The daily life of the first brother in the zombie world

The next morning, eight o'clock.

The sky was clear and the sun was shining, illuminating the minced meat pancakes in my hand.

It seemed to be shining.

I held it and looked left and right, but I was still reluctant to sip it, letting the cold wind blowing from the car window sweep by, bringing the smell of meat to the tip of my nose.

"You'll get cold if you don't eat any more." Bu Fan said coldly while sitting in the passenger seat, like a father educating a baby.

Gee!

This ugly brat!

You know the shit!

I gave him a disdainful glance, leaned against the window, dipped the pancake fruit in the sun and ate it.

"Someone!" Bu Fan suddenly changed the subject and reminded loudly.

crunch--

Zhao Siyang stepped forward with a sharp brake!

I was caught off guard!

I flew forward according to the inertia, then hit the seat and landed, and thoroughly experienced the ups and downs of life.

When I looked back, the pancake fruit had been thrown out the window.

Ahhhhh!

I quickly reached out to pick it up!If you don't do anything clean, you won't get sick if you eat it!There is help!

slap.

A pair of black large hook running shoes walked by.

I watched as the meat spilled from the crust onto the floor.

"Ah!! There's shit!" The man yelled and jumped back.

You have shit in your head!

My rushing heart stopped in an instant, and I sat back in my seat silently.

The car stopped on a small road, and further ahead was the intersection of the highway in Gongjing City.

"Brother." The man walked to the car and knocked on the window.

Zhao Siyang opened the window and looked out, and asked, "Where did you come from?"

The man pointed to the manhole cover behind the rear of the car: "You just drove over my head, luckily I shrank my head back quickly."

"...Speak the truth."

"This road is impassable. The guards in Guanglin City are too strict. You have to go down the sewer."

As he said that, Zhao Siyang took the schematic diagram of the sewer handed over by the other party: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"No hard work! I'm the White Flower Club, Xiao Huang from the Flying Insect Gang! I'm always at your beck and call from the boss!"

After the person left, I took out my mobile phone and typed and asked Zhao Siyang, "What kind of demon organization are you?"

Zhao Siyang reversed the car: "White Flower Club."

"What the hell?"

"Isn't there a 'Red Flower Club' in any previous movie? I couldn't come up with a name, so I called it. Then I thought, tsk, this is so boring, maybe someone will call me plagiarism, It will be changed to the White Flower Club."

"..."

Fuck me!You fucking changed a word!

Isn't this called plagiarism?

Is this something new?

"The green insect gang and the flying insect gang are too ugly?" Bu Fan didn't hold back his words.

Zhao Siyang turned the car around: "No way, it used to be called the Qinglong Gang and the Feiying Gang, but I asked them to change their names after I took office. Everyone is a good young man. Why do you choose names like gangsters, lest they learn bad things. "

There was an eerie silence in the car.

Occasionally, in the trunk, Dandan whimpered and Dai Tingshuang hissed.

After half an hour.

The car slipped into a back alley of a hotel.

I pulled Zhanqing out of the car, and took out Eggy and Dai Tingshuang from the trunk.

There is no way, there are too many mending marks on their bodies, which are easy to be exposed, so they can only be hidden.

"Go down from here." Zhao Siyang lifted the manhole cover and climbed down first with a flashlight in his mouth.

I grabbed Bu Fan who wanted to follow, and asked him one last time: "Are you really going with me? Wouldn't it be good to stay here with Meimei? People from the White Flower Society will protect you."

Bu Fan shook his head: "I'm going to the 'National Wall'. In the future, if you are in great trouble, I can help you."

I froze for a moment.

Who wants you, a brat, to help!

Do you think that you can enter that crappy place as soon as you enter it!

I have my mother's "attract danger" physique, if you follow me, you may burp halfway!

"Come down!" Zhao Siyang urged.

Bu Fan walked around me: "Don't worry, I'm very good. You saved me twice, I remember."

The bitter autumn wind blows.

I leaned on the wall on one side and thought about life.

Wow, I'm afraid I'm getting old, but I'm so handsome by the kid.

In the sewer.

Very smelly.

My guess.

Because I can't really smell it, except for the smell of meat on monks and children, everything else can be ignored.

When Bu Fan No. 13 stopped to retch, I deeply understood the definition of "smelly".

But I still took the time to say to Zhao Siyang: "I want to eat spicy hot pot today."

"Ouch..." Bu Fan finally vomited out.

