Don’t Be a Kept Man

There were two military kcals parked outside the mall, guarded by four soldiers armed with guns, and there were all survivors sitting on them, including women and children. The carriages were packed full, and when they came out, they all watched.

Pei Ran's scalp was numb, and she felt that she might not be able to squeeze it up, and said to Leng Feng: "I drove the car by myself, otherwise, I will follow you."

Following behind is equivalent to placing a single order. In case you encounter zombies, it is very dangerous, but considering that the carriage is really not crowded, Leng Feng can only say: "Okay, then follow up."

Pei Ran didn't even think about taking the opportunity to inquire about news from the surrounding cities. He didn't worry about everything. He pulled Qu Yan into the car and followed behind the military card. At first, Leng Feng was afraid that they would not be able to keep up. He turned around and found out. Pei Ran's car is expensive, and he may not be able to keep up with whom.

The position of the carriage was too small, and several soldiers were directly outside the car. Leng Feng and a few supernaturalists got into the car in front, because they were afraid that the crowd would gather zombies and drove away soon.

Pei Ran unhurriedly followed behind. Through the half-opened curtain in front, one could vaguely see the yellow, thin and embarrassed faces inside. Among them were beautiful girls, business elites in suits, and Mothers with children, people from different classes and different worlds, gather together.

Qu Yan followed his gaze and looked at him, with a faint dissatisfaction in his eyebrows. He lowered his eyes, his fingertips were gently sliding on Pei Ran's thigh, and a walnut-sized T4 crystal core in his palm was so dazzling that it was impossible Ignore, and ask unclearly: "Do you like places with lots of people?"

Pei Ran said: "No, I prefer to be clean, but people are social animals, it is impossible to be alone."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the nucleus with afterthought: "Why is it so big? What level?"

"T4," Qu Yan wrapped around like a snake again, resting his head on Pei Ran's shoulders, staring straight at his obviously damaged lower lip, inviting credit, "I took a lot of effort to dig it out. Yo, can I give it to you?"

The system just took a head, Pei Ran seemed to have expected it, slapped it away with a slap, and then said to Qu Yan: "Goodbye, keep it for yourself."

Qu Yan opened his mouth lightly, biting a piece of clothing on Pei Ran's shoulder, showing his fangs like a poisonous snake, rubbing back and forth, and he could see a little aggrieved: "Why don't you want my stuff..."

Pei Ran felt a little itchy, and subconsciously moved her shoulders and said: "I chase people and send things out, but I haven't received anything inside. You can dig by yourself and practice hard. It becomes more powerful to protect me."

The last sentence has a slightly grinning and serious meaning.

Qu Yan corrected him: "You protect me."

He seemed to care about it.

Pei Ran deliberately sang against him, eyebrows flying, handsome: "Can't you protect me?"

Qu Yan didn't speak, half of his face leaned on his shoulder, his cheeks looked fleshy, his eyes were dark, he thought for a moment, as if he had made some concessions: "Well, I will protect you, and you will protect me. "

Pei Ran thought he was a little cute, and instantly forgot what he had said in the mall. He couldn't help but kissed his forehead with his head tilted. Who would have thought that there was a tingling pain in the lower lip, so he reacted and touched it. Touched his mouth and said: "I have forgotten if I said yes or not."

Qu Yan's eyes were dark, and he squeezed into his arms like a cat, pushing back and forth, and said seriously: "You can kiss."

Pei Ran pushed him away, ignoring: "I'm driving, we'll rear-end later."

Qu Yan just lay on his shoulders and didn't move. He lowered his head and looked a little disappointed. Pei Ran glanced at him: "If there is a traffic policeman, I will catch you first."

It's a pity that the streets are full of zombies, and occasionally two rush to the middle of the convoy, grabbing the railing and want to climb up, it is a burst of screams, and then it ends in a burst of gunfire.

Pei Ran saw that the survivor sitting on the outermost side shrank subconsciously because of fear, but because of overcrowding, he had nowhere to go. He actually pushed down a soldier behind the car. Fortunately, the level of the zombie who climbed the car was. Not high, otherwise you will lose a life in vain.

