Zombies were easier to kill than he thought, and after a successful experience, Wang Xiaochuan's actions became faster. By the time he had killed all the zombies in front of the unit building in a row, he had become very skilled.

"It feels like playing a game!"

Wang Xiaochuan's sense of fear has weakened a lot at this time, and once a person builds up confidence, courage will overwhelm cowardice. And after fusing the blood-colored energy of several zombies, he really had some obvious feelings! His body is really getting stronger, and every time he merges with his blood qi, the physical strength he has lost will be replenished some! It's a great feeling!

He was full of confidence at this time, and continued to kill the road between the buildings!

There are not many zombies on the road in the community, and there are at most twenty of them at a glance, and the distribution is still very scattered.

Wang Xiaochuan frowned, he felt that the number of zombies seemed to be wrong, and the corpses that had already died were far from enough for a hundred...... Could it be that most of the residents in the community have fled?

The unit building where Wang Xiaochuan's house is located is not far from the entrance of the community, and he walks towards the door while cleaning up the zombies, which usually takes him no more than three minutes away, but now he has walked for more than 20 minutes.

The gate was in front of you, and it seemed that there had been a brief period of chaos before the zombie outbreak, and the gate of the neighborhood was closed. Where did a few people who were obviously guards fall, their bodies were mutilated, and they died directly without even having a chance to turn into zombies.

Wang Xiaochuan sighed a few times and looked out of the gate.

Through the iron fence gate, you can see the street outside at a glance. I think about the scenes in movies, television, and games, listening to many cars on the street, almost blocking the road surface, and many cars have burned to the point that only a wreckage remains.

Inside and outside the car, many zombies can be seen everywhere. Men, women, the elderly, children.

"I don't know what happened to my parents...... Let's hope they're still alive......"

Wang Xiaochuan's heart became heavy, his parents lived in another neighborhood five kilometers away, which was originally their old house, and was given to him to live here after he became independent.

The parents' community is several times larger than here, where the population is larger, and there are naturally more zombies. Wang Xiaochuan didn't know how he survived, and the only thing he hoped was that the miracle that happened to him could happen to his parents.

"There are probably hundreds of thousands of people in this city......

Wang Xiaochuan counted the zombies on the street, and felt that the number was surprisingly small. Of course, it is also possible that he is delusional. In fact, hundreds of thousands of people spread out to the streets of the whole city will not look very crowded.

A clear example of this is that every year on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, most families will go out of their houses to enjoy the lights and visit the night market on the street. At this time, except for a few main roads, many remote streets did not even have a single figure.

Zombies can't have the habit of being in a crowd like humans, and if you walk evenly throughout the city, the density is not too high.

But Wang Xiaochuan always had a faint feeling that something was wrong, as if he had missed something.

"Forget it, don't think about this now, let's think about how to get to my parents' community."

He didn't have much hope that his parents would be alive. But even if there was a chance, he wanted to see it. At least make sure they're dead or zombies.

He successfully eliminated a few zombies, cleared a safe clearing, and then looked at the cars that completely clogged the streets, and his brow furrowed deeply.

"If only there was a motorcycle......

He raised his head and looked around, but he didn't find a single motorcycle, but he found a lot of electric cars. These electric vehicles have also become the main culprits in traffic jams.

He found a car that looked very sturdy and sat on it, looking at the sidewalk that was quite smooth but full of zombies, he took a deep breath and slammed down the accelerator!

……

"It's so quiet!"

On a silent and deserted street, an electric car rushes past slow-moving zombies at high speed. Wang Xiaochuan waved the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Poof!"

The head of a zombie flew up, and then the blood qi chased after him, merging into his body.

"My strength now seems to be about 10% higher than before!"

Wang Xiaochuan twisted the handlebars, rushed past a zombie that pounced, and then rushed off the road and onto the flat eight-lane road.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaochuan's eyes lit up, and he turned sharply and rushed in the other direction!

"Cash truck!"

It turned out that before he knew it, he had already walked to the bank! At the gate of the bank, a black cash truck was parked on the side of the road, the front of which collided with a truck. The door was open, and a security guard in body armor poured out of it crookedly, his neck already gnawing off.

Because of the impact, the rear door of the cash truck also opened, and several boxes full of banknotes fell out, and the red banknotes were scattered all over the ground, which was in stark contrast to the black blood stains on the ground!

Wang Xiaochuan glanced at the banknote box with regretful eyes, and then turned his bright gaze to the security guards of the banknote truck who fell to the ground. Two of them, who have turned into zombies, are cruising around.

Wang Xiaochuan's eyes were fixed on several security guards, each of whom was carrying a thick shotgun!

Shotguns, known for their great power, ease of operation, and high hit rate, are the most suitable firearms for ordinary people who have not been trained in firearms.

In various zombie apocalyptic movies and television games, shotguns are one of the main weapons that deserve to be!

There are five zombies next to the cash truck, which are a bit densely distributed. But for Wang Xiaochuan, whose strength has increased a lot, he is not a strong opponent.

He cautiously approached one of them, kicked the zombie in the chest, kicked him down, and smashed the pan down.

"Poof!"

The head bursts like a ripe fruit! Gray-black brains, sprayed all over the ground.

The two zombies next to him were alarmed, turned around slowly, and staggered towards him. Wang Xiaochuan pulled out a kitchen knife, and a flying knife split the head of one of them, and then the pan and slammed it into the other!

"Dang!"

The glasses on the face of the male zombie who looked like a middle-aged white-collar worker were directly swept away, and his head was directly reduced by half under the power of the hard frying pan.

Three zombies died, and the remaining two couldn't make any waves, and they were successfully solved by Wang Xiaochuan.

Five strands of blood qi merged into his body, he closed his eyes slightly, felt the strength slowly increase a little bit, and couldn't help but feel a little happy click on his mouth.

This feeling of increasing power is really addictive!