abyss doomsday

Looking at the modified car, Fan Qingyi took off his mask and took a breath. The cold air penetrated into his mouth and he felt a shiver.

After rubbing his hands, Fan Qingxin squatted down and carefully inspected the damaged areas on the car.

Although it has been reinforced, it is still necessary to check the situation carefully.

After carefully checking the reinforcement of the car, Lin Yixu came over and held a colorful and eye-catching advertisement.

His expression was a bit joking, he narrowed his eyes with a smile and said slowly: "Do you want to put on the mask? I saw what you least want to see~"

He raised his head and glanced at the nervous Lin Yixu: "Get out of here."

Lin Yixu found it boring, so he also squatted down and waved something like a piece of advertising paper next to Fan Qingxin: "Don't you want to see your wanted poster?" His voice was lower, but the gloating inside was still there. Unabashed.

After hearing this, Fan Qingyi's left eyelid twitched fiercely. He turned around and snatched the wanted notice from Lin Yixu's hand, and read it carefully.

It had a red-background ID photo taken of him when he was in the army, and every word printed on the bottom was tattooed, making Fan Qing's eyes hurt.

Holding the wanted poster, Fan Qingyi's hand tightened and he immediately raised his head and looked around cautiously.

Quickly putting on the mask, Fan Qingyi took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on his face, completely covering his facial features.

There were not many people around, only a few weak survivors occasionally passed by. Each survivor did not dare to stay too long where the car was parked.

Because a survivor with a car means that he or she has the ability to find, rob, or buy gasoline, each of which demonstrates the other's considerable strength.

Therefore, even if Fan Qingyi took off his mask for ten minutes just now, no one would dare to come up and cause trouble, because they did not dare to see what the person looked like.

Fan Qingyi crumpled the wanted poster into a ball, opened the passenger seat, stuffed Lin Yixu in, and then stuffed himself in as well.

He started the car quickly and resolutely let the car run at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Yixu stretched out and looked at the rapidly retreating survivor base: "Hey, just now you told me to get lost."

He glanced at Lin Yixu, who was leaning on the seat and twisted into a posture that humans couldn't do. After a long time, he said, "Well, I apologize to you." Although Lin Yixu could tell that Fan Qingxin's tone was perfunctory and gentle. There was no need to apologize, but Lin Yixu accepted the apology readily.

After all, it knew that Fan Qingyi didn't have any good ideas for him, and he was thinking about how to kill himself every day.

After driving for about half an hour, Fan Qingxin stopped when he was surrounded by dilapidated residential buildings.

There are a lot of zombies around, including a lot of second-level zombies, but it is obviously more hidden here than in places with fewer zombies.

He sat in the driver's seat and looked at the zombies gradually gathering, and then took out the wanted poster.

Lying on the car window, Lin Yixu stretched out his hand and waved to a tall, mutated and frightening zombie. The zombie's gray eyes rolled around, then he lay on the ground and crawled over, raising his head at just the right height. It was enough for Lin Yixu to touch the zombie's chin.

Fan Qingxin tightened his grip on the wanted notice, and the colorful wanted notice became wrinkled.

Lin Yixu, who was teasing the mutated zombies, narrowed his eyes, turned to look at Fan Qingxin, pulled out the wanted notice with a blood-stained hand and said: "So you are also angry at the organization you used to work for? I thought You’re just going to get mad at that bait.”

Raising his hand to take back the wanted poster, Fan Qingyi looked at the mutated zombies grinning at him outside the car window, with a look of disgust on his face.

Curling his eyes, the smile on Lin Yixu's face that was quite similar to Lin Youhe's was purely malicious: "By the way, I have seen your disgusted expression on a person with powers before, but... He is disgusted with me pretending to be the bait, but you are disgusted with my existence. In the end, do you care more about the bait or the superhuman?"

Fan Qingyi looked at Lin Yixu coldly: "I don't think there is any connection. I can only say that his disgust for you is not one ten thousandth of the disgust I have for you."

Thinking about it this way, Lin Yixu felt that there was no problem.

He just snapped his fingers at the zombie outside the car window. The zombie opened its bloody mouth, and the whole mouth almost covered the entire car window.

Lin Yixu's hand took out two crystal nuclei directly from the zombie's mouth.

Blood stains and various tissues also splashed in, covering Fan Qingxin.

The cold blood made Fan Qingyi's skin crawl. Fan Qingyi looked at Lin Yixu angrily: "Are you fucking crazy?"

The zombie fell to the ground. Lin Yixu wiped the blood on his face, put the crystal core directly into his mouth, and blinked at Fan Qingxin: "I'm replenishing energy. I vomited so many crystal cores today." You and I have to add some, too.”

Fan Qingyi directly drove Lin Yixu out.

Stepping on the zombies that fell to the ground, Lin Yixu sighed: "Why are you so stingy? It's just some zombie fragments. Can't you just bear with it?"

After hearing this, the veins on his forehead jumped: "Get out!"

Touching his chin, Lin Yixu suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that our tissue fragments smell bad to your sense of smell."

Not only is it smelly, it's a stench that fills the sky. The smell of the apocalypse was already overpowering with the smell of blood. Now the smell in the car is almost nauseating, several times worse than the smell of dry toilets in rural areas. .

If it hadn't been for the fact that he had found a usable car today that had been refueled and specially reinforced, Fan Qingyi would have wanted to buy another car right now.

After clapping his hands, several zombies crawled over and were about to climb into the passenger seat. Fan Qingxin kicked the zombies away, sat on the passenger seat, closed and locked the door.

Several zombies were lying on the ground crawling in twisted postures.

After kicking the zombie that was about to crawl to his feet, Lin Yixu squatted on the spot and sighed, watching Fan Qingxin clean up the tissue fragments in the car.

The zombies were wandering around as if they couldn't see the two of them.

Seeing that Fan Qingyu couldn't figure it out for a while, Lin Yixu stood up from the ground and collected crystal nuclei from all around.

After working on it for more than an hour, Fan Qingyi finally cleaned up the visible flesh and blood in the car. It was getting dark and the dim sunset was setting.

The car still exuded a stench of zombies. Fan Qingxin threw away the rag that had been used to clean the car. Lin Yixu had taken care of the zombies around him. They were piled up like Jenga. Lin Yixu squatted on the roadside and counted. Attached to the crystal nucleus.

As if he noticed that Fan Qing was looking at him, he stood up from the ground.