The child in her arms has been reduced to a zombie, but as a mother, she still holds on, and the tears on her beautiful face say that she doesn't know when she will be able to give up this dead child. Seeing this, Wu Feng sighed lightly, ignored the remaining blood stains on the corner of the child's mouth, and decided to rescue this somewhat familiar woman.

"Ahem......"

When he heard the faint cough, he invoked his violent internal force, and his eyes were about to punch the window glass of the Bentley, and before he could punch, he suddenly thought of something, gave up the blow and turned out of the back seat of the car, regardless of the Jiao Yu who was still bouncing, went up to the roof of the Bentley, and stuffed the steel rod into the gap in the window.

If you use it, even if the Bentley glass is very firm, Wu Feng also believes that his strength can easily break it, but if the glass is broken, it will inevitably hurt the people in the car, and now he can only pry open the window glass.

As soon as the iron rod was stuffed into the gap in the window, there was a "hey" sound, and when the roof was slightly dented, there was a sound of "ping-pong", and the window glass was forcibly turned out under the effect of leverage.

The glass shattered, and as soon as he climbed into the Bentley that rushed under the truck, he smelled the strong smell of corpses, not only the little zombie in the woman's arms, but the driver in the driver's seat was already a blur of flesh and blood, maggots crawling, and he turned his eyes to see the woman holding the zombie tightly, familiar, very familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen her.

Regardless of these for now, just as he was about to pull away the hand holding the zombie, he saw the woman slowly open her eyes, and the look in her eyes made Wu Feng feel her sadness, pain, and despair, as if she had lost everything and had no motivation to live.

"No, don't hurt my child......"

The faint and nervous voice, looking at her appearance of protecting the zombies, seemed to have not accepted this reality, and more as if it was not a dead zombie but a weak child in her arms.

"......" Wu Feng was silent, envious of this dead child, how much he longed that he didn't grow up in an orphanage, longed for such a mother to hold him and protect him, but unfortunately, there was no ......

Taking a deep breath, he shook his head out of his head, his eyes fell on the child, and he whispered, "Let's go, take him and get out of here!" ”

The woman followed Wu Feng's gaze and looked at the zombie in her arms, and then looked at the dagger inserted in the little head, tears appeared in her eyes, and she cried out sadly, "No, no, why, Xiaohao, mom is sorry for you, it's mom sorry for you!" ”

The heart-rending cry, as if she had gone crazy, hugged the child, and was just about to persuade something, when she saw that the woman did not know the power that came from, and pulled out the dagger inserted in the little zombie's head and inserted it into her own eyes.

Suicide, she wanted to commit suicide, and suddenly seeing this, Wu Feng unexpectedly, he reached out and snatched the dagger in his hand like lightning, regardless of his crazy demeanor, knocked him unconscious with one hand.

Look at this powerless woman, sighed, this woman is not crazy, but she can't stand the blow, can't accept the reality of killing the child with her own hands, plugs it out of the car window, and then looks at the little zombie who has been dead for an unknown time, shakes her head and takes off the longevity lock on her neck, takes out a match from her pocket, lights the car seat, and then leaves the luxury car.

When he walked out of the car with this woman in his arms, he saw the smoke billowing from the luxury car, and when he looked down at the unconscious woman in his arms, he was not too troublesome, but he was envious of the zombies that were burned by the fire.

"Brother Feng, you ......"

Hearing Jiao Yu's voice, he turned his head and saw that he was surprised, in this regard, Wu Feng nodded lightly, not wanting to say anything and holding the woman and jumping on the roof again, but Jiao Yu was surprised that Wu Feng rescued one person in such a short time.

Jiao Yu turned his head to look at the luxury car that had been engulfed in flames, admiring in his heart and thirsting for strength at the same time.

Strength can not only make people live, but also decide the life and death of others, Jiao Yu knows that if it is himself, he will not save the woman at all, because he is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, there is no power to protect himself at all, how can he save people, but Jiao Yu also knows that he is lucky, if it is not for Wu Feng, he will be trapped in the car like that woman, the only difference is that one can't come out, and the other doesn't dare to come out......

Jiao Yu was a little hateful, hating his own cowardice and cowardice before.

"I can't do this anymore, I, Jiao Yu, have to face everything, and I must not let others look down on me!" Jiao Yu shouted in his heart, the resoluteness in his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the sky.

"Woo ......"

A zombie wail pulled Jiao Yu's thoughts back to reality, Jiao Yu came back to his senses, and a zombie crawled out from under the car, he was not as timid as he was that day, and picked up a steel rod and smashed the zombie's head fiercely.

"Now I'm not as strong as Brother Feng, but I'm not a bad breed!"

Jiao Yu picked up the steel rod stained with brains, looked back for Wu Feng, and saw that dozens of meters away, Wu Feng was standing next to an off-road vehicle and looking at him with a smile.

Wu Feng just sent the woman into the back seat of the off-road vehicle, and saw Jiao Yu kill the zombie, this joy diluted the emotion just now, sure enough, the strong is the strong, and the strength is high and low, but the character and mentality have long been destined Jiao Yu to be a strong man after all, and he has witnessed his transformation in just a few hours, this speed is surprising and exciting.

At this moment, seeing Jiao Yu walking with a blood-stained steel rod, it seemed that he was not a fledgling who had just set foot in the last days, but a strong man who looked at the world.

Excited, quite excited, the road of the strong has been rolled out for this Jiao Yu, take a deep breath, go back to the car and wait for the arrival of this strong man.

Soon, Jiao Yu sat in the co-pilot, Wu Feng nodded lightly, took out a black notebook and handed it to Jiao Yu, did not say anything but drove the off-road vehicle, and inadvertently, Jiao Yu felt something that he wanted the most, respect.

This thing is ethereal, but it exists in reality, in Wu Feng's eyes, Jiao Yu didn't see praise, nor did he see contempt or pity, as if he was treating ordinary people, but in Jiao Yu's heart, this was Wu Feng's respect for him.

If other people looked at him like this, Jiao Yu would never be like this, but Wu Feng was powerful and mysterious in his heart, Wu Feng was qualified to despise him, and even ignore him, because he was too weak now, too cowardly before, but no matter how weak, poor, and down-and-out people they wanted to be respected, and they didn't want to see that kind of pity and contempt, but Wu Feng didn't, and his eyes were plain and regarded him as an ordinary person of the same status......

This seems to be a peerless master who treats a fledgling rookie apprentice equally, and a rich man with a lot of money treats a beggar equally, with different identities, it feels different, the gap in identity and equal identity is the respect that Jiao Yu feels at the moment!