On July 18, at 9:58 p.m., Wuming Road, the eastern suburb of the old city street in Shuangfeng City.

The eastern section of the road is a silent tide of zombies heading westward, and the western section is a retreating convoy of escapees.

The large troops on both sides are less than 300 meters apart, and the zombie tide is squeezing around and walking very slowly, and the convoy is slow to retreat. Whether it was a human or a zombie, they were all moving towards the west or retreating, only a large van so black that even the light was swallowed up, alone, without hesitation, going backwards to the east.

Killing zombies and brushing the spiritual source is a helpless move that has to be chosen in despair, this is not courage, it is a dying fight. If Ruth escaped, Xu Wanhu would never put himself and Xia Fan in danger. Just like Xia Fan said, if you have a life to earn, you don't have a life to spend, Xu Wanhu doesn't know if he can survive this battle.

Before turning into this road, Xu Wanhu put the map of the eastern suburbs of Shuangfeng Old Town on the screen, but he didn't find the name of this road.

I don't know why, Xu Wanhu inexplicably thought of the classmate Ge Yulu who hung a street sign on the nameless road. I don't know if this classmate Ge Yulu escaped from the capital alive, and then continued his performance art in the last days. In the last days, no one will appreciate his performance art, and zombies will certainly not either, but at least no one will pick up the signs.

Originally, he felt that the main road was dangerous, and when Xu Wanhu chose the escape route, he tried his best to find the small road, and those small roads without names became his best choice. Xu Wanhu didn't expect that he would encounter too many zombies on this nameless road, let alone the wave of zombies in front of him that almost blurred the boundary with the night.

Sadly, there is not even a single fork in the middle of the 2-kilometer-long nameless road, but the low bungalows on both sides are densely packed from head to tail, and there are occasional gaps between the houses, but they can only accommodate a tricycle to pass. Of course, the original planners didn't think about zombies, so who told you to run here?

After the end of the world began, Xu Wanhu, who had fled for almost 3 hours, felt desperate for the first time.

"Fan, I have something I want to tell you......" Xu Wanhu licked his dry lips.

"Say your mother, I'll talk about it tomorrow!" Xia Fan stared at the zombies in front of him, shifting gears and speeding up.

The speed of the car increased to 60 yards, and Xia Fan did not dare to continue to speed up, otherwise he would not have time to brake after a while. If you can't stop it, you'll crash into the zombie group behind you.,Then just wait to be zombie wheel X.。 The physical strength of these junior zombies is at the level of ordinary humans, and maybe worse, and the speed of 60 yards is enough to cut them in half.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the zombie that is running fastest is already very clear in the line of sight.

This zombie is almost two meters tall, and the tiger's back is a very apt description of its size. A big bare head on its thick neck, and its white eyes stared at the black car that drove towards it. Aiming at the target, the zombie sped up and soared, stepped on the ground with both legs, and let out a "Boom!" Boom! The resound.

The zombie has no clothes on his upper body, his big belly is happily thrown around, he is wearing a pair of floral shorts on his lower body, and a gold chain the thickness of his little finger is still hanging around his neck, and he has no shoes on his bare feet. On the already blue-black skin, you can still see a few tattoos, a tiger on the chest, and roses on both arms.

Presumably, this brave zombie was a big brother of the social man who had a tiger in his heart and sniffed the roses.

He was a hero in life, and he is still a lost hero after death.

50 m ......

40 m ......

30 m ......

20 m ......

I saw it roar angrily, step on the ground with both feet and exert force, and catapult towards [Wuling Hongguang Gai] like a trebuchet.

If the blow of the dead brother hit the front of the car, the windshield, which was already covered with cobwebs, was likely to be directly pierced. Then the mourning society brother took a bite left and right, turning these two stupid humans into a rich dinner. For a short moment, perhaps the virus spirit seed also thought about which food to eat first.

Xia Fan didn't have the consciousness to be food, and when she slammed the steering wheel to the right, what she was thinking about was not how to kill zombies, but what kind of skewers were better tonight. In Licheng on a summer night, 10 o'clock is the beginning of supper, Xia Fan likes pork belly the most, with spicy and cumin, and three packs of compressed biscuits have been digested early.

