Principal Xiong also taught several students: "You must remember that in the future, you should not just rely on others to carry out tasks, support does not always arrive in time, and in the most critical moment, everything depends on yourself."

"Only you are strong enough and smart enough to survive the most dangerous missions time and time again."

The students' eyes became rock-solid, and their expressions became solemn and reverent.

"Yes, Headmaster, we see."

"Click." A piece of car window was shattered, and several arms reached in, the broken glass cut their skin and bled profusely, but they didn't have the slightest pain or hesitation, and only "food" in their eyes.

The minibus also began to tilt under their tremendous strength, and Bai Zhou thought to himself, if an ordinary person suddenly burst out with such great strength, it was no wonder that he would die after the effect of the medicine.

Their bodies were overwhelmed by unbearable force and were bound to die of exhaustion.

Those who can live for three or five months are particularly good in physical fitness.

Those who can only live for three to five days are old, weak, sick and disabled.

Principal Xiong patted Yuan Xiu's shoulder beside him and said, "You are the class leader, take the students well."

Yuan Xiu suddenly felt a thousand pounds on his shoulders.

"Don't worry, Headmaster." He nodded, these three words, he bit hard.

Since you have promised, even if you don't want your life, you have to do it.

Principal Xiong was satisfied, he suddenly grabbed the lattice of the broken car window, jumped up with his strength, and kicked his feet at the zombies who were almost about to get in.

Several people were kicked out, and he walked through the zombies and landed steadily.

The zombies stopped banging on the car windows and turned their heads to look at him.

He didn't let go of any grandiose words, and ran directly to the opposite side, and the zombies chased after him as fast as if they had pressed the key to the door.

"Drive!" Wen Junzhi shouted to the driver.

"Okay." The driver was a middle-aged uncle with a cigarette in his mouth and a stubble on his chin.

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the minibus sped towards the exit.

Seeing that she was about to reach the door, Fang Fang said in horror, "Look! There are so many zombies!"

Everyone looked and saw countless zombies running in at the exit of the garage, roughly counting, at least thirty, including old and young, men and women.

With a loud sound coming out of their mouths, they ran as fast as they could, and they pounced on the minibus.

The faces of the people changed.

Suddenly, a possibility occurred to them.

Someone poisoned the whole community!

The chill was like a cold-blooded animal, crawling up their backs, making them cold and their hands trembling.

There are at least 2,000 people in this community!

Poisoning two thousand people is maddening.

"Retreat! Hurry back!" Li Biyao hurriedly shouted, "Be careful not to hurt these people!"

None of them are dead, and maybe a way to save them will be found later.

"Little girl, it's really hard for me to ask for this." The driver could only quickly retreat, his car skills were very good, a drift, and drove deeper into the garage, but the zombies were in hot pursuit.

Everyone looked behind them, and they saw a zombie jumping up, lying on all fours on the wall, and crawling quickly.

"There's even a strange species!" Qian Mu exclaimed.

The "Strange Seed" skimmed over the wall and crawled on the ceiling, his fingernails leaving blood stains on the concrete walls, and then slammed into the roof of the car.

"Old man, hurry, go!" Fang Fang yelled at the driver.

The driver suddenly stepped on the brakes, and the "Strange Species" flew out due to inertia and landed heavily on the ground.

His legs twisted in a strange position, but he still got up, and his speed did not decrease, and he came towards the minibus.

The old driver said, "Get out of the car!"

Everyone knew that they couldn't ask for the car, so they had to hurry out of the underground garage, which was a closed and open space where they couldn't hide.

"Old man, what are you going to do?" Fang Fang turned around and asked.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." He even took a leisurely puff of his cigarette, "I'm not a player, you can leave this neighborhood, I'll wait outside for you to come out."

Wen Junzhi glanced at him, the horror game machine alone did not choose him as a player, this person must have something strange.

But now is not the time to talk about that.

Fang Fang had no choice but to say, "Then be careful yourself."

The car door opened, everyone jumped out of the car, and ran towards the stairwell opposite, and the zombies who chased after them surrounded the minibus, more windows were smashed, and bloody hands reached in, and finally even the windshield of the front car was smashed, and a zombie used all fours, crawling along the front of the car, staring at the old man, eager to eat him alive.

The old man leisurely took out a pack of cloud cigarettes, took out one and put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"The students are here, they can only hold on to it, but now they finally suck it, suffocating me."

He leaned back in the driver's seat and said while puffing on the smoke ring, "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone."

As he spoke, several zombies pounced.