The black zombie, covered with black mane, stared at Li Ang with only one eye left, jumped out of the hall as if it was installed in a spring, ran along the two wide country roads on the left side of the gate, quickly disappeared in the night.

Even the grenades cannot be killed...

Li Ang, who poked his head out from behind the pile of tables and chairs, exhaled a breath of turbid air, slapped off the wood chips and dust on his body, and stepped out.

At this time, the three villagers who had played cards together had already led the strong men from the village to ride motorcycles, tricycles and bicycles along the right road and hurried to the entrance of the conference hall.

Looking suddenly, the villagers holding flashlights, torches, rakes, pitchforks, hatchets and even hunting earthy muskets were connected together, and there was still a little deterrent in the night.

The poor mountains and rivers are out of troubled people, and they live in a dangerous place like Yinshan Village. They cannot do it if they are not brave enough to fight bravely.

Unfortunately, this kind of brave fight is fighting for water sources, and the two villages have a little use when fighting. When they encounter a black zombie that cannot even break the assault rifle, it is basically a delivery of vegetables.

"Harves, where is that thing?"

The strong man who was leading the way got off the motorcycle, waved the musket on his hand, and asked Li Ang.

Li Ang glanced at the villagers with worrying combat power, shook his head, and said expressionlessly: "Where is the road on the left?"

The strong man was swept by Li Ang's calm eyes and replied subconsciously: "The provincial capital."

Li Ang nodded, stepped forward, stepped straight onto the strong motorcycle, twisted the accelerator, and chased after the black zombie's footsteps.

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Feng Tiegen drove a silver-gray Wuling small truck, turned on the headlights, and drove on the winding mountain road.

The night is deep, and the dense branches hanging from the low mountain walls are like dense fishing nets, covering up the deserted moonlight.

Feng Tiegen is going to the county town to apply for her mother's funeral certificate.

His wife Zhang Cuifang was sitting in the passenger seat. She had a thin face, protruding cheekbones, brown hair, heavy makeup on her face, and was leaning against the window to brush short videos.

The inexplicable laughter and noisy soundtrack in the short video echoed in the narrow car. Feng Tiegen was upset when he heard it, took a deep breath and said to his wife: "Can you stop at peace?"

Zhang Cuifang seemed to have not heard it, changed her posture and continued to pull the screen and laugh, and the volume of her phone even became a little louder.

Anger suddenly rose, Feng Tiegen turned his head and shouted, "Shut down! Didn't you hear it?"

Zhang Cuifang was stunned for a moment, and looked at her cowardly husband who was usually timid and afraid of things with incredible eyes, "Do you dare to yell at me?"

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Tiegen gritted his teeth, "If it weren't for you, a stinky girl, would my mother die?"

"What did you say?" Zhang Cuifang frowned, and the whites of her eyes seemed to be about to stand out. "Feng Tiegen, you are becoming more and more shameless. Who said that treatment was too expensive? Who said that taking care of me was too tiring? Who brought her biological mother into the cowshed?

You went out to play cards and drank so hard that you fell asleep. Do you blame others for not giving your mother food?"

Feng Tiegen clenched the steering wheel tightly, and the blue veins on his fingers burst out, as if he wanted to squeeze the steering wheel out.

"Oh, why are you going to hit someone?" Zhang Cuifang glanced at her husband, Shi Shiran put down her phone, twisted her body and lay in the seat, and sneered: "Hey, Feng Tiegen, Feng Tiegen, I'm so surprised. Why did I get blind and marry such a useless coward..."

Sarcasm, mockery, all kinds of sarcasm and harsh words splashed out from Zhang Cuifang's mouth like machine gun bullets.

Suddenly, the sarcasm subsided, Feng Tiegen turned around subconsciously, but saw Zhang Cuifang staring at the rearview mirror, and her face, which was already covered with heavy makeup, turned pale.

Step, step, step, step, step.

The extremely rhythmic sound of running sounded behind the truck. From the rearview mirror, Feng Tiegen saw a thin black figure wearing a brown shroud running along the winding mountain road.

The figure was not running fast, but the pace was very long. Every time he jumped and landed, he could step a distance of seven or eight meters, and looked like he was floating in the low altitude.

And its gray hair was straight behind it like a straight line, and the brown shroud's hem danced violently, and it could even keep up with the speed of the truck in the night.

With just a few breaths, the figure was only a few positions away from the truck. As the distance between the two sides approached, Feng Tiegen could finally see the figure's face clearly.

His mother.

"Ho...Ho..." Feng Tiegen was so shocked that he couldn't help himself. Zhang Cuifang, who was also frightened, pushed her husband hard and shouted: "Get out quickly!!"

Feng Tiegen woke up from a dream, and did not care about his heart that was pounding and about to explode. He stepped on the accelerator and threw the zombie behind.

The winding highway is winding and rugged, with tough stone walls on one side and a hundred-foot mountain stream on the other side. When you travel normally, you have to drive carefully even during the day. If you are not careful, you will fall off the cliff with your car, and your car will be destroyed, let alone in the middle of the night.

Feng Tiegen couldn't care about so much. His sweaty palms held the steering wheel tightly, and his soles of his feet switched back and forth between the accelerator and the brake room.

Speed ​​of life and death.

The sound of running gradually became lighter and finally disappeared completely. Feng Tiegen breathed a sigh of relief and asked his wife without looking back: "Have you shook it off?"

Without any response, Feng Tiegen turned his head to look at the co-pilot, but saw the zombie with a disheveled hair and a ferocious face, jumping up to the tough stone wall with the flying clouds and lightning. He grabbed the branches that grew horizontally, and the monkeys leaped, and rushed to the front of the truck in a few breaths.

Before Feng Tiegen could react, the zombie jumped down from the treetops, and fell sharply on the window of the truck cab as if it was a thousand pounds.

The glass shattered in response to the sound, and the vehicle involuntarily turned to the side, hitting the stone protective piles at the edge of the cliff.

The steel skeleton of the truck was twisted and deformed, making a deafening noise. Feng Tiegen, who had no seat belt, flew out of the cab, rolling and losing consciousness.

...

After a long time, Feng Tiegen woke up, blood dripped on his forehead, the skin beside his face and on his palm was half worn out, and severe pain came from every part of his body.

The chaotic memories gradually formed in my mind, and Feng Tiegen struggled to get up from the ground.

The headlights of the small truck were barely on. In those two rays of light, Feng Tiegen saw his wife lying in front of the car, and his mother.

The woman named Zhang Cuifang was already dead, her silent pupils staring at the dark night. The zombies covered with black hair squatted beside her, stretching out their hands in Zhang Cuifang's body, scoring their stomachs.

Literally searching for the stomach.

Chewing, chewing, black zombie chewing the organs, dripping blood slid down the front of the shroud.

The strong smell of blood poured into Feng Tiegen's nose, making him want to vomit, but his strong sense of survival made him reach out to cover his pantothenia mouth and turn around.

He wants to run for his life.

The ankle on his left foot seemed to have been broken. With every step taken, the severe pain would make Feng Tiegen's spine spasm involuntarily. He staggered, walking, in the dark night.
Chapter completed!