Hank doesn't want to find the truth, but now, he must kill all the zombies in front of him!

The reason is also very simple. If he doesn't clean up these zombies, how can he drive the car out?

Although he did not recover his motorcycle or find his base, he found a better means of transportation.

Without the obstruction of the dense forest, Hank holding a big ax was like a god of war. Among the corpses, he swept through a large group of zombies with one axe.

In less than half an hour, none of the zombies surrounding the vehicle on the highway could stand up.

Click~

A foot covered with scales and sharp claws crushed the head of the still howling zombie.

Hank suddenly felt his head relax.

All the moving and screaming zombies around him were killed by him.

And next, it’s time to take a look at his trophies.

But before that, he should fill his stomach.

Hank walked towards the renovated bus. The seats inside had been removed and supplies were stored.

And Hank was not polite, picked up the food and ate it.

Before Hank could take a few bites, his ears moved slightly and he heard strange noises.

It seemed to be the sound made by the collision of something.

Hank walked towards another bus.

Inside the bus, there were corpses of zombies everywhere, thick blood covered the bottom of the bus, and Hank made a squeaking sound when he walked on it.

Hank's eyes moved left and right, and finally settled on an iron box in the car.

The box was locked and there were cans scattered around.

Even without opening the box, Hank knew what was inside.

one person.

A living person!

He heard the heartbeat coming from inside the box.

And it's still a pretty rapid heartbeat.

It seems that the news of Hank fighting zombies scared him.

And as Hank got closer, the heartbeats of the people inside became even faster.

Hank was a little doubtful that the man's heart would jump right out of his chest if he continued like this.

Hank did not continue to get closer to the box. He looked like a monster now and was no longer suitable for contact with ordinary people.

Hank's eyes were complicated. He walked to the iron box, stretched out his claws to destroy the lock, then turned around and left.

Hank did not intend to take this person with him. The surrounding zombies had been cleared away and it was very safe. In addition, the supplies on the vehicle were enough for him to use for a long time.

At least it's safer than following him.

After getting off the bus, Hank came to a relatively complete car.

All the windows on this car were broken, or the windows of all the surrounding cars were not spared.

Hank didn't pay attention to this.

The inside of the car is not too messy.

Except for the blood spattered by the bites of the people inside when they encountered zombies, the rest was not too dirty.

At least it's much cleaner than outside.

Hank looked at the layer of blood under his feet and thought silently.

The car key was still inserted in the keyhole. Hank tried it and it still started.

So Hank blocked the ax in the back seat, sat in the driver's seat, and prepared to drive away in the car.

"Wait... please... take me with you."

The vehicle had just started moving when a voice came from behind.

Only then did Hank know that there was actually a little girl inside the iron box.

Although Hank didn't turn around, he could tell from the hoarse voice that it was a little girl, and she shouldn't be too old.

The moment the sound sounded, Hank put on the tattered hood as fast as he could in his life.

Nowadays, Hank only wears a torn jacket on the upper body and jeans with holes on the lower body.

Apart from that, I don’t even have any shoes.

In other words, there was originally one, but it was broken by his enlarged feet.

"The supplies in the car are enough for you to live for a long time, so don't follow me."

Hank's ugly voice came from his throat.

In a peaceful time, this sound alone could scare many children into tears, and even adults would feel scared after hearing it.

The little girl who had the courage to climb out of the box and get off the bus also shivered violently.

"I...I'm afraid of being alone, please don't leave me."

The little girl spoke to Hank in an almost pleading tone.

Although the little girl is very young, she may even be in elementary school.

But at this age, she witnessed the outbreak of zombies with her own eyes.

I saw scenes of zombies eating humans, and also scenes of humans hunting zombies.

She has borne a burden that her age should not bear.

The same is true, she is also maturing rapidly.

She knew that it would be impossible for her to survive this doomsday if she was the only one left.

And Hank's appearance is like a life-saving straw that she must grasp tightly.

She didn't even think about what kind of person Hank was and what her future destiny would be if she followed him.

But she had no time to think.

Facts have proved that she made the right choice by leaving the box and not continuing to escape.

Because if she had been a step later, Hank would have already left.

"...You don't want to follow me, I swear."

The little girl's pleading voice made Hank feel a little soft.

Before the doomsday broke out, he was just an ordinary person. Even after being baptized by the doomsday, he still could not sit back and watch a child die.

If the little girl behind her was older, he would just leave without talking nonsense to her.

However, at such a young age, it was difficult for Hank to ensure that the little girl could still survive even with sufficient supplies.

However, following yourself seems to be more dangerous.

Thinking of this, Hank did not hesitate any longer, turned on the ignition again, and started the vehicle.

"Wait..., please, don't leave me."

Seeing the vehicle slowly moving, the little girl's voice became even more trembling. She ran towards the vehicle, as if she wanted to catch up with Hank.

But the bloody ground was so slippery that the little girl fell to the ground after just two steps.

The little girl who fell to the ground didn't care about her painful elbow, but looked up at the vehicle that was gradually moving away.

Her eyes, like car lights that were gradually moving away, gradually extinguished and lost all their brightness.

After losing her home and her mother, at this moment, the little girl felt that she was the only one left in the world and that everyone had abandoned her.

A tear slowly flowed from the corner of the little girl's eye.

She got up from the ground and stared blankly at her blood-covered arms.

I don’t know if the blood is from the zombies on the ground, or if it’s my own.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

She wanted to return to the bus where she was just now to see if she could find the fragments of her mother's body and see if they could be pieced together.
Chapter completed!