"Coax, coax, ......"

The roar of the heavy Harley-Davidson locomotive tore through the silence on the highway and made the zombies wandering on the road turn their heads in unison.

The scarlet eyes of the zombies reflected the more than twenty heavy locomotives that were coming, the food came, the zombies were not happy, nor excited, their stiff brains had no such emotions, only the hunting ground instinct drove them, making them let out "Woo! The strange screams invariably pounced on the young men in jackets on the locomotive.

However, they were greeted not by a bloody feast, but by the call of hell.

I saw the two young people riding the motorcycle like a "eight" figure apart, when the two cars passed by the zombies quickly, the "poof" sound, those zombies seemed to be cut in two!

At this time, the zombie's scarlet bloody eyes can see the tough wire between the two cars, is it so easily solved? No, the zombies' instinct to hunt and prey also makes them crawl, and even if they are cut in half, they will not give up.

However, their tenacious life brought them no food, only a sad death, and the slower locomotive approached, and the blades that popped out of the base of the body cut their heads mercilessly.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

In the gas station, Wu Feng heard Zhu Ling's applause, and touched the handle of the Tang knife with a slight smile, those young people are good, use the speed and flexibility of the locomotive to destroy the zombies, but, the heart of harming people is indispensable, and the heart of guarding people is indispensable, no, Yu Guang also saw Zhu Ling's hand reaching out to the waist.

"Hahaha, cheer up!"

The two young men at the front of the car turned around and saw that the zombies were dead, and they let out that wild laugh.

Wu Feng couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this troubleless and confident laughter, young man, no, he Wu Feng is also a young man, and he is much more tender than those jacket and motorcycle youths, and when he raised his eyes, more than 20 locomotives poured into the gas station and surrounded the two of them.

"Hey, you're amazing!" Without waiting for this group of young people to speak, Zhu Ling said with a smile: "It's so easy to deal with zombies!" ”

"Haha, brother has vision!" A young man with sunglasses looked Wu Feng and the two up and down for a while, and then looked at the modified cash transport vehicle on the side, "You guys are very inferior, you actually drove a sample car." ”

Wu Feng didn't bother to express any opinion on the words of the man in sunglasses, and they would know that it was a mistake to choose a locomotive in the future, and Zhu Ling, who was already leaning on Wu Feng's left side, smiled at the man in sunglasses and said: "No way, there are too many zombies, and there are too few of us." ”

"Hah, too!" The man in sunglasses smiled and said, "Brother, can you give us some engine oil?" ”

"It's not mine anyway, you can take as much as you want!" Zhu Ling smiled, as if he was not the slightest guarded.

"Thank you." The preconceived notion made this man in sunglasses have to ask for the consent of Wu Feng and Zhu Ling, and at this moment, he waved his hand, "Brothers, come on!" ”

More than 20 people got out of the car together, and when they walked into the gas station, they didn't even look at Wu Feng and Zhu Ling.

In this regard, Wu Feng and Zhu Ling looked at each other and smiled, they could both see the ease in each other's eyes, and they could also see the guard that had not been let down, strangers, especially strangers in the last days, must not relax their vigilance, no matter how the other party looks, talks, or behaves, they must remember six words, and be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

Wu Feng and the two were on guard, and the man in sunglasses was also careful, according to his observation, the two were few but dangerous, because the zombies in the gas station had traces of bullet hits on their heads.

When he carefully pushed the cart into the gas station and passed by Zhu Ling's side, he caught a glimpse of a small mole on Zhu Ling's neck, suddenly frowned, took off his sunglasses, and stared at Zhu Ling with a pair of big eyes with doubts, "This brother, have we met before?" ”

"I don't think so!" Zhu Ling looked at the young face of the man in sunglasses, shrugged his shoulders, but his hand reached for the gun on his waist.

The man in sunglasses rubbed his head, as if he was carefully recalling something, and when he saw Wu Feng, who was not in a bad footsteps, he finally remembered something, and opened his mouth to shout at Zhu Ling, "Grandma's, it's actually you, it's really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!" ”

When Wu Feng heard the words of the man in sunglasses, he frowned slightly, his right hand clenched the handle of the knife, and if there was anything unusual, he slaughtered it directly, but what Wu Feng didn't expect was that after the man in sunglasses exclaimed, he bent down and saluted Zhu Ling directly, "Big brother, have you forgotten me?" You once rescued me from human traffickers! ”

"Huh?"

Zhu Ling, who pulled out an HKMP5K submachine gun from his waist, was even more surprised than Wu Feng, he thought it was an enemy, after all, although he was not an enemy all over the world, there were not a few people who wanted to kill him.

Seeing Zhu Ling so surprised, the man in sunglasses seemed to have forgotten him, and he didn't care about anything, so he took off his shirt and jacket together, and turned his back with his bare arms, so that Zhu Ling could see the palm-sized black birthmark on his back.

As soon as Zhu Ling saw this birthmark, he remembered something, and said to the man in sunglasses very unexpectedly: "It turned out to be you, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you have grown so big." ”

"It's good that we passed by here today, otherwise we wouldn't have seen our benefactor for the rest of our lives!" This man in sunglasses was not as arrogant as he was just now, but became a little shy, standing in front of Zhu Ling like a high school student seeing his teacher.

