Chapter 23 Night Attack

The campsite Cheng Feng chose was a highway rest area.

He and Han Yue went down to clean up the zombies, and then chose a small hotel. The hotel only had five or six rooms. The owner turned into a zombie and was locked up in the store. Cheng Feng sent him away with a knife.

The supermarket at the rest stop was looted, but no one cared about the small hotel behind it.

Several people chose two rooms.

One room for men and one room for women.

Cheng Feng took a few more quilts from other rooms and laid them on the floor.

Who said that the team's yang is prosperous and yin is declining?

The room is near the end of the corridor. There is a window at the end. If there is danger, you can jump out of the window to escape.

Cheng Feng lived in the outer room and was responsible for keeping vigil at night.

Zhou Qi took out dinner from the space, and several people sat around to eat and discuss the route. Cheng Feng asked the boys to go to bed early, and Han Yue and Zhou Qi also returned to the room.

The room was quite clean except for a bit of a musty smell.

The brats made do with it, and Zhou Qi and Han Yue changed into new quilts.

There was a soft down quilt under her body and a warm silk quilt covering her body, Han Yue sighed.

"Xiaoqi, I'm so happy to have you."

"This counts as happiness, Sister Xiaoyue, your demands are too low." "In this world... I can have a full meal, cover myself with such a soft quilt, and have someone keeping watch outside the door, so I can sleep peacefully. Aren’t you happy enough?”

It had only been half a month since the end of the world, and Han Yue felt like he was going through life and death, and life and death several times.

If she hadn't met Cheng Feng and Zhou Qi, she would have lost her will to survive. Maybe he will take the initiative to let the zombies bite...

"I think you can be a little greedy, for example... find a reliable boyfriend." The two chatted quietly, Han Yue said nothing, and Zhou Qi smiled and recommended her uncle.

"My younger uncle is very good. He is handsome and has good skills. He was a soldier and is very good at housekeeping. From now on, he will make all your quilts.

Of course, he also has shortcomings.

He's a bit of a slut. I like pink shirts and green pants..."

"Zhou Xiaoqi!" "Don't be upset. I'm telling the truth...Sister Xiaoyue, the last days are difficult, and it's even harder to meet someone trustworthy."

Han Yue sighed softly. "Yes. Fortunately, we met early. If we met now... I'm afraid we wouldn't dare to say hello to each other." The survivors we met recently were obviously more wary.

Not everyone is evil.

Maybe if you live for a long time in the apocalypse, you will definitely no longer be a simple good person.

Next room.

Cheng Feng was wiping the knife with a soft cloth. The zombies cut so many times that the knife became a little curled.

Fortunately, Zhou Qi still has spare parts in his space.

Thinking of Zhou Qi, Cheng Feng felt a little worried. Zhou Qi spoke very little today, and his face seemed to be paler, almost bloodless. "Xiao Qi, is your Xiao Qi's mother not feeling well lately?"

The three little ones have closed their eyes and are ready to sleep.

When I heard the question on Sunday, I was silent for a while and then I said a favor.

"...How long? How long has she been feeling uncomfortable?"

"She hasn't slept well since the end of the world. In the past few days... her heart may have started to hurt. Uncle, she... she will be fine." Sunday was even more anxious than Cheng Feng. He knew that Zhou Qi would not die in the end, but Zhou Qi did not tell him when he would awaken his healing power.

In her previous life, Zhou Qi had been living in the hospital.

But in this life, she left the hospital one month early.

I wonder if it will affect Zhou Qi's health? If she hadn't waited until she awakened her powers...

I don’t dare think about it on Sunday.

"Nonsense. She hid it from me and you didn't tell me... Do you have to wait until she gets sick before you speak?" After being scolded on Sunday, he remained silent. He didn't blame Cheng Feng for scolding him.

"We need to find a doctor. Damn it, there are not many people left alive, so where can we find a doctor? He needs to be able to treat heart disease." Cheng Feng took a deep breath and tried to relieve the anxiety in his heart.

The smelly girl has such a strict mouth. He didn't show any pain at all.

If he hadn't noticed it today, would she have planned to hide it until the last moment?

"Xiaoqi's mother will be fine, it will definitely be fine." She repeated it again on Sunday, not sure whether to pray or to comfort herself.

Cheng Feng was silent. He doesn't believe in the so-called certainty, he cares more about the eventuality. What if something happens...

The three boys were all asleep, and Cheng Feng leaned against the door holding the quilt.

While closing his eyes to rest, he was thinking about how to save Zhou Qi's life.

In the end of the world, superpowers... Is there a superpower that can save lives? Like...a fountain of life? The healing eye kind?

While he was thinking wildly, Cheng Feng's ears suddenly twitched.

There is movement.

He made a move almost instantly, pounced forward, and then rolled on the spot.

The next moment there was a bang.

The wooden door he was leaning on was kicked open. A stick whizzed in. Fortunately, Cheng Feng flashed in time.

A moment's delay and the stick would hit him on the head.

The other party seemed a little surprised when he found that Cheng Feng had escaped. The next moment, his body flashed and he rushed in.

The moment the door was kicked open, the three children on the bed opened their eyes at the same time.

The three reacted quickly.

He rolled around and hid on both sides of the bed.

Through the dim light in the corridor, you can see Cheng Feng fighting with others. Outside the door, a few shadows were mottled and swaying, as if they were planning to step forward to help at any time.

"Xiao Cheng." Sunday called softly.

Wu Cheng understood and raised his hands upward.

The next moment, a thin layer of soil slowly rose from the corridor floor.

Jing Chang also waved his fingers and sent out a thin stream.

Maybe Cheng Feng was more difficult than the visitor imagined. The next moment, the figure beside the door swayed, and someone wanted to come in and besiege Cheng Feng together.

Wu Cheng fiercely clasped his hands together. A puff of fine sand hit the man head and face. The attack was so fast and accurate that it was so unexpected. The man's eyes were fascinated by the sand, and he waved the long knife in his hand randomly for a while. The people who were entangled with Cheng Feng were distracted by this incident.

Cheng Feng's dagger slashed across his back.

There was a line of blood, and the next moment Sunday raised his hand, a thunder struck out of the air, directly hitting the injured area on the man's back.

With a scream, the man fell.

The man who was blinded by the sand realized that the people in the room were not to be trifled with, and immediately decided to retreat. He did not even save his injured companion in the room, but turned around and ran away.

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