There was still more than half a day away from the southern base. At night, Leng Feng ordered to rest on the spot. The survivors couldn't help getting out of the car to breathe, sitting on the ground near the car, gathering in a bunch of whispers.

Pei Ran didn't plan to go down, only lowered half of the car window slightly, and a little wind came in. He lit a cigarette and swallowed clouds and fog in the car. As a result, he found that Qu Yan was a little abnormal. He was curled up in the seat alone, all over. Cold sweat.

Pei Ran subconsciously reached out and probed his forehead, and smashed people to face him: "What's wrong with you? Are you having a fever? Do you want to take medicine?"

Qu Yan opened his eyes and refocused his vision for a moment. His pupils suddenly turned into deep blue. He grabbed Pei Ran's wrist as if he was afraid that he would run away. He took a breath and shook his head dumbly: "It's okay. "

Pei Ran thought to himself, probably because he had absorbed that T4 crystal nucleus just now, his ability was going to be upgraded.

Seeing that Qu Yan's whole person was in chaos, Pei Ran simply opened the door and hugged him from the co-pilot to the back seat. The person in his arms kept quietly closing his eyes, unable to see the ups and downs of his breathing, like a dead person.

Pei Ran had never encountered such a thing, and was a little uneasy. He couldn't even smoke anymore. Xinghuo slapped his hand and burned the boss with a bubble. He frowned in pain and wanted to open the window and throw the cigarette out. Raising his hand, Qu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was dull, and he grabbed him with a force that almost crushed his wrists, and said in a dark voice: "What are you doing? Want to go?"

Pei Ran paused, threw away the cigarette butt, and said with a good temper: "I won't go, you get better soon."

Qu Yan looked at him dubiously when he heard the words, slightly squinted, and looked a little nervous. Although he did not speak, his hand holding Pei Ran was finally loosened, and he said in a deep voice like a warning: "Don't go anywhere."

Pei Ran sat over and hugged him tighter: "Okay, don't go anywhere."

Qu Yan glanced at him again, and finally closed his eyes and curled up subconsciously, occupying only a small area in a state of self-protection. His mental power is chaotic, and even his memory is deviated. He may regard this as a corner in his memory. When he was young, he shrank there every time with scars, and he was close to the wall behind his back, cold, but with a sense of security.

Qu Yan was thin and thin, shrunk in a small ball, looking like a teenager.

Pei Ran looked at him, then slid down the seat, sat on the ground, and put his forehead against his forehead, and the hot temperature was passed over.

"You are the protagonist..." Pei Ran whispered in her heart, "The protagonist will not die."

But what is the main character, the main character of comedy, or the main character of tragedy?

Idle and bored, Pei Ran took Qu Yan's hand and carefully counted the scars on it, thinking that 80% of it was painful at the time. He had been scalded by a cigarette **** once before, but felt that it was more serious than being stabbed by someone, crying Dad is calling for doctors all over the world.

There are twenty-six injuries on the left arm.

There are seven injuries on the right arm.

And the back.

Pei Ran lifted up his clothes and passed the time, counting from bottom to top one by one. When the count reached thirty, the window of the car was knocked suddenly, and he looked up and looked like a soldier.

"Hello comrade, this is water and food for you."

The soldier probably felt that Pei Ran was a little strange, seeing that his eyes were a little wrong, he handed over a bottle of water and a small bag of compressed biscuits, glanced at Qu Yan who is not in good condition, hesitated and asked, "Do you need any help?"

Qu Yan closed his eyes, wet his temples with cold sweat, a pale hand hanging weakly on the ground, and his thin jawline and neck looked extremely slender. It was hard not to think too much.

Pei Ran calmly pulled down Qu Yan's clothes, then took the things and said, "Thank you, my friend had a cold last night and had a fever. It should be fine tomorrow."

The soldier nodded when he heard the words and left.

Pei Ran had no appetite and couldn't eat anything. She put the compressed biscuits aside and hugged Qu Yan in her arms. Now she honestly didn't do anything, but she didn't know what was happening outside, and there was a little quarrel.

"Why do you only give us such a bit of food? Where is it? The supplies of an entire mall, you soldiers, swallow all the good things by yourself, and fool people with such rags!"

"Comrade, shopping mall materials need to be turned over to the base, we have no right..."