On the side, Wu Feng was also surprised to see that the two were familiar with each other, but he didn't bother to care what the two were talking about, and walked into the gas station to get the oil from the abandoned car into the cash truck.

Fill up the gas, sit in the driver's seat, and look through the windshield at the two people who are talking.

Seeing that the two were talking energetically, this was very boring, and just about to tease the little black back lying in the carriage, Yu Guang saw Zhu Ling returning to the car full of concern.

Starting the car, he was about to move forward, but he heard Zhu Ling say: "Wu Feng, I think we should separate!" ”

When Wu Feng heard this, he was surprised in his heart, and looked at Zhu Ling with a serious face with puzzlement.

"Alas, it's all because I was kind at the time, otherwise I would ......" Zhu Ling just said something, suddenly cut off his words, and said to Wu Feng with a pair of serious eyes: "You don't have to ask anything, after we get to YB, we will go our separate ways." ”

Wu Feng frowned, and when he started the car, Yu Guang paid attention to the silent Zhu Ling, looking at his preoccupied appearance, he couldn't help but guess what the man in sunglasses said to Zhu Ling just now, which made Zhu Ling, who had always been talkative, suddenly become like this, and at this moment, Zhu Ling was quite sleepy, and he should go to sleep, instead of writing and drawing with a piece of paper.

guessed again and again, but didn't know the essentials, only knew that Zhu Ling had helped the man in sunglasses.

Nothing to say all the way.

Half an hour later, when I arrived at the YB toll station, I heard Zhu Ling say, "Wu Feng, stop the car!" ”

"Why separate?"

Wu Feng didn't care about this little couple breaking up and asking, and only stared at Zhu Ling's slightly heavy and serious cheeks.

"If there is fate, we will see you again......" Zhu Ling saw the concern in Wu Feng's eyes, his heart warmed, but he didn't want to pull Wu Feng into the water, put a piece of paper on the seat and opened the door and got out of the car.

Wu Feng watched Zhu Ling take out his backpack from the carriage from the rearview mirror, and then walked towards the high-speed gate, his lonely back seemed to be a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Turning his head, he took the piece of paper, and when he looked at it, he knew that this was the detailed route to the Holy Land.

Not only did he have a detailed route, but Zhu Ling also marked what to pay attention to in small characters, seeing this, Wu Feng's heart was even more difficult to let go.

Instead of memorizing these routes and markers, take out a lighter and set the paper on fire.

A second ago, I really wanted this route, and it was not for this to risk the danger to go to Mu's house, but now, Wu Feng didn't want to take a look at this route, threw away the burning paper, got out of the car, looked at the gate where there was no one anymore, and grinned, "If you want me to go by myself, no way, a map will send me Wu Feng away, it's even more impossible, rations!" ”

"Uh-huh......"

With Wu Feng's call, Xiao Hei jumped out of the carriage with his head shaking his head and lay at Wu Feng's feet waiting for orders.

Glancing down at the little black back, he pointed to the co-pilot, "Track him!" ”

"Hmm!" The little black back understood, sniffed the co-pilot, and ran along the scent to the gate.

Wu Feng picked up a backpack full of bullets and followed closely, no matter what Zhu Ling had, his guidance alone gave Wu Feng enough reason to help him, or the old saying, kill people, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, help others, and send the Buddha to the West......

Wu Feng didn't know it, so soon after getting out of the car to track down, a man and a woman appeared next to the cash truck.

"Brother, what should I do with this person?" The delicate woman looked in the direction Wu Feng left, and Cherry Xiaokou asked Mu Zinc, the big man in a black casual suit.

"He and Uncle Ling are old acquaintances, and they will protect him when they do it." This Mu Zinc said to this delicate woman expressionlessly: "Leave a mark and guide the eldest brother and others." ”

"Okay!" The woman walked to the side of the cash truck, squatted down, and left a strange symbol on the ground, this symbol seemed to be a word but not a word, like a painting rather than a painting, as if it was a young child's graffiti, but in the eyes of the Mu family, this symbol not only pointed out the direction, but also left a message of time.

Ancient warriors, whether they are righteous families or evil sects, have their own unique ways of contacting, the simplest is the symbols, of course, these symbols can only be understood by their own people, and they are the top secrets belonging to the families of each sect.

"Alright, brother......"

"Well, let's go, I'm here to see, who dares to touch our Uncle Ling......"

Mu Zinc said, her figure was as fast as a fright, and this delicate woman was not slow, her toes touched the ground, and her figure swept out five or six meters!

Compared with the ancient martial artists, Zhu Ling's speed was much slower, and he got off the car first, and only at this moment could he enter the suburbs of YB City.

Looking at the YB city from afar, Zhu Ling has a heavy heart, this YB city was called Rongzhou in ancient times, the famous wine capital, YB has a long history and culture, is the starting point of the South Silk Road, known as the southwest half of the ancient Rong Prefecture, and is also a combination of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, with developed economy and important strategic location.

YB Zhu Ling has been here a few times before, the first time he passed YB, he was only fourteen years old, and at this moment, he is nearly thirty years old, and he has to sigh that the years have passed......

"This time, I would never make the same mistake!" Zhu Ling took a deep breath, tightly grasped the submachine gun in his hand, and walked towards the YB that had been occupied by zombies, regardless of how many ancient warriors there were in the city in front of him, and no matter how many ancient warriors wanted to kill him, his steps were heavy and firm......