Apocalypse Rebirth: Chief, Don’t Move!

Otherwise, these things will be sorted out in vain.

Li Jiaming immediately ran to the off-road vehicle and made a move against Li Zhenghao, brothers tacit understanding, Li Zhenghao quickly got on the truck.

Seeing this scene, Bai Ling smiled, and turned to Li Zhenghao to repair the motorcycle for himself, picked up the pure black helmet, skillfully worn it, put the sword in the handy position, and handsomely stepped on the car. Made a backward gesture to Bai Xiaoxi.

The way they came over was relatively spacious and was sorted by Bai Ling.

Bai Xiaoxi was familiar with the ride, quickly turned the front of the car, and slammed on the accelerator.

Because there was no electricity earlier, and those in the last days are also used to a dark life.

This is the case in Guangyao Village, and it is even quieter at night, and every household is already asleep.

Under a three-story small western-style building, the cement tent, which is larger than the area of ​​the house, moved slightly under a tent, and soon a small head was drilled out. In the dark environment, in the cold moonlight, the pair His eyes were shining, but there was a little wood.

"Mom, when will you come back? Just now someone came to take Grandma Li away!" After that, he touched his stomach and groaned, and the little head got into the tent again, but it didn't take long to get out. At that time, there was a third of bread in his mouth, and he swallowed it in one bite.

I'm afraid no one would think that a child will see these things in his eyes.

The pair of wooden eyes with light in the dark night glanced at the three-story building, and finally it seemed to decide what to do and climbed out of the tent.

His movements were cautious, and if there was any abnormal noise around him, his thin body shrank immediately. As he moved further and further away from the small tent, the child's eyes were full of timid taste, but he bit his lips and ran away quickly. stand up.

Naturally, he often follows Li Fang here to play, so he is very familiar with this film, but a child is still afraid despite the moon.

Just beside the three-story small building next to a four-story small building of the same building, a shadow flashed, and a slender figure slowly walked slowly from the balcony to the king's room.

The room was dark. Fortunately, the windows were never closed. The moonlight from the outside was clear when I adjusted to the darkness.

Before entering, I smelled a strong fragrance of perfume. With the footsteps of this figure, the closer to the closet, the faint smell of carrion could not be hidden.

When I opened the door, I saw a child with a piece of iron stuffed in his eyes, his eyes pale, and his skin was already bruised.

The hair was gone, and the blue tendons were bulging beneath the purple skin.

Seemingly smelling the smell of food, the little zombie trapped in the closet suddenly became restless. Even if it was stuffed with iron, he could hear the murmur of the wild beast in his throat.

A line of tears refracting light came out of the slender man's eyes, and one hand touched the zombie's rotten head with no disgust, "Baby, you can start to eat right away!"

The word "dinner" is very bad.

Those tearful pupils refracted madness.

I didn't know how long I ran. The thin child arrived at a luxurious little villa. Two men with guns were standing outside the little villa. At this time, they were chatting, smoking and smoking two men.