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☆、Chapter 4


  At noon.

  The SUV parked in the garage started, and the sound of the engine echoed in the small room.

  Huailin sat in the passenger seat and looked to the left.

  Lu Xingzhao said: "After a while, the garage door will open and then rush out. Zombies will run over directly on the road. Have you fastened your seat belt?"

  Huailin nodded obediently and looked at Lu Xingzhao quietly, as if saying: I Very obedient, any more?

  The more Lu Xingzhao looked, the more he felt that this was a pampered young master, who was rare, well-behaved and smart... If there were elders, they would all love him to death.

  A few minutes later, with a beep, the garage lights automatically turn on, and the heavy iron door rolls upwards with a humming sound.

  The vehicle suddenly sprang out of the darkness and drove straight along the road, attracting the zombies wandering along the road and chasing behind the vehicle.

  The gatekeepers of the community had already finished walking, and Lu Xingzhao's car smashed through the barricades and ran straight to the main road.

  The speed of the car was extremely fast, and Huailin looked out the window as if watching flowers on a horse.

  The streets were stagnant, but after half a day, the people were gone. The exquisite street lights, advertisements, and stations on the side of the road were still on, but the figures who came from staggering and rushing were no exception. The living dead.

  Huailin watched for a while, and what appeared in his mind was a few years later, when everything on the street was covered in dust and rotten.

  Lu Xingzhao didn't know what Huailin was thinking. Seeing his sullen expression, he thought he was frightened by a group of zombies behind him, so he casually comforted: "It's okay, I can still get rid of it at this speed. The troops will be fine, and there will be guards marking a safe place."

  Huai Lin snorted, but looked at the wound on Lu Xingzhao's abdomen, wondering what happened to his injury.

  A few seconds later, Lu Xingzhao was still driving when he suddenly found that Huailin stretched out his hand towards him and ripped off his jacket.

  Lu Xingzhao: "..."

  His hand almost slipped, and Huailin said, "I'll just take a look at the wound..."

  Lu Xingzhao was stunned, and then felt a little embarrassed. He forgot that he was still injured—perhaps because the wound no longer felt anything.

  The healing speed of this injury is very amazing. It has only been about ten hours since he almost died yesterday and now has a dark red closed opening.

  Huailin touched the place thoughtfully, feeling that it was uneven, thinking that it would be scabbed soon.

  'The second day is coming soon, and Lu Xingzhao will definitely have to fall asleep for a while to wake up...' Huailin thought to himself, 'I have to get antipyretics and find a safe place to wait for him to wake up. It's just as casual as the next time, his eyes...'

  If he told it all, with Lu Xingzhao's personality, he would definitely not be willing to take risks, and he would probably feel that he was a drag on Huailin.

  What Huailin thought was to listen to Lu Xingzhao's arrangement to go out first, and then accompany him through his awakening. During the period, he probably had to work hard to convince him not to throw himself into the quarantine area...

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