"Don't tell me that the base is not the base. The people are going to starve to death. You don't care if you are in charge of the soldiers. What, it's great to have a gun. If you have the ability to shoot me!"

Pei Ran lowered the car window and looked out, and found that the trouble was a middle-aged man. He was obese. He looked like a big money and threw the compressed biscuits on the ground as if he was angry. Standing on the side, everyone was squeezing their anger and gritted their teeth.

Pei Ran looked at him a little familiar, but later remembered, wasn't this the survivor who almost pushed the soldier down when the zombie attacked today.

The middle-aged man was still arguing. One of the soldiers could not bear it anymore. His face was flushed with anger. He wanted to go up and teach him a lesson, but was stubbornly held by his comrades. Finally, he pointed to his nose and said angrily: "We are also eating compressed biscuits. Whoever hides the good things is the bastard! The supplies are going to the base for inventory, and we have no right to allocate them. In order to save you, my two comrades in arms died among the zombies. Can you touch your conscience when you speak!"

He couldn't hold back his emotions. Speaking of his sacrificed comrades, his eyes were red, and the soldiers beside him fell silent. Leng Feng was originally on guard on the military card, and he jumped down when he saw him. Said: "Everyone has it, stand guard with a gun! Whoever is arguing anymore, I shot someone!"

When he said this, he kept staring at the middle-aged man, his eyes sharp as a knife, and he couldn't say even a word that scared him.

A young woman in denim shorts is leaning on the road fence with her back, applying lip glaze to the small mirror on her hand. Among a group of gray-headed people, she is a bit too delicate, and her facial features are familiar, like a live broadcast platform before the end of the world. The internet celebrity, she was fiddled with her waist-length curly hair, and when she saw the middle-aged man scratching her neck, she confidently said to the group of soldiers, "What about cookies, give me another bag."

When the woman heard the words, she closed the mirror with a snap, and said with a faint smile: "Brother, eat shit, what biscuits are you eating?"

The words came suddenly, the man was taken aback for a moment before he realized that he was cursing himself, and he jumped up angrily, and sprinted forward and said, "You stinky lady, what are you talking about?! Dare to say it to Lao Tzu again? ?!"

"I said, people like you are only worthy of eating shit. When a zombie, they will praise you."

The woman looked weak, but she didn't expect to be a good hand in fighting. The three-inch high-heeled shoes hit the man in the chest and kicked the man a long way. She fell to the ground with a muffled sound. Suddenly the smoke was everywhere and everyone was scared. A big jump.

This is not the end.

The woman stepped on high heels da da da, grabbed his collar and slapped him on the left and right sides of the bow. She slapped twice and made two crisp sounds: "My old lady has been holding you long enough. Roar with the zombies! The soldier stood in the car well, but was pushed down by you as a shield. If the old lady has a gun, you will be the first to kill you!"

At the end he kicked him hard: "SB stuff! Waiting for you to starve to death!"

The middle-aged man was slapped into a pig's head. He could not get up after lying on the ground for a long time. The soldiers on guard couldn't help but look back frequently. The facial features burst in his heart. I dropped a beloved girl. The girl looked soft and weak. People are worse than them.

At the same time, he secretly said in his heart, really **** relief!

Pei Ran couldn't hold back a smile, but when he saw Qu Yan in his arms, he couldn't hold back a sigh, looked down, quietly stretched out his hand to pull his face to the sides, and squeezed again. .

After the "farce" just now, everyone was quiet in the middle of the night, and no one was making trouble. Pei Ran struck sleepily, squinted on the back of his chair, and when he was about to fall asleep, suddenly the back of his head struck. The chill made him tremble all over.

Subconsciously glanced at Qu Yan, still closed his eyes and did not wake up.

Pei Ran put him in place, opened the door and got out of the car. Who ever thought that the night wind would hit him, causing a faint fishy smell, and it was gradually approaching, his complexion could not help but change slightly.

The soldier on guard saw him standing still, saluted and asked: "Comrade, what's the matter?"

Pei Ran glanced in the distance, but it was pitch black and could not see anything, but the anxiety in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but say: "Maybe a group of zombies are coming."

Brother Bing thought he was joking: "What?"