I told him not to thank me too much.

"No...I want to eat clear soup pot...vomit..." Bu Fan protested.

For this reason, I struggled for a long time, and finally Zhao Siyang also said that the diet of their monks should be light, so I had to compromise: "Okay, okay, mandarin ducks are mandarin ducks."

"Who said that mandarin ducks are hot... vomit..."

Bu Fan's vomiting sound echoed in the winding passage.

After going around for more than an hour.

I climbed onto the manhole cover with Bu Fan, who was somewhat exhausted, on my back.

What catches the eye is a dark blue, dark blue full of stains, the huge trash can blocks the view, and it is also covered.

There are patrol police cars going back and forth outside, more than buses.

"Well?" Where is this?

Zhao Siyang took out a simple map with destinations marked on it: Guanglin City, Oriental Plaza, the back door of the Secret Language Supermarket, two steps ahead of a white garbage bag.

I glanced back subconsciously!

Sure enough, there was a white garbage bag with a small yellow flying insect painted on it.

Fuck, is it so detailed bro!

Xiao Huang from the Flying Insect Gang is not bad, he can be promoted.

"Don't move, this is the blind spot of the camera. Wait for me to come out." Zhao Siyang stopped me, then got up alone and walked to the back door.

He put one hand in his pocket, held the doorknob with the other, and opened the door casually.

However, the door is locked.

I saw him press back and forth twice, but it didn't work.

Fuck!

Come here if you can't open it!The camera is still on!

Tsk!I turned the hat out and put it on, and was about to go over to pull someone, but Bu Fan stopped me first.

"Wait." Bu Fan said.

What are you waiting for!To be exposed!

I ground my teeth, and when I looked back again, I saw two blue veins on Zhao Siyang's right hand popping out.

Bang!

The door lock was ripped off by him.

Fuck me!

Is this the "unlocking with bare hands" skill that has been lost for many years? !

How strong is this neuropathy!Fuck me!So scary!

He is the top of the food chain!Neuropathy and perversion!

Zhao Siyang turned his body sideways, opened the door and locked it back.

I heard him humming the familiar nursery rhyme, and walked in briskly, "The little conch blows a few times, and the seagulls fly a few times after listening to it~"

"Ahhh—there are thieves!!"

"A pervert!!"

There was a scream from inside the door.

fuck me?

I'm afraid it's not the staff locker room, is it?

God!Retarded! !Can't he scout out the enemy's situation before his mother goes in!

Blood flowed out of my heart, and Bu Fan still pulled me and asked, "Brother, is he alright?"

I shook my head, didn't I just go to the police station to drink tea, it's all right, only if there is no mandarin duck pot to eat.

But Bu Fan went on to say: "Is it really all right? Brother, he is so handsome, won't he be robbed by the people inside?"

What the hell are you pretending to be, you little brat!

What can he do for a person who can unlock the nine-level skill with his bare hands! ?

But the truth is, the screaming inside stopped after two clicks.

Faintly, it seems to mean something.

Bu Fan and I looked at each other meaningfully.

After a while.

Zhao Siyang walked out.

I stared at the six dots on his head for a long time.

"Go!" Zhao Siyang waved his hand, indicating that we can go in.

"Have you... broken the precept?" I thought about it, and then typed a word of concern for him.

With an expression of "how do you know?" Zhao Siyang said in a low voice, "I didn't kill anyone, I spared them a sigh of relief."

fuck me?

I asked you if you broke the sex ring, but you fucking only wanted to break the killing ring!

"They can't take them away," Zhao Siyang pointed at Eggy and Dai Tingshuang, "Go find the car first, then pick up people."

I nodded, it was really too much to take the two of them with me.

I put Dai Tingshuang and Eggy back under the manhole cover, and said earnestly: "Hey, heck, heck."

Don't move, don't make a sound, wait for me to come back.

"Oh?" Eggy tilted her head, not sure if she understood.

I looked at Zhanqing and hesitated. Although Zhao Siyang didn't ask for anything, I still kept Zhanqing, which was at least safer than following me.

After being divided into groups, I put on the manhole cover and followed Zhao Siyang into the supermarket.

In the locker room.

Lying three disheveled female corpses and male corpses.

By the way, they... are not dead yet.

The author has something to say: Thank you Luoqiu Hisoka for the grenade, I am more heart-warming, thank you for your comments, the comments are so cute!Laughing