In fact, the method is very simple, according to the characteristics of zombies, they can't see, they can hear, their sense of smell is very sensitive, but their actions are very slow, as long as they are not surrounded, it is not impossible to escape.

Zeng Qiang's method is to use the zombie's sense of smell to divert attention, and he does it when he thinks of it, he finds pepper noodles, pepper noodles, flour and other things in the kitchen, wraps them in old newspapers, and makes five '*'.

He also made the leftover rice into fried rice that was easy to preserve, cooked the remaining potatoes, baked a few cakes with flour, and then loaded a large bottle of water and carried it on his body with a backpack.

Zeng Qiang weighed the shovel in his hand, took a kitchen knife from the kitchen, and then called the big yellow dog to his side.

"Rhubarb, there's something I need your help with right now." Zeng Qiang had a smile on his face, and the kitchen knife in his hand swayed, no matter how he looked at it, it was ill-intentioned.

"Wangwang." The big yellow dog nervously took two steps back.

"Rhubarb is good, isn't it just to put some blood, seeing that you have recently raised white and fat, you should lose weight." Zeng Qiang cautiously approached the big yellow dog.

"Woohoo woop." The big yellow dog jumped to the side quickly, stuck out his tongue, raised his hind legs and sprinkled a soak of urine, squinting the dog's eyes, as if to say, "You are stupid for me." ”

"You dead dog, why is it so hard to get you to do something." Zeng Qiang gritted his teeth in anger, closed his eyes, and slashed his palm with a kitchen knife, with a painful expression on his face.

After a while, Zeng Qiang drenched the five "*" with his own blood, he wanted to use this method to divert the attention of the zombies and escape, and after thinking about it, he put the kitchen knife in his backpack again.

Zeng Qiang had already observed, there were more than 20 zombies gathered outside the iron gate, and a few were scattered in the surrounding streets and alleys, and he only needed to lure the zombies at the door away to escape.

He first threw a '*' to the left outside the wall, and the newspaper scattered in the air, spilling out all sorts of things inside, and at the same time a faint smell of blood was peeled off.

The next moment, the corpses were like a hornet's nest, running towards the area on the left, the zombies pushed and bit each other, you squeezed me, I stepped on you, and some of them were forced to scratch and bite their companions next to them.

Zeng Qiang felt the commotion outside the wall, and his heart was suddenly relieved, and it seemed that the plan was working.

He didn't dare to slack off, and quietly opened the deadbolt, revealing a crack, and only a few zombies with broken arms and legs were left outside the door.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zeng Qiang opened the door all of a sudden, and as soon as he stepped out of one leg, he saw a yellow figure jump out with a "whoosh", which immediately startled him.

But when he saw that it was a big yellow dog, he was so angry that he scolded him: "You dead dog, you refuse to let you bleed, and you are the first one when you run away, which is too unrighteous." ”

As soon as Zeng Qiang stepped out of the gate, a slow-running zombie on the left spotted him and roared, like a cat seeing a fish and running towards him excitedly.

"Get out of the way." Zeng Qiang slapped a shovel on the zombie's head and knocked it to the ground, but the movement just now attracted the attention of other zombies, and one after another zombies found him and rushed over one by one with a roar.

"This TM is a devil entering the village."

Zeng Qiang hurriedly threw a pack of '*' towards the zombie group, and the zombies were stunned, and they didn't have time to observe the effect, so they ran away.

The alley in front is narrow, but out of the alley is the main road, and you can go out of the city by following the main road.

Zeng Qiang had already planned before he came out, according to the current situation, at least most of the people in Chengli have become zombies, Shuangqing has a population of more than 30 million, and the permanent population of the urban area is more than 8 million, even if only half of the population mutation, there are millions of zombies.

And with the passage of time, it is estimated that many of the remaining living people will mutate after being bitten by zombies, so the number of living people will only be less, and the chances of survival in the vast countryside are much greater.

As for supplies? It is true that there are much fewer in the countryside than in the city, but according to the habits of local rural people, which family does not have a few hundred catties of millet? Which one doesn't marinate bacon? Other materials will not be too short in the countryside now, and they are enough for Zeng Qiang to survive personally.

Now there are only three zombies wandering there in the alley, Zeng Qiang wants to go to the main road, this is the nearest way, and the zombies behind may soon catch up, and he must solve the trouble in front of him before this.

Zeng Qiang threw '*' over while running, and before the nearest zombie could react, a shovel slashed horizontally, just cutting off its neck, and the zombie fell to the ground with its broken neck.

"Hiss." The zombies that fell to the ground weren't even dead.

Zeng Qiang didn't care about it, and knocked down another zombie with a shovel.

There was only one left, a little girl of a few years old, Zeng Qiang didn't care about her, and ran around from the side.

When Zeng Qiang stood on the main road.

"Tragedy!"

The scene in front of him made him want to cry without tears, the main road was full of wandering zombies, at a glance there were more than chasing him behind, and most of them were concentrated on the sidewalks on both sides of the road, a bus on the right side of the main road overturned in the middle of the road, and the whole road was full of randomly parked cars, almost blocking the road.

To the right is the road out of the city, but the road is blocked by a bus that overturned, so it can only be to the left, but to the left is to the side of the foreigner street.

But now that he couldn't think too hard, the zombies on both sides of the sidewalk had begun to pay attention to him, and the zombies behind him were getting closer and closer, so he could only bite the bullet and touch the side of Foreigner Street.

The big yellow dog ran out and disappeared, maybe he escaped alone, Zeng Qiang was angry when he thought of this dead dog now.

Zeng Qiang was as careful as possible not to make a sound, but the smell of the living still attracted the attention of the zombies on the side of the road.

A withered claw stretched out in front of him, Zeng Qiang hurriedly took a step back, and the shovel cut off the arm of the zombie in front of him at once, and then another shovel cut off its neck.

Now Zeng has become proficient in killing zombies, but the shovel is still not easy to use, and he ponders the opportunity to change his weapon.

"Whoa."

When Zeng Qiang stepped back, he just kicked a fallen car rearview mirror, and the three zombies in front of him turned their heads to take a look, and suddenly roared excitedly.

"Hiss." The movement of killing zombies just now also attracted the attention of the surrounding zombies, and many zombies began to roar and pounce on Zeng Qiang.

In an instant, Zeng Qiang was like a delicious cake, attracting countless flies.

"Going to die, going to die!" Zeng Qiang screamed in fright, and now he couldn't hide himself.

Looking at the zombies surrounding in all directions, Zeng Qiang felt hopeless again.

Apparently with no hope of escape, Zeng Qiang threw the shovel in his hand to the ground, feeling that even if he was going to die, he should be as fearless as the generous heroes of ancient times.

But the constantly trembling legs betrayed him.

"Wangwang." A dog bark pulled Zeng Qiang back to reality.