Pei Ran is also not sure if it is true. Qu Yan used to detect zombies. After all, no one can predict accurately except for the mental abilities, but he is inexplicably uneasy. He paces back and forth for a while, just wanting What I said, I saw that Bingge suddenly changed his face, he lay on the ground and listened for a while, then stood up and shouted in horror: "It's not good Captain! A wave of zombies is coming!"

This sound shocked everyone, but most of them were still immersed in their dreams. Leng Feng swiftly turned on the roof when he heard the words and took a look through the binoculars. His scalp was instantly numb, and he saw the road not far away. There is a large wave of zombies moving fast toward this side, and it is initially estimated that there will be no fewer than 300.

"Everyone is on guard, there is a group of zombies moving toward this side, quickly evacuate!"

After Leng Feng finished speaking, he jumped out of the car, called the sleeping survivors one by one, and screamed: "Get in the car! The zombies are here!"

Everyone woke up when they heard the words, and said in a panic: "What? Zombies are here?"

"Where is it? Why didn't I see it, it's a lie!"

"My god! It's behind! You can hear the screams. Get in the car and hide!"

With the cold moonlight, the faces of that large wave of zombies gradually appeared in front of everyone. They roared, and the smelly saliva flowed all over the floor. After they found the living person, they speeded up and rushed forward.

Not long after the truck drove far, some high-level zombies were rushed up, and for a while, only cries and screams were heard one after another.

Pei Ran had never seen such a battle, and his scalp numb instantly. He was about to accelerate away from here, and six zombies were picked up instantly from the body, including a high-end T3. The situation on Leng Feng's side was also not optimistic. The military vehicle was blocked and it was difficult to move. Many survivors were even arrested. He could only order the soldiers to get out of the vehicle for cover. For a while, the sound of gunfire was endless.

The powers of the first military vehicle are also helping, but there are too many zombies, and their powers obviously can’t withstand the loss. The long-haired woman at the beginning said loudly: "Captain Leng! You behind, we must evacuate in advance! These spaces Those with abilities can't make mistakes!"

Leng Feng’s bullets were almost used up, his eyes were red, and he shouted at the woman: "What the **** do you mean to send these people to death! You are supernaturalists, can't it be better than Lao Tzu who has no powers? ?!"

The situation is very different now, and if they lose the help of the superpower, they have only one dead end.

"No! Don't go! Save me! I don't want to die!"

"Please don't go! Don't leave us!"

Cries came and went one after another, but the first military vehicle smashed away from the zombies in the way without looking back, and quickly drove away from the night.

"His grandmother, this group of cripples!" Several soldiers struggled to resist the attack of the zombies, and said hoarsely: "Captain! There are not enough bullets! What should we do!"

Leng Feng trembled and yelled directly: "If there are no bullets, use the knife! Get out of the car, the driver and the survivors quickly retreat, the **** big deal is death!"

This is the end of the world, everyone wants to live, but has to die.

The driver's forehead burst with blue veins and his eyes were red: "Captain! I will stay with you!"

Leng Feng ran out of bullets, so he directly started to chop with a knife: "Don't **** talk nonsense to Lao Tzu, hurry up!"

Their ammunition began to run out, and the gunfire could not be heard. A dozen soldiers formed a weak human wall and struggled to resist the tide of attack, but they were still unable to recover. The military vehicle had just rushed out more than a dozen meters and was caught again. A group of zombies blocked the way.

Pei Ran didn't dare to open the window, and the degree of evasion in the car was really limited. If he was scratched, the consequences would be disastrous. He gritted his teeth when he saw that he could not resist the outside, opened the door violently, and kicked it over.

People's physical strength is limited, but the zombies are tireless. Several soldiers can no longer resist, and their movements gradually slow down.

It is said that the best destination for soldiers is the battlefield, but if they can, they probably hope that they will never have this kind of opportunity for the rest of their lives.

War does not belong to this world, nor should it occur.

Seeing another wave of zombies attacking, they clenched their knife handles and were ready to fight to the death. At this moment, a purple power grid suddenly covered the zombies in front of them, and the violent electric current sounded, and they were still fierce. The extremely zombies were instantly electrocuted into coke.