Under the scorching sun, a black Mercedes jeep sped along a highway and an empty bottle was thrown from the co-pilot.

In the distance, a zombie with a rotting body turned its head when it heard the sound of the vehicle, opened its rotting mouth, roared, and pounced on the vehicle from the side of the road.

Syllable!!!

The vehicle crashed straight into the zombie, and an iron guardrail was installed on the front bar of the car, which directly smashed the zombie's rotting body in half, half lying on the front of the car, and the other half being involved in the bottom of the car.

Roar!!!

The zombie on the front cover of the car, clutching the wiper with its tattered fingers, kept roaring in his mouth. The foul blood on his body obscured his vision, and his vision was blurred.

The driver slammed the brakes, threw the zombie out of the way, and then rushed directly over the zombie. Turn on the wipers and sweep the minced meat and blood aside.

"There's a gas station up ahead, we're going to have to try our luck!"

Wang Fang glanced at the vehicle's fuel gauge, the pointer was almost to the end, and turned his head to say to everyone. The third master coughed, slowly opened his eyes, took off Sun Hu's coat that was still on him, and covered him.

Along the way, thanks to Sun Hu's care, the third master can be regarded as picking up a life.

At this time, Sun Hu was leaning on the saddle, sleeping soundly, and when the third master covered his clothes, the zipper of his coat accidentally touched Sun Hu's fingers, and Sun Hu woke up instantly.

"Third master, I don't need it."

"Cover it up!"

"Third Master Xie."

After Sun Hu woke up, he found that it was the third master and relaxed his body, and when he saw that he insisted on caring, he had to lie down obediently and let him cover himself with clothes.

Zhao Qiang sat in the co-pilot, his face was scruffy, and the whole person looked unenergetic, hearing Wang Bang speak, he opened his eyes half-asleep and half-awake, took out half of the hard bread he put on, and gnawed on it, choking while eating.

He has suffered such a sin in his life, and the food he eats these days is really not as good as that of his dog, and he really misses the old days.

Once as the son-in-law of the Zhao Group, Zhao Qiang can be described as infinitely beautiful, stretching out his hands for clothes and opening his mouth for food. There are people who follow him when he goes, and everything is done by the maid of the house, so he doesn't have to worry about it at all.

Xiao Rou sat in the back seat, looking at the scenery flashing outside the car, but she was ruthless to appreciate it, looking worried. It's been two days, and I don't know, how is Chu Fei now?

"Let's go, let's go down and have a look."

Before the vehicle ran out of gas, it finally reached the gas station, Wang Fang picked up the iron axe and pulled the zipper of his clothes, opened the door and jumped out of the car.

Sun Hu asked the third master to rest in the car, saying that he would just go, and after getting dressed, he picked up a dog-legged knife and walked out of the car.

Xiaorou glanced at the third master, felt that he didn't look like a good person, and after seeing Zhang Di get out of the car, she grabbed Zhang Di's clothes with her hand and got out of the car.

"Brother Qiang, catch it!"

Wang Bang picked up a fire axe and threw it to Zhao Qiang, Zhao Qiang was almost crazy sitting in the car, they had also killed a lot of zombies in the past few days, and they had become numb from the original fear.

Wang Fang went to look for gasoline, and Zhang Di and Zhao Qiang went to the house to look for supplies. Xiao Rou held a Pikachu pillow in one hand and a wrench in the other, and followed them.

Zhang Di opened the door and saw two zombies in overalls, one lying on the ground, holding a skull and gnawing.

Another zombie, with his clothes hung on nails in the bars, and his feet looked like he was walking in space.

"You're left, I'm right."

After Zhang Di finished speaking, he picked up the axe, walked to the zombie on the right who looked very stupid, raised the axe and chopped it down from behind, and solved it.

Zhao Qiang first slowed down, approached the zombie on the left, and slashed out with an axe, and the zombie's head fell to the ground in response.

Then, Zhang Di pulled a black pocket open and threw everything that could be used into it. In the supermarket inside the gas station, the shelves were all empty, and only a few buckets of instant noodles fell under the shelves, which escaped the catastrophe.

Xiao Rou walked to the bathroom, twisted the faucet and tried it, waited for a few seconds, and was very excited to see water coming out.

Although the water flow was small, it was clear and drinkable, and I hurriedly found an empty bucket in the house and connected it underneath.

Outside.

Wang Fang found that the gasoline was all sucked away, and there were only a few drops in the gas gun, and the gas kicked against the wall. Looking up inadvertently, Wang Zhan saw a crow parked on the opposite billboard with something in its mouth.

It is round and looks like a fish ball, with a thread attached to it. Walk back into the car and take out a telescope to check.

In the perspective of the telescope, a crow with gray eyes was facing Wang Bang, and this time he finally saw that thing clearly, it was actually an eyeball!

And inside the crow's eyes, there was something like a parasite, and it was slowly wriggling. At that moment, another crow flew over, biting a broken finger in its mouth.

There was a ring on that finger, which was very similar to the ring on the hand of the zombie that Wang Bang flew away just now.

"They're eating carrion!"

Wang Bang put down the binoculars, knowing that those crows had turned into zombies, he quickly ran to the car and took the third master next.

As soon as the two of them stepped out of the car, the black patch on the billboard was already full of mutated crows, and they were both staring at them.

Ahh!!h

With a roar, a crow took the lead in swooping down and biting the third master. Wang Fang picked up the empty oil drum on the ground, smashed the crow down, and then ran quickly to the house.

"Quickly open the door !!"

Wang Zhan stood outside the door, banging on the door and window, looking anxious. Outside, mutant crows flew up in flocks, hovering overhead, chirping collectively as if the sky had darkened.

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, Xiaorou put down the bucket and walked over, and hurriedly opened the door. Wang Fang and the third master quickly got in and locked the door with their backhands.

"There are a lot of crows nearby, they have all eaten the carrion of zombies, and they have mutated, so get something to block the door!"

While Wang Bang was talking, Zhang Di and Zhao Qiang also walked out, and they were startled at the same time, and several people worked together to lift a wooden table, blocking the door and blocking the window with chairs.

Outside, the crows spread their wings and slammed into the wooden door one by one, and the glass soon cracked, and it shattered with a bang before it could hold up for a few seconds.

One of the crows, piercing the door with its pointed beak, stuck its head through the gap in the table. Zhang Di raised his axe and cut off the crow's head, and then more crows rushed over and stabbed small holes in the door with their beaks.

Wow! Wow!

Roaring wildly, they desperately burrowed into the small hole, and gnawed at the door with their mouths, quickly destroying the wooden door.

Seeing the mutated crow flock, they were about to break through the table when a burst of gunfire was heard outside the house, followed by a burst of flames.

A large number of crows were burned down, giving off the smell of burnt meat, and as the flames continued to erupt, soon all the crows were shot down.

On the road outside the door, three cars were parked. A heavy-duty transport truck, a modified large truck, a first-class tanker.

The flames just now were emitted from a flamethrower on a modified large truck.

A man wearing a red turban and a cigar in his mouth burned the last crow and threw out a puff of smoke from the car, "Come out, it's okay." ”