Chapter 205 Just a Gun

   Mu Jing rubbed his sore wrists, kicked away the corpse that Prince Chou had deliberately thrown over, and glanced at him coldly, "Want to die?"

   Prince Chou, who killed the red eye, licked his lips, "I don't want to."

   "Then be honest."

After giving the warning, she bent down and tore a piece of cloth from the corpse's clothes and wiped the blood-stained dagger. Killing hundreds of zombies at one time made her breathing a little messy. After standing there for a while, she said: " Let's go."

   A few other people who were not too good followed her and walked forward one after another, and they were a little surprised when they saw their car parked on the side of the road still there.

   "The keys are all there, but no one drives away?"

   Prince Chou took out the key from under the cushion, "It seems that there are only dead people in this place."

   The others did not talk to each other and got on the bus one after another.

When the car started at high speed, Mu Jing, who was leaning on the back of the seat, stretched out his hand to Yin Ze, who was sitting beside him. After all the hints and training before, there was no need for Mu Jing to say it now, Yin Ze was almost used to it. Sexually held her hand and started massaging her.

  When Yin Ze realized his behavior, it was impossible to withdraw his hand.

   Prince Chou saw their intimate interaction in the rearview mirror, and there was a hint of coldness in his smile. Why did he take the initiative to be the driver? Isn't it bad to throw the car keys to Yin Ze at the beginning?

  If he is not the driver, he should be the one who rubs Mu Jing's wrist now, right?

   No one said anything along the way, until when he reached a gas station, Prince Chou parked his car on the side of the road and did not drive in.

   "There is a van in front, will there be people in the gas station?"

   Zhou Qiyang looked at the silver van parked in the gas station, "The wheels seem to be new, is there anyone inside?"

Although    is an interrogative sentence, Zhou Qiyang is very sure that there are people inside, but it is impossible to infer how many people are hiding in the store at the gas station.

"get off."

Mu Jing carried the backpack and took the people out of the car, took out a gun under their gaze, then threw the backpack on his back, seeing their stupid expressions because she took out the gun, said: "No Do you want to refuel? Standing here stupidly waiting for gravity to bring you?"

   Zhou Qiyang swallowed his saliva, pointed to the thing in her hand, and said, "This? Really?"

   Are toys so realistic now? The conscience of the industry.

   "Bancao, it's just a gun."

   Mu Jing took the lead to go to the gas station. At this time, Prince Chou caught up and wanted to say a few words, but was caught off guard by Yin Ze and pushed him, and was instantly pulled away.

  “…” Damn.

   Zhou Qiyang slowed down a little bit, pretended not to see the fight between them, and looked like he was trying his best to watch out for surprise attacks from behind.

   A lot of corpses were poured outside the gas station, and there was a stench on the hot day.

   Mujing walked to the store without frowning. Just as he was about to push the door, he saw the lock behind the door.

   raised his eyebrows, stepped aside, and said, "Smash."

   A single gas station, and don't worry about what the loud noise will attract.

   Prince Chou took the lead, pulled out an iron rod from a certain corpse, weighed the weight, curled the corners of his lips in disgust, then lifted the iron rod with both hands and swung it heavily towards the glass door!

"Oops."

   Prince Chou looked at the broken glass door and said, "I'm wrong."

   I thought it would take a lot of strength, but it shattered when I knocked on it.

Mu Jing stepped on the glass **** and just stepped into the store. Seeing the obvious signs of being raided, he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the cashier. He turned his head to look at the sound of gas. , when he found out that it was a boy with a wooden stick in his hand, he hooked his lips and smiled, "Hello."

   (end of this chapter)