Something seems wrong with the plot [End Times]

It's eerily quiet all around.

After a long time, Zhang Abin stood up suddenly, and strode out with a weapon in his hand.

Chen Sanjian looked up at him, "Where are you going?"

Zhang Abin clenched his fists and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to find them."

Ma De was getting down from the car with a map and passed him shoulder to shoulder, looking at him sideways: "Don't make trouble, you should—"

"That's my brother!" Zhang Abin suddenly roared, interrupting Ma De's words, "He is my brother! He is my only relative now! Ma De, Mao Fang, he now—" Zhang Abin stopped Without further ado, he turned to look at Ma De, his tone still very excited, "He's your cousin, don't you worry now!"

"I know." Ma De straightened his back and said slowly, "But what can you do if you know, there is only one result for you to go now."

"You're not young anymore, can't you be more rational? Do you know that you look like a child now, and your brother definitely doesn't want you to die for him now."

Zhang Abin gritted his teeth tightly and asked back: "Sensible? Yes, I am not as rational as you! Brother, now that he is dead or alive, he ran away and hid himself! Don't care about anything, a rational person will sit here and his face will not change!" The more Zhang Abin spoke, the more furious he became, and he stared at Ma De with wide eyes, "You can do it, but I can't!"

"Ma De, not everyone is like you, rational and calm to the point of being emotionless! I really want to know when you will become irrational, maybe you will never..."

Chen Sanjian walked over quickly and grabbed his collar, and directly punched him hard.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

He snatched the weapon from Zhang Abin's hand and threw it on the ground. He grabbed Zhang Abin's collar and pushed it forward until Zhang Abin's back slammed into the car door with force.

"You are the one who is sad! You are the only one who is sad! Do you want to go back alone! Don't Daxun Maofang and the others have a deep relationship with us! Ade said that you are right! You are a brat ! If you think you can..."

Wei Lingzhi sat on his lap with Jiale in his arms, watching them arguing from a distance.

Although Su Ruo'er hadn't been with them for long, and her relationship was not as deep as that between them, the current surrounding atmosphere also made her feel a little depressed.

But it is more of a kind of worry and uneasiness. She can do nothing but help them move things and cook food, and she is not the only one who knows these things.

Now the two of them have disappeared in less than a day. If one day... She is worried, if one day there is not enough food, or another accident happens, will she be abandoned again?

...Yeah, it's not impossible.

Su Ruo'er bit her lower lip slightly, and turned her head to look at the only girl besides her.

Wei Lingzhi was "indulging in pain and thinking about the future", when he suddenly felt a person sitting beside him, and turned his head to look at his side.

Su Ruo'er moved the small bench and sat down, looked at Wei Lingzhi who was also looking at her, lowered his head slightly and hesitated for a while, then whispered: "Sister, you are really good at beating zombies!"

Wei Lingzhi was stunned for a while. Although he didn't understand why she suddenly praised him, he nodded and said, "Really? Just a little bit."

Su Ruoer raised the corner of her mouth and was about to show a smile, and continued, when suddenly there was another fierce fight from Chen Sanjian and the others, the expression on Su Ruoer's face changed for a moment, and she turned her head cautiously to look at Chen Sanjian and the others side.

Wei Lingzhi saw that she seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly said: "Well, Xiao Ruo, don't worry, he, they used to do this all the time! Just give her a good beating."

...Probably, it should be.

Although Su Ruo'er was not worried about this, she still nodded slightly when she looked at Wei Lingzhi, "Hmm..."

After a while, Su Ruo'er continued with the previous topic, "Sister, if possible, can you teach me how to deal with zombies?"

Wei Lingzhi looked into her hopeful eyes, thought for a while, and said directly: "Your physical strength is too weak, and your strength is also weaker than ordinary people. Killing zombies is not suitable for you, so I can't teach you anything."

Su Ruoer's eyes dimmed little by little, "...well, that's it."

Wei Lingzhi continued: "However, I can still teach you some simple self-protection methods, and exercise your physical strength by the way."

"Really!" Su Ruo'er's eyes lit up, holding back her excitement, she smiled and whispered, "Thank you sister!"

Wei Lingzhi shook his head and showed a faint smile, "It's nothing, after all, even if you can't beat it, it's good if you can run!"

Su Ruoer was stunned, "...Run?"

···

After lowering the window a little, the cold wind came in from the gap of the window and slapped him on the face, and Wang Yantao hurriedly raised the window.

In the passenger seat, after another half a month, Fang Jianren finally came out of the sad shadow of Yang Shi's death. Although he talked a lot less than before, at least he was gradually stepping into the normal range.

However, Zhang Abin in the back seat seems to have replaced him, and he hasn't spoken a word to them normally in the past half a month. As soon as he speaks, his tone - they will definitely be beaten by them!

But this is also divided into individual cases. Sometimes it is smoked by one person alone, and sometimes it is smoked by two or three people, but most of the time it seems that except for... Wang Yantao shook his head and waved away the thoughts in his mind Those are messy.

But he should!

Who told him to steal the car and want to go back to take risks alone, if it wasn't because of him, how could Brother Chen be so angry that he drove him and knocked over his car.

Fortunately, there were no supplies in that car, otherwise not only one car would have been lost at that time.

If at that time...

"The weather is bad. There should be rain tonight. Speed ​​up and pay attention to the road conditions. Let's try to find a safe resting point within half an hour."

Fang Jianren picked up the walkie-talkie and answered briefly. He turned his head to look at Wang Yantao, when suddenly Chen Sanjian's car stopped in front of him, and Wang Yantao quickly stopped the car.

Through the window of the car, Wang Yantao saw a group of people with weapons surrounding them, while Chen Sanjian's four tires of their car seemed to have been punctured by something, and they were completely flat.

"Come down! Let me down!"

"If you don't get out of the car, we'll be screwed..."

"Hurry up! You're deaf, you..."

The crowd kept shouting.

Ma De looked at Chen Sanjian, then hummed in a low voice, and quickly picked up the weapon while opening the car door.

A young man wearing a black tiger-head long-sleeved shirt came out from the group, looked at Ma De and Chen Sanjian, raised his head and said to the younger brother behind him: "Go and get all their supplies. Move out!"

Chen Sanjian raised his eyebrows and pointed at him with a big knife, "Oh, grab supplies, right? Come and get them if you have the skills!"

That man probably hadn't seen anyone talk to him like this for a long time, and his face suddenly changed.

A ball of fire appeared in his palm out of thin air.

"Be careful!" Ma De quickly pulled Chen Sanjian over, and the fireball brushed past Chen Sanjian's head.

A wisp of black smoke floated above his head, Chen Sanjian stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, and he immediately felt the scorched hair sticking hard in the palm of his hand.

Wei Lingzhi saw that Chen Sanjian's face was about to turn dark, and turned his head to try not to smile.

The man snorted coldly, looked at Chen Sanjian and said mockingly: "Weren't you quite capable just now? Why, if you have the ability, then—"

"Say it?" Wei Lingyi held Jiale tightly with one hand, and pointed a knife at the aorta of his neck with the other hand, "Do you want to say this?"

"Stand for me! Also, don't play tricks. Or try, your fire will burn me first, or my knife will pierce your neck first."

The author has something to say: the big pot of rice is preheating, and the foamed lunch box is being unpacked.

I kind of want to change the copywriting, but... ahhh!so tangled!