After Song Kexin came out of Ruihua Community, she has been in a high-intensity mental tension.

Xie Ning knew very well that in this case, she had to be given a proper rest.

"Don't worry, your sister and I have good driving skills, and I will definitely bring you to Songjia Pavilion safely."

Song Kexin nodded, but her eyes kept staring at the scene outside the windshield.

Along the way, there are wandering non-human species everywhere, and occasionally I see a few normal people, all of whom flee in a panic.

Song Kexin's eyes fell on the front, and a small car was crooked next to the roadside lamppost, looking very desolate.

"Just stop there for a moment, Mom." Xie Ning pointed to the two silver cars.

Song Kexin looked extremely nervous, "Yes, there is a zombie sister." ”

"I know." Xie Ning glanced at her, "Mom has already cut down a zombie independently just now, and now it's your turn." What about the long-handled kitchen knife that was given to you earlier? ”

Song Kexin pursed her lips, "I, I, just now, just ......"

Xie Ning stared at her with a serious face, "Song Kexin, have you remembered the first and second rules of survival?" ”

"Remembered." Song Kexin nodded again and again, "The first one is not to pick people randomly, so as not to pick the white lotus and the white-eyed wolf." The second is not to be afraid when encountering cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, go up and beat him with a socialist iron fist and make him scream. “

Song Youai's expression of concentration on driving clearly showed a hint of cracking.

[This is my daughter's self-written survival mantra? 】

[What did my daughter learn in college all year! ] 】

[The teacher teaches how to steal oil? Also teach how to fight? 】

Xie Ning didn't pay attention to Song Youai's face, and nodded seriously with a serious face, "Now my sister will teach you the third one." Don't throw away your weapon at any time. It's better to lose food than weapons. ”

She took out a long-handled kitchen knife from her feet and handed it to Song Kexin, "You just made the most fatal mistake. Got out of the carry, only to run away with milk and jerky, completely forgetting that your weapon was still in the car. ”

Song Kexin held the kitchen knife, and her little hands trembled, "I, I'm going to cut zombies?" ”

"Hmm." Xie Ning nodded, "Done independently." ”

"Mom, don't come down." Xie Ning waited for the car to stop, hooked her hand at Song Kexin, and motioned for her to get out of the car together.

Song Kexin swallowed her saliva, followed her sister sneakily with a knife, and looked around.

"Where are you looking? Over here. Xie Ning pointed to the car in front of him.

Through the window glass, Song Kexin happened to see the man in the driver's seat, crunching and biting something on the co-pilot.

As soon as he turned his head, the man's mouth was covered with blood, and his whole face looked particularly hideous.

The woman in the passenger seat had a big cut in her throat, and something was dripping down.

With his hair scattered and his empty eyes wide open, he couldn't die anymore if he was already dead.

Song Kexin was sick to his stomach for a while, and the milk and dried meat he had just eaten was about to vomit out, and the person also rolled his eyes and involuntarily fell back.

Xie Ning rushed up with an arrow step, pinched his sister's person, and said with a cold little face, "Don't faint, vomit after chopping, faint again after vomiting, I'll drag you into the car." ”

Song Kexin: ???

Is this her kind and lovely little fairy-like sister?

No!

This is a ruthless woman......

"I'll solve the first two, and you solve the back." At the same time as Xie Ning opened the car door, the long knife instantly pierced the male zombie's head.

The roaring stopped abruptly.