The young man in the house, seeing that no one had spoken out to answer his words, felt despised and stood at the door and cursed.

"Xiaoyanagi, go out and have a look." Captain Liu felt upset when he heard this, and asked him to go out to check the situation.

"I ......" is really an idle egg, and it's okay to yell and fart. The young man reluctantly went out against the heat wave. As soon as he saw a few fresh white bones gnawed by zombies, he guessed what was happening.

"I'm going to go, it's bad luck." He's not very old, and he's seen this kind of thing a lot, but every time he feels disgusting. Hurriedly returned to the room and finished the situation in a few words.

Captain Liu was silent for a while, the first time he cut the line to lead people, and it didn't take long for him to die, which was really unlucky. I feel that I have died too much, and I am afraid that it will affect the next time, this kind of thing can be regarded as making extra money.

He thought about it, so he brought the young man over, "It looks like it's almost over, Xiaoyanagi, you go and ask them to come in and rest too." There were people in the other house, but he still felt more comfortable putting people under his nose.

"Me again?" The little young man grunted dissatisfiedly, but he didn't dare to say more, and went out to call someone.

Song Buning and the others couldn't hide their excitement when they heard that they could rest. Quickly deal with the zombies in your hands and rush into the house.

Captain Liu was sitting in the innermost corner by the window with a chair, and when he saw them come in, his eyelids moved. Song Buning was so dehydrated from the sun outside, he sat down by the door, took out the water in his bag and quickly poured a big mouthful.

Wiping his mouth, he suddenly found that the burning eyes around him were staring closely at the small half bottle of water in his hand, like a wolf who had been hungry for several days.