When the bicycle was about to rush to the foot of the overpass, Wang Lu had already seen several figures at the intersection of Liuting Road and Huancheng West Road in the distance.

Well, it should be Zombie Shadow.

Why do you have this kind of scene that only exists in movies!

When I came all the way, I was obviously very careful to observe the surroundings, and I didn't find any traces of zombies!

Could it be that he is the life of a pig's foot?

Ninety-nine-eighty-one is difficult to jump out automatically?

Every time in a zombie movie, when a zombie suddenly appears behind a pig's foot, Wang Lu will scold: Damn, the director is a pig, this way, the surrounding emptiness is unobstructed, and he can actually hide a whole zombie that is jumping around and screaming?!

It's an idiot to be an audience!

But now that Wang Lu is immersed in the scene, he can't even scold himself for being an idiot.

In time, the bicycle faucet, which had begun to slow down gradually, turned to the left and entered Baoshan Lane next to the overpass.

Baoshan Lane is a very narrow alley, and in individual sections, when the two cars meet, they can't pass, so they have to reverse to avoid.

Although this alley is small, it is famous in the city.

Without him, this is the place where the red lantern shines high.

Ahem, ahem, Wang Fatzi won't say much here.

Ladies and gentlemen, you know.

If you say more, the river crab god will appear.

In a word, the staff here work the night shift, and during the day, especially in the morning, they all raise their bodies in their rental houses, and they don't get out of the cave until two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

Wang Lu is clear about the routine here.

What is so clear, cough, stop, let's this is a zombie novel, okay.

What Wang Lu is counting on is that the sisters here are as dedicated and loving as ever.

When Resident Evil broke out that morning, they were all in the rental room.

It's a long story, but in fact, these thoughts also turned around in Wang Lu's head.

To be more precise, Wang Lu actually rushed into Baoshan Lane in a panic.

Baoshan Lane is quiet, here is a high fence against the railway leading to the South Railway Station at one end, and a row of small storefronts the size of a carport at the other.

The frosted glass door is all colored, and the words "washing hair" and "knocking on the back" are pasted on it with red advertising paper.

There are also light boxes hanging without exception.

At night, the lights radiate from inside the store to outside the store.

Now, these shops are closed, and some have iron bars outside the glass doors.

Empty.

Wang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, this time the bet was right.

The mountain bike rushes out of Baoshan Lane.

Behind the alley, there is a construction site.

It turns out that this is Nanxiao Bonsai Garden, a small park in the middle of nowhere, because it is not in the downtown area, only a few old people in the surrounding old community will occasionally visit.

At the end of last year, because the railway station was rebuilt into a high-speed railway, a new expressway connecting with the airport was built, so half of the bonsai garden was taken away and became the intersection of the expressway and the railway station.

For this matter, several old men and women have also walked to the city government.

However, not even a little wave was stirred, and there was not even a post on the local Oriental Theory.

Before leaving Baoshan Lane, Wang Lu got out of the car and repeatedly inspected the construction site with a telescope.

Huge cement tanks, erected bridge columns, and sheds.

There is no shadow of a zombie.

It should be said that there was no shadow of a zombie hiding in sight.

Where will it be? Work shed?

It is unlikely, not working in broad daylight is not the normal life of migrant workers.

Or, get out of the city and find something to eat?

Most likely.

Except for cement and steel on this construction site, none of them meet the appetite of zombies, even if they are never picky migrant workers.

But leaving the construction site and crossing the railway, it is the South Railway Station. …,

The train station.

How much human flesh is rolling all the time?

It will only be more than the women's and children's hospital.

If you change the king road, you are a zombie, and you won't wait stupidly to go hungry on the construction site.

In this way, the construction site should be safe.

But Wang Lu didn't want to take the slightest risk.

He turned his binoculars and pointed his lens at Nanxiao Bonsai Park on the other side of the construction site.

Half of the park has been scratched off by the construction site, and the other half has been fenced with iron sheets.

Half a man is more than tall.

Through the top of the wall, you can see a patch of green in the bonsai garden.

Wang Lu stared at the bonsai garden for a long time.

pondering.

It's obvious.

It is definitely not possible to go straight from Liuting Street to Moon Lake Park.

Not to mention the zombie hordes in the women's and children's hospital.

Even the three zombies on the Liuting overpass are not something that a family of three can deal with with with bare hands.

Only a detour.

Take a different road and take Zhongshan West Road, which runs parallel to Liuting Street?

Just kidding, the most prosperous storefronts and office buildings are on Zhongshan West Road!

If you go that way, you might as well wash yourself, pour a bottle of soy sauce, and send it to the zombies.

If you pass through the bonsai garden in front of you, you will arrive at Nantang Street, which is only 300 meters away from Moon Lake Park.

The problem is that the 300 meters include the railway station square.

Too dangerous, too dangerous.

The more Wang Lu thought about it, the heavier his heart sank.

Under the sun, his whole body was cold.

Wang Lu shook his head.

There is no endless road.

I remember that my mother said that when I was born, the reason why I gave myself the word "road" was that I believed that there was no endless road, and no matter how difficult the environment was, as long as I walked down, I could always get out of the way.

Wang Lu forced himself to relax and think of something happy.

For example, this bonsai garden, when Wang Bi'an was still a little hairy, because it was close to home, he often brought him to play.

Fly a kite, row a boat, or something.

The funniest thing is rowing.

Because the park is close to the Nantang River, the park dug a lotus pond, introduced river water, and put a few pedal boats in the lotus pond, and charged tourists.

In fact, the lotus pond is a little bigger than Wang Lu's bathtub.

The pedal boats collide after not turning around in a few times.

So it became a bumper boat.

Wang Bian liked it very much, held by Chen Wei, Wang Lu stepped on the pedal vigorously, and whenever he collided with other boats, Wang Bian screamed, laughed and clapped his hands.

Gone are the days like that.

Maybe for the rest of my life, I will never have the mood to take a family boating again.

Wang Lu was sighing, and his heart suddenly moved, and a thought flashed.

He took a deep breath.

Think about it, think about it again, what did you just say to yourself?

That's right, rowing.

It's boating.

Boating!

Wang Lu jumped up suddenly.

That's right! Rowing!

Next to the bonsai garden is the Nantang River.

Along the Nantang River, you can paddle all the way to Wanghu Market.

Wanghu Market, the word "Wanghu", refers to the meaning of looking at the Moon Lake.

When I arrived at Wanghu Market, Nantang River and Moon Lake were only separated by a Gongqing Road!

Only four-lane Gongqing Road!

There is no endless road! ……，