Although he said in his heart that he was going all out, in fact, Yang Shengming didn't dare to go up and say a word to Tan Zhihuai until Tan Zhihuai returned to the car after eating.
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that Bai Qiyuan takes people too seriously.
In the end, seeing that the convoy was about to continue to set off, Yang Shengming had no choice but to return to his team in desperation under the mocking eyes of the six sons.
A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses, he doesn't believe that the white lunatic can keep watching people.
Tan Zhihuai didn't pay attention to Yang Shengming's movements. He was a little weak at first, so Bai Qiyuan carried him back to the car to rest after eating.
After taking a nap, Tan Zhihuai regained his energy, and then started to do things in a leisurely manner.
More than a hundred kilometers away, on Linya Road, a van was galloped by dozens of zombies with their tails attached.
The people in the carriage skillfully wielded knives and sticks to beat down the climbing zombies.
A flat-headed man shook his sore arm, bared his big yellow teeth, and cursed: "Fuck! There are no crowds on this road on the map, why are there so many zombies? Xiao Shen, did you lead the wrong way?"
" I have seen from the satellite map that this road is the safest." Shen Nanxin hit the zombie's head with a fireball, kicked it off, and his face was a little ugly, "It may be a tourist who came here in the end of the world. You see, they are still carrying bags."
"Damn, then we are really unlucky."
At this moment, the car stopped suddenly, and the group of people who were fighting behind rolled into a ball, and the zombies also took the opportunity to go Jumping on the car, a young man closest to the door was bitten by the neck by a zombie.
Seeing that Shen Nanxin was about to be bitten, he stretched out a hand beside him and pulled him, kicked the zombie's abdomen with a long leg and kicked it out.
"Thank you Brother Rui." Shen Nanxin raised his head and looked at the man affectionately.
Since Shen Nanxin threw Shen Nanxu out of the car that day, Xing Rui's attitude towards him became much colder. Although the two were still fiances, they basically did not speak.
Shen Nanxin is very happy to save him now. After all, he really likes Xing Rui, and he has liked it since he was reading.
"Damn! Die! Why stop the car?" The steel rod in the flat-headed boy's hand was pressed against the mouth of a zombie, with a ferocious expression on his face, and he kept cursing, "What the hell kind of zombie is this? What a fucking zombie!" Fuck, I can't even beat you to death!"
"The road ahead is blocked by rocks!" The driver was still terrified, and his voice was still trembling.
"Bah! This luck is really unlucky."
An hour later, the last zombie fell down, and everyone was out of breath from exhaustion.
Although the people present had a lot of experience in fighting zombies, they still lost two people, and the original twelve-member team was reduced to ten.
Others were also somewhat injured.
"Today was just an accident. I encountered a group of climber zombies. I checked the map. The front is relatively desolate. There should be no problems." Shen Nanxin concluded.
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