Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

"Oh, I have an idea!" I probably didn't expect that Moze would always be entangled in the issue of offense and suffering. I originally thought that a man, but Moze also looks like a straight man, so he shouldn't care too much about the relationship between men and men. , now it seems that the estimate was wrong.

After looking at Mo Ze carefully for a while, then staring at the calm Chen Simeng next to him for a while, Qian Qiuxue gave a smirk, and finally glanced at the zombie who was thrown behind the car outside the window, with a tone that seemed to be about to be relieved The relieved: "Forget it! Just treat it as an active atmosphere. If you don't talk about it now, you may not have the opportunity to talk about it in the future."

"There will be opportunities in the future, but now, if you don't say anything, we will arrive at the gas station." The straight-line distance of more than 700 meters is not long or short.If it is in normal times, that is the short distance between stepping on the accelerator and then stepping on the brakes.

Although there are private cars parked on the road because of being hit by something, as well as zombies who came forward and knocked on the glass from time to time, Moze is still crawling slowly at the same speed as a tortoise. Approaching the gas station.

"Gong means the side that penetrates. Shou means the side that is penetrated. It's a simple and clear explanation, right?"

"Oh...God..." Lan Zijian covered his face, as if someone had thrown a stick from behind, and murmured indifferently: "Why do some people like to watch two men having sex? Ah, she is still such a cute girl, what is going on in this world..."

Peng Ruyun was also taken aback by Qian Qiuxue's straightforward description. Although she had already tasted the happiness that sex can bring, Peng Ruyun, who was just a shy girl in her heart, blushed and quickly covered Qian Qiuxue's mouth. She scolded with shame: "Don't keep talking about children! It's not healthy!"

The muffled voice of protest made Chen Simeng tilt his ears, and repeated each word in his soft voice: "I'm not young anymore, I'm already 19 years old, sister, you are only in your 20s, right? Or should I call you?" Aunt?"

After finishing speaking, he looked in the rearview mirror begging for praise, and Moze, who was puzzled because he didn't understand what was going on in the back row, smiled and asked for credit: "Master, do you know what they are talking about now?"

"Calling the name..." I really don't understand, whether Chen Simeng is used to it or something, but think about it, when I call him, I seem to accidentally call him stupid.

Holding the gun relaxed, Chen Simeng said coquettishly, "What's the matter? Aren't Mo Ze and the master calling you?"

"My rotten girl heart" definitely regarded this behavior as a last-minute relaxation. Qian Qiuxue hugged Chen Simeng who had become expressionless without hesitation, rubbed her hands comfortably, and then took a deep breath. After taking a deep breath, he confirmed: "Even if you and the handsome guy driving the car don't have boyfriends now, they will definitely have boyfriends in the future. The cute guy called another guy's master! So cute, so cute!"

"Actually, he has a boyfriend." He honked the horn again, letting the car owner on the road ahead who was arguing because the car rubbed against the other's car get into the car and make way.Mo Ze murmured in a puzzled tone: "I really don't understand these people. There are zombies chasing after them, so you dare to get out of the car to argue and scratch?"

"You said he has a boyfriend? Who is it? Don't you need to pick him up in this situation?" Looking at Chen Simeng in her arms in surprise, Qian Qiuxue didn't expect that the pure-looking Zhengtai would already have a master. I heard Lan Zijian's self-defeating wry laugh in the front row: "I beg you, don't make fun of these things, okay, his boyfriend is the one driving the car, he's called the owner, don't you hear?"

"Yes, so please let me go." Breaking free from Qian Qiuxue's embrace, Chen Simeng threw three guns on the car seat, and looked through the window at the gas station where every gas station was filled with people. , and the zombies gradually gathering nearby, they released the safety of the firearms in their hands, and got ready to get off the car and refuel.

"Chen Simeng, you stay in the car. Lan Zijian and I are going to get a few barrels of gasoline." Pointing to the lockhole with no key inserted in it, Mo Ze said with a smile: "You are in the car, please protect yourself." The two ladies in the back row, sit in the front row by the way, if something goes wrong..."

"I will definitely not go first!" Interrupted Mo Ze's words nervously, Chen Simeng thought that Mo Ze was planning to say something wrong and let himself go first with comforting words.

"If you want to leave, I won't let you go! If the situation is not right, you can drive over to respond. If you can't shoot, don't shoot. Fire near the gas station is quite dangerous."

This made Lan Zijian heave a sigh of relief. If Mo Ze really said that Chen Simeng should withdraw first, it would be really worrying.