I don't know why, she always feels that the zombie in front of her has the fragrance of cumin.

10 m ......

The car suddenly jerked to the right.

5 m ......

The zombie passed by the car, and it didn't get into the windshield as it had hoped.

The mourning society brother didn't expect that these two foods actually avoided its heartbeat.

Three hours ago, Brother Society was taking a group of brothers to play skewers at the Big Big Wolf barbecue stall in Xiaoluzhuang. As the eldest brother who ran rampant in the old city, Brother Society never thought that the hillbillies in the eastern suburbs of the old city would dare to collect barbecue money from him. Now that the security is strictly controlled, the social brother doesn't want to enter the bureau and squat because of a barbecue. There were only two steel jumpers in his pocket, so the social brother said to the boss very politely, let's keep an account first, and bring you money another day.

Who knew that as soon as the boss rolled his eyes, he pounced on him and bit his neck, and a group of brothers couldn't pull it away, why was this hillbilly so strong. The social brother who was bitten by the neck was so angry, he picked up a glass bottle of mountain beer and was about to smash it on the boss's head, but as soon as he picked up the bottle, his hands were soft and he was bored.

Brother Society hasn't figured out what's going on with him yet, it's dark in front of him, and he doesn't have to think about anything.

Brother Society is still the same Brother Society, the soul is no longer the soul, and the virus has successfully usurped the throne.

The social brother who eats skewers has become a cannibal mourning social brother in minutes, and the old brothers who didn't know what was going on were gnawed by him one after another. A few fateful people found that the situation was not right, and hurriedly ran away, but before they ran a few steps, they were ruthlessly crushed by the mourning social brother who launched a heart-to-heart blow.

The mourning social brother who has mastered the special attack skills has never missed a shot in the three hours of killing. Before meeting Xu Wanhu and Xia Fan, he had already given the virus spirit seed to hundreds of living people, so that these stupid humans completed the final transformation, and with this contribution, it became the vanguard leader in the zombie tide.

Once they met, it was chance, and this time he met the car hero very inappropriately.

For the first time, the bereaved social brother felt hopeless during his short three-hour zombie life.

In the last days, the cost of any failure is enormous.

Xu Wanhu failed to choose a path, so he had to face the zombie tide.

The old brother of the mourning society used the old routine, failed in front of the new food, and was greeted by a nine-handled guillotine.

In the flash of light, Xu Wanhu's mind moved, and he opened the guillotine on the left side of the body, with nine handles, all open, perfect.

The body of the bereaved social brother was still in the air, and there was no expression of fear in sight on his hideous face, which was blue and black. Its head met the guillotine in the middle of the front row, and the guillotine sliced smoothly through its forehead, and then came out of the back of its head with a disgusting lump of red, black, white, and yellow.

Brother Mourning Society died again, and the soul that had been infected by the virus spirit seed instantly lost its parasitic body, and then quickly cracked in the space that was invisible to the naked eye, some cracked into broken consciousness bodies, and some cracked into the most primitive elemental spirit source. A part of the elemental spiritual source was pasted on the body of [Wuling Hongguang Change] and disappeared immediately. After a moment, Xu Wanhu's face showed a lewd sense of satisfaction.

"Spiritual source! What a lot of spiritual sources! Wow...... Roar Roar Roar Roar ...... 62,63,64 points of spiritual source, sent it, we sent it! ”

The spiritual source that disappeared on the body was absorbed by Qianhu's sea of consciousness, and then transmitted to Xu Wanhu's sea of consciousness. In the massive amount of information obtained from Qianhu, Xu Wanhu knew that without the permission of the spiritual master, the spiritual object could not save the obtained spiritual source by itself, and it had to be transmitted to the master's sea of consciousness first, and then waited for the master's feeding.

"Shut up, the old lady has worked hard to drive to kill monsters, and the spirit source is cheap for you! Next! ”

Xia Fan scolded hatefully, and the zombies who were following behind the mourning social brother had already caught up one after another.