To get to the market, you must first go to the passenger station. The passenger station and the market are connected by a small bridge. The river is about two or three meters high. There are also various garbage piled up on the river. A large water pool gathers under the bridge. The water is green and very turbid. Several zombies are swimming around the water. Some of the skin bubbles are swollen, and the whole river looks like a garbage river.

On the left side of the passenger station is a construction site. The construction on the construction site has stopped forever. A large pit of about half an acre is empty there. There is still some water in the pit. It seems that the construction team has just dug the earthwork before it has come to lay the foundation, the virus. On the outbreak, the construction team also became a zombie on the parking lot.

Zhang Xiaoqiang hesitated a bit, but decided to make a quick decision, handed Yuan Yi a tire unloading stick, gave Su Shi a strong spear, and took the Jingwei sword and Yang Keer together to the corpse of the parking lot. .

There is only one S-type evolution zombie in the parking lot. Looking at its short and flexible figure, Zhang Xiaoqiang noticed it, prepared to cut it directly, just cut a few ordinary zombies, and did not wait for him to approach the S-type zombies. Within the 10-meter alert range.

Yuan Yi did not make a sound and did not make a rush to the tires. He rushed to the vicinity of the S-type zombies. Before he had any action on the S-type zombies, an ordinary zombie around him bites Yuan Yi, and Yuan Yi retreats half. Steps let the past, just wait for the zombies to emptied, that is, a shoulder slammed against the side of the zombies, and the zombies were hit by a few steps and rushed to the ground.

The S-type zombie reaction came over and grabbed Yuan Yi’s face. Yuan Yi did not give in this time. The unloading tires greeted him and wrapped his claws slightly to the next belt. The S-shaped zombies were unloaded on the tires. The weight of the twist lost the weight, the body could not help but turn to the left, followed by a large iron rod on its fragile cervical vertebrae, "card rub" · After the sound, the zombie rushed a few steps to the ground.

Looking at Yuan Yi grabbed his prey Zhang Xiaoqiang was very upset, "KAO, eat the spring medicine so fierce?" Zhang Xiaoqiang vented his heart dissatisfaction and continued to ravage the ordinary zombies, when he cut down four or five The battle ended after the zombies.

Zhang Xiaoqiang cut down a total of seven or eight, Yang Keer did not say, it is a metamorphosis. Yuan Yi killed an S-type zombie and two ordinary zombies. Su Shi actually killed one face-to-face. The death of the zombie was also awkward. Just as it flew to Susie, one flew in the air. The headless zombies came to its body, and the unlucky zombies were turned over to the ground, and they were picked up by the Susie.

Looking at the lost body on the ground, next to the rusty and broken CMB, with a dark and low sky, and then look at the people without casualties, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that adding background music is a simulation game.

Crossing a corpse, Zhang Xiaoqiang, walked over to the small restaurant and walked into one.

The tables and chairs in the small restaurant are lying downside down, all kinds of convenient bowls, chopsticks buckets and disposable chopsticks are scattered on the ground. The black spots on the walls of the beautiful portraits, a vintage TV set hanging in the corner There was also a beer bottle on the screen, and the whole house smelled like a moldy smell.

Zhang Xiaoqiang went into the small restaurant and looked at the kitchen in the back. The kitchen was dirty, not dirty. There were black fume everywhere, whether it was the ceiling or the wall, whether it was a closet or a pool. Anyway, look at you. Want to find out the white, even the salt in the bowl of the dirty bowl on the side of the stove is black and yellow, see Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in the mood to search for the rest of the food, his lazy people are dirty.

When he went out, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood still. He looked again into the rice bucket. There was no grain in the vat from bright red to black and red. Even the crumbs of rice did not. Then Zhang Xiaoqiang found that the lockers were empty. Lockers are generally places where they are easy to store dry goods and seasonings. Now the empty ones are not willing to drill.

Something is wrong, someone takes the food here first? Zhang Xiaoqiang walked out of the small restaurant and looked around. There were five small restaurants and a small shop with only windows. There was a similar look for a restaurant. Anyway, I didn’t see a slightly clean spot. Zhang Xiaoqiang A restaurant looked at it and found that all the food and supplies were taken away.

"Is there alive?" Zhang Xiaoqiang understood. He understood something and some did not understand. How did the man bypass dozens of zombies and take so much material away?

"啪" Zhang Xiaoqiang slaps his head, and he is used to always going from the front door but never thought about turning the window. It was really funny.

Turning into the kitchen, I saw that the kitchen window was actually hidden. The original transparent glass had been smoked black and gray by the fumes and dust. If it weren’t for the row of wooden panes, I thought it was a few hanging on the wall. Wooden boards.

Carefully open the window Zhang Xiaoqiang looked out~lightnovelpub.net~ I suddenly felt that the scalp began to numb, and the outside scene made his stomach start to rise. He always thought that he would not feel easy after he was used to fighting with the zombies. To nausea, what can be more disgusting than zombies?

Today, he saw that the layout of these small restaurants is similar. The windows of the kitchen are all open to one side. There is a recess outside the window. It used to be a pond. Now it is the drainage channel of these small restaurants. It is filled with asphalt. Black gum, all kinds of disposable tableware, napkins, leftover bones, as well as plastic bags and some dead mice and potato skin rotten dumplings stir in oily black gelatinous material, raising the stink of the sky Taste, this odor is strong, violent, and intense.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has never experienced such a test. He didn’t know whether it was five seconds or fifty seconds. Zhang Xiaoqiang was smoked from the kitchen and huddled up with a broken and dirty billboard stand until he dried up. The two eyes of vomiting are faint, and the tears are full of feelings. I smell the scent of the outside of the body. Zhang Xiaoqiang actually has a sense of well-being. Compared with the smell outside the kitchen, the smell of odor that seems to be vomiting here seems to have changed. Not so difficult to accept.

For a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was relieved. He decided not to manage the life and death of those survivors. The taste is not smelling. It is no wonder that even the zombies are not willing to come close. It is simply a biochemical weapon pond. Whoever goes down? It is even worse than the three-step downy medicine.

The phrase "Life is not as good as ninety-nine" is more appropriate at this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang originally abandoned the search for survivors, and the survivors saw him.

"Look, what is that? Ah! There are living people too." Yang Keer held Zhang Xiaoqiang's telescope around, and did not know if she was born with the potential of treasure hunt? All of a sudden, I pointed to the wrong place.