Seeing through Lan Zijian's careful thinking, Mo Ze patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, and snapped his fingers with a relaxed expression: "Don't worry, all you need to do is to carry things. I will take care of those zombies." As he spoke, he glanced at Lan Zijian's bulging trousers.

"And the gun in your hand is not a toy, it's a real one. As long as you don't blow up the gas station, you can shoot whatever you want."

There are so many people in the gas station, and the waiter responsible for refueling has disappeared without a trace. Everyone wants to add more gas, get more, get more.This kind of thinking naturally dissatisfied the people behind.

Why can you add so much more, what should I do if I run out of gas?

There were a few people who drove away after filling up their fuel tanks, but they were always a minority. The citizens who pushed each other to get more fuel seemed to have forgotten that those who stood up wobbly a hundred meters away gradually became normal again. Walking zombies.

Not participating in the scramble for the oil gun, Mo Ze dragged the disbelieving Lan Zijian straight into the convenience store in the gas station, glanced at the empty cash register, and pulled three large-sized Plastic bag, walked around in a small convenience supermarket, and instructed in a hurried tone: "Based on ten servings, two servings of food with a short shelf life, three servings of convenience food, three servings of canned food, and two servings of water, it is really not possible Drinks are also available, fill three bags and return to the car directly, act fast!"

After finishing speaking, Moze hurriedly took two boxes of unidentifiable products from the shelf, and strode out of the convenience store with the short knife blocked by his arm.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Lan Zijian threw the food on the shelves and the ground into plastic bags while sweeping, waiting nervously for Moze's response.

"I'm going to find gasoline! Otherwise, what are we doing at the gas station!" He twisted a bottle of xylitol, tore off the seal and threw two in his mouth casually. Moze walked around to the corner behind the convenience store while chewing. workshop.Generally speaking, there should be oil pipes and barrels specially used to hold oil.

However, what is strange is that the door of the workshop is neither open nor closed, but is concealed there.If it's just that, it can be regarded as the negligence of the staff before leaving.But if there is still bright red blood on the crack of the door, then what is hidden behind this door will be more intriguing.

Gently pushing open the concealed door, Moze carefully touched the switch near the door and turned on the light in the workshop.

Since he walked into the workshop just now, he smelled a strange smell. The pungent smell of blood and gasoline made Moze sniff his nose very much.Fortunately, although there was blood everywhere in the workshop, there were no creatures that needed to be fought except for the mutilated limbs under a few rows of iron frames.

Moze, who was only thinking about finding the oil barrel and oil suction pipe, didn't think to look up, because the narrow workshop gave people the illusion of being clear at a glance, and the weird and terrifying environment made Moze want to leave quickly, so he was not used to it He glanced up at the ceiling of the room.

If he looked up, he would find two grotesquely shaped zombies, each holding half a corpse that was almost drained of blood, hanging quietly on the smooth metal bars on the ceiling.

Picking up two gasoline barrels and a fuel oil hose that was used with the car, Moze hurried out of the workshop, and inserted the oil hose that looked a bit like a toilet pipe into the three plastic hoses that Lan Zijian mentioned. between bags.

"Go back to the car! I'll be there in a while." Confidently nodded to the nervous Lan Zijian, Mo Ze stood next to a fuel tank with two oil barrels in his hands, quietly playing with the sharp short knife in his hand .

The owners of the two cars next door were still arguing over who should leave first and who had put too much gas on.Compared to the quarrel between the two fathers and mothers, the two children sitting in the car were lying on the window of their own car, happily making faces at each other through the two layers of glass.

"Next!" The owner of a car filled up the gas. Seeing that there were no adults around Moze, and he was not driving. It was just a single-handed boy carrying a fuel barrel. The car that had already driven a few meters backed up again. He asked softly, "Are you alone? Where are your parents?"

Looking sideways in surprise, Moze didn't expect to meet such a good person. While checking the oil level in the oil drum, he casually pointed at the pile of cars behind him: "My family is there."

"Be careful, do you see those two guys with iron pipes in their hands? They have already robbed several families, and they are specially picking out the single ones." A woman's frightened voice came from the owner's car, probably Urging the car owner to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, this also made the car owner with a flash of happiness on his face lift up the car window, and when there was still a gap left, he specifically asked: "Tell your family, it is not the same as before. It's the same, don't worry about your children so much."

Nodding approvingly, Moze changed another oil drum that was still empty, and waved towards the car that had already driven away.

"I wish you a smooth journey... and I hope you will not be taken advantage of by someone with a heart." Pulling the trigger of the oil gun to the bottom, listening to the sound of water representing that the oil barrel is gradually full, suddenly heard a sudden cry of pain look back.

That voice belonged to Lan Zijian!