Chapter 436

A bus similar to the shape of the Bai family suddenly stopped in front of Zhang Yiming, and the door slowly opened.

"Brother Zhang, shall we go now?"

Fan Tangtang's timid voice came from the bus.

Zhang Yiming answered and took a look at the bus similar to the appearance of the Bai family. A touch of softness flashed in his eyes and raised his feet to get on the bus.

Xiao Song's Zombie followed Zhang Yiming and got on the bus with stiff steps.

Entering the bus of Bai family, he can see all kinds of photos, very warm, and green photos of small ramie.

After Zhang Yiming got on the similar bus, he saw some rotten and ferocious faces.

They sit quietly in the back, in neat rows.

Zhang Yiming can smell other than the smell of human flesh and blood.

Smelling the rotten smell of the zombie in the air, Zhang Yiming frowned slightly.

The zombie in a suit had well combed hair, sat solemnly, and put his fingers on his legs.

No matter how serious, it's still a zombie.

No white family bus is warm.

The putrid eyes of the zombie in the suit stared at Zhang Yiming for a while, frowning and cocking his head as if thinking about something.

A minute later, the rotten finger pressed on the window and slowly opened a gap.

The fresh air outside blew on the well-defined hair of the zombie in a suit, and the sparse hair fluttered in the wind.

Zhang Yiming looked at the corpse of the man in suit and the rotten face sitting in the back. His eyebrows were still tightly wrinkled.

These are Zhang Yiming's capable men. To go to the magic city, Zhang Yiming took them all.

After entering the bus, Zhang Yiming said nothing, sat quietly in a seat and slowly closed his eyes.

Zombies can also be imagined as long as they are conscious.

Zhang Yiming fantasized that the driver was not fan Liping, but Bai Yifan.

Sitting behind him is not a zombie, but the white family.

Sitting next to him was white Jue.

What he left behind was not old peach, but cold night white.

A smile hung on the cold face, and the whole person softened down.

Fan Liping saw that Zhang Yiming was seated, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and drove the bus to the direction of the enchanted city.

Soon after that, the Bai family had breakfast and set out for the magic capital.

I wish the captain's heavy truck was one night ahead of Bai family and Zhang Yiming.

At this time, I wish the captain has gone a long way.

At this time, he had stopped and didn't move on.

No, he changed his mind and didn't want to go to Mordor.

He's hungry.

The blood thirsty impulse in his brain kept shouting that it was time to eat.

I wish the captain's psychology is distorted again, and he still has some resistance to eating human flesh and blood.

Even if he drools at the thought of human flesh and blood, he is still resisting it. It's disgusting.

He once caught a criminal suspect who was evil and unkind. The criminal was a psychologically twisted psyche. He love to trick children into their home with candy and eat their internal organs.

This case made captain Zhu sick and didn't eat for two days. At that time, he just thought that man was a devil. It was really disgusting.

Now, he wanted to ask the criminal what it was like to eat human flesh and blood

He's probably crazy.

I wish the captain was sitting in the driver's seat, his fists clenched together, but his eyes couldn't help looking out.

He is searching for human traces.

The heart is resisting, but the eyes are unconsciously looking for prey.

Captain Zhu took a deep breath, but it didn't alleviate the bloodthirsty impulse in his brain.

He has become a zombie. The organs in his body are just a decoration, and oxygen can't be used by the body.

Being able to breathe is not to smell the fresh air, but to smell the smell of flesh and blood, which is convenient for hunting and killing humans.

Captain Zhu angrily slapped the steering wheel twice, and the steering wheel was directly deformed.

The car won't drive.

I wish the captain more upset. Open the door and get off directly.

This is a sparsely populated town.

It seems that the zombies in this town have been cleared. There are not many zombies. Along the way, they only met one or two zombies with dull expressions.

There are many semi deserted towns, which are basically cleaned up by the powers of the base, and the materials in them have been brought back to the safe base by the powers.

Such a town is not particularly safe, nor is it a place where zombies appear in droves.

Some ordinary people who can't afford the "toll" every time they go in and out of the security base. Would choose to stay in such a place.

Task teams from nearby security bases sometimes rest in such towns.

Captain Zhu's cold eyes looked around the street as if looking for something.

Those cold eyes were as cold as the eyes of cold-blooded animals when hunting.

The street was extremely depressed. Occasionally, several zombies met captain Zhu and avoided him.

The aura of the Zombie King made them afraid to disturb captain Zhu.

On the street of the apocalypse, I looked around and didn't see any prey.

I wish the captain a sigh of relief, but his face is a little agitated.

I was upset that I couldn't find food, and my hunger became stronger and stronger.

The reason for his relief is that he doesn't have to devour flesh and blood and become a real monster.

This is not his conscience. He can kill people and eat people. He has some separation.

Psychologically, it's still very exclusive.

Subconsciously, he still regarded himself as a human being.

Zhu captain clenched his fingers tightly and finally walked to a car that looked serviceable.

The car was exposed to the wind and sun in the street, with a dirty surface and a few drops of black blood.

The window was half open. Captain Zhu put his hand in and opened the door.

There's no oil.

As expected.

The gasoline in the last world is precious. The gasoline in the ownerless vehicles on the street has long been pumped away by some people.

"Bang!"

Captain Zhu got out of the car and slammed the door.

The anger in his eyes became stronger.

The tyranny of zombies filled my mind.

In the past, he never became violent because of this little thing. Now he can't control his emotions.

I wish the captain continued to walk aimlessly, and his eyes fell on one car after another.

They are abandoned cars for a long time. You don't have to open the door to know that the gasoline in the car has been pumped away.

Suddenly, Captain Zhu's eyes fell on a white car.

The surface of the car is white and flawless, there is no black blood of zombies, and there is no trace of wind and sun outside.

After handling the case for so many years, Captain Zhu suddenly judged that someone had just driven the car by virtue of experience.

The throat moved unconsciously.

The bloodthirsty impulse is stronger than the previous second.

Captain Zhu took a deep breath and squinted carefully around again.

He smelled a sweet smell.

The smell stimulated his taste buds and made his mouth unable to restrain the secretion of outlet water.

This is the only smell he can smell.

I wish the captain had almost no memory in this minute. When he reacted, he had got into the white car.

I don't even remember how I got in.

He clenched his fingers tightly and convinced himself to leave, but he still didn't get off the bus.

He was waiting for the owner of the car to come back.