I want to create ten types of civilization

Chapter 688 Irregular Driving

Passing by a fallen motorcycle with keys still stuck in it, and not far away there is a blood-stained helmet.

Without further ado, Zilong propped up the motorcycle, got on it, and started it.

The huge roar made Zilong grin his mouth straight. He pierced through the rear pipe before, and the sound immediately became several times smaller.

He squeezed the accelerator and drifted into the alley next to him. The zombies behind him chased after him, but they lost track of the target in a moment, and they were looking for other prey.

Zilong held the gun in front of his body, killed several zombies dressed as homeless men in the alley, and rushed out of the alley smoothly.

boom!
A huge force came from the left side, and then the motorcycle flew out with the Zilong on it, and slid sixteen or seventeen meters before stopping.

With a bang, the SUV that hit Zilong slammed into a shop diagonally.

"Ahem, this bitch." Zilong cursed for the first time, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, as if all the bones in his body were broken.

At the moment of being hit, he clearly saw a fat woman sitting in the car, turning the steering wheel in horror, and then he flew out.

Zilong tried his best, turned his head and looked around, but fortunately there were no zombies at close range, otherwise it would be over.

But Zilong didn't dare to hesitate, and tried to move his body, hands, arms, waist, and legs.

Fortunately, it was still there, and thanks to the fact that he was riding a heavy motorcycle, the pedals on both sides were faster and had anti-collision supports. It was the motorcycle that came into contact with the impact first, and then him.

If it was directly installed on him, it would cause more fractures.

Although I don't have a motorcycle helmet, but I wear an explosion-proof helmet, my head is fine, I just feel a little dizzy, and...

Zilong glanced at his right shoulder, maybe it was due to the gravity when he landed here, and there were some slight contusions, but fortunately he was still able to move.

Glancing at the SUV, Zilong didn't intend to go over to have a look. If the other party didn't go against the road, they wouldn't be able to hit him.

Although it is useless to entangle these things in this world.

After all this, who cares where you go.

Zilong walked towards the supermarket, which was less than 50 meters away from him, but with every step he took, he felt like his body was about to split open. He wanted to get the real thing as soon as possible, and then went to find the medicine.

Not just his shoulders, he had bruises and bruises in many places, his clothes were worn out, and he even had some internal bleeding.

Zilong wiped the corner of his mouth and glanced at the scene in the supermarket.

Although it was a small supermarket, it was not peaceful inside. About a dozen zombies were eating several corpses.

Zilong glanced around, he couldn't fit food in the bag, and he couldn't fit much, of course he didn't need much, as long as he could maintain his current physical strength.

Think about it later.

But he needs a new means of transportation. There are cars around, but none of them have keys.

Zilong fixed his eyes on the SUV that had entered the shop, and walked over.

Walking to the door of the car and opening the door, Zilong was greeted by a gun.

Subconsciously leaning over, the bullets flew past his arm, Zilong's eyes were filled with anger, and the rifle in his hand shot out a bunch of bullets.

The driver's seat was full of blood, and Zilong dragged down the fat woman who weighed at least 200 kilograms, and made it in by himself.

Started it up, and it still works!
Reversing the car at the entrance of the supermarket, Zilong surpassed a grenade and threw it directly into the supermarket.

His current situation is not suitable for procrastination, the fastest solution is nothing faster than grenades, directly blowing up those zombies.

As for the fried food, he only needed a little anyway.

Getting out of the car, he walked into the supermarket with his arms covered. Zilong took some water and instant food and put them in the car.

There is no simple first aid kit in this supermarket, but there is gauze. Zilong took a roll and tied his arms. The fat woman shot him earlier and wounded him, and the bullet grazed his skin.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so angry.

Put it in gear and hit the road again.

Because the previous angry shooting made a few holes in the windshield, Zilong didn't dare to drive too fast, lest he hit the zombie and directly jam the opponent into the car, that would be a joke.

Fortunately, the traffic jam on this section of the road was not serious. Zilong arrived at the clinic smoothly after running over a few zombies.

Zilong carefully pushed the door of the clinic, but found that it was locked.

Glancing at the sign that said it was open, Zilong knocked on the door out of politeness or a friendly signal.

Nothing happened inside.

Zilong looked around and knocked rhythmically twice again.

This time there was finally a noise from inside.

"Who?"

"Hello, I need some medicine." Zilong said bluntly.

"You were bitten?!" The voice inside tensed up.

"No, I was hit by a car." Zilong's voice was a little helpless.

"How did you come here?" The person inside continued to ask.

"Sir, please let me in, I just need some medicine, I promise I won't hurt you." Zilong said to the camera above his head.

There was a moment of hesitation inside.

The door cracked a gap, and then opened.

Standing inside was an old man in a white coat, looking at him cautiously.

"Thank you, sir. I'll take some medicine and leave. Of course, I will pay for it." Zilong thanked.

Even though this is the case, Zilong is still willing to reason with people who are willing to communicate.

But if it's that fat woman, the solution is obvious.

"It's okay, just take what you need, it's really weird outside, I don't know what kind of disease it is, people suddenly go crazy, like rabies, but even more crazy, they attack other people, even bite... ..."

The old man was obviously also frightened, and after seeing that Zilong was harmless, he started rambling, releasing the fear in his heart by speaking.

"Maybe it's not an ordinary disease, it's too sudden, like a virus, a biochemical weapon, many people have been infected, and it's highly contagious." Zilong walked into the room, while responding to the old man's words.

The other party is convenient for him, and Zilong is naturally willing to tell the other party some information he knows in a tactful way, which is easier to accept.

"I plan to leave this city. If you want, I can take you with me." Zilong continued.

The other party helped him, and he didn't suggest giving him a hand.

The old man hesitated and shook his head.

"No, I can see that you are a kind-hearted child, but it's too dangerous. I'd better stay and wait for rescue. I'll help you deal with the wound."

The old man rejected Zilong's kindness, but offered to help him deal with the wound.

"Maybe it's time for you to leave. The whole city is in chaos. Even if there is rescue, who knows when it will be?" Zilong didn't intend to give up this old man who helped him easily.

The latter did not reply after that, and began to deal with Zilong's injuries.

"It's very lucky that no bones were injured. I don't think you will stay for the infusion. You can take these medicines." The old man picked out a few medicines and put them into the medical bag that Zilong had organized.

"Thank you, I really hope you can leave with me, this place is too dangerous." Zilong persuaded again.

The old man shook his head.

Zilong had no choice but to take off the shotgun and put it on the table with some pills.

"I think you need this now." Since the other party didn't want to leave, he could only help the other party here, which was the best of humanity.

"Thank you, kid." The old man thanked him, he really needs this self-defense right now.

Zilong nodded, picked up the medical kit and returned to the car, before the old man closed the door, he took out some water and food for the old man.

"Thank you so much."

Zilong shook his head, he could only help here.

Immediately, get in the car and leave.

(End of this chapter)