[MTL, BL] Goldfinger Old Attack Has Signed For [End Times Rebirth]

12

☆, Chapter 12 At eight o'clock in the

　　morning on the 26th, it was sunny, the sky was bright outside, the sun was shining down, and even the ground was dazzling.

　　Huailin was sneaky, stuck out a mirror from the door, turned left and right to observe for a moment, and found that there were no zombies roaming on the street, he waved his hand: "It's temporarily safe outside, you should be fine when you get in the car within a minute."

　　Dan . Zhe carried the drowsy Lu Xingzhao, followed behind him and said, "Hurry up." While the

　　two were talking, the background sound was knocking from various rooms in the hotel.

　　Bang bang bang, bright light.

　　The resident zombies who were locked in the room smelled the smell coming from the crack of the door, but they did not simply open the door, and began to slam the door against the wall impatiently.

　　Huailin, like a quick little hamster, jumped to the side of the car with a swish, took out the key and opened the door.

　　Dan Zhe took out a rough slingshot he had just made from the back, put a small section of Huailin's special small firecrackers on it, aimed it at the distant horizon, and let it go -

　　smashing.

　　With the lively sound and the smell that spread, the zombies across the street howled and went in that direction.

　　The two quickly pulled Lu Xingzhao out, because they were not as tall as Lu Xingzhao, which caused his two long legs to be dragged on the ground and dragged out like a death row prisoner.

　　Then one person pressed his head and the other pressed his legs, and sent Lu Xingzhao in, but with a sound of "light", his head hit the car door.

　　Huailin twitched in distress, touched Lu Xingzhao's forehead, and finally shoved him into it in a confused way.

　　The two of them looked like burglars being chased by the police. They got into the car with a swoosh, started the car after a while, and drove out like the wind.

　　He was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief in the car, Huailin crawled around in the car, laid down Lu Xingzhao in a neat manner, and made a farewell gesture.

　　Dan Zhe drove the car, looked in the rearview mirror, and saw a long line of attracted zombies behind him. He murmured, "Hey, monster! Eat your grandpa's ass..."

　　He turned on the car radio, There was a rustling sound, and even the official alarm on the first day was gone, and every station was full of electric noise; when I turned on the phone again, there was no signal at all, and the electricity was about to run out.

　　"This earth is coming to an end," Danzhe muttered to himself.

　　He looked at the back seat again, and saw that Huailin was so busy that his hands were about to leave afterimages. While rushing to feed Lu Xingzhao with antipyretics, he opened his backpack to check the supplies.

　　Since the outbreak of zombies, it has only been a day and a few hours. The collapse of order is much faster than the consumption of materials, but even the latter is not optimistic.

　　Huailin counted in his heart: There are still fourteen bullets prepared, five small firecrackers have just been made, there is only one timer without materials, twenty packs of high-calorie chocolate, two and a half packs of compressed biscuits, and fifteen liters of pure water. It's too tight, and there is only one barrel of spare gasoline. It's not enough... I 've run