Two people can live together from the outbreak of the apocalypse to the present, and he can roughly imagine the bitterness and encounters involved.
He didn't die at the hands of zombies, but died at the hands of his own kind.
After confirming that there was nothing unusual, Lin An planned to leave directly.
But as he glanced past the back door, he keenly noticed the traces of the corpse being dragged.
Um?
Did any of the attackers die?
750 meters away, in a four-story street-facing building.
"Boss."
"I just saw someone entering that pub!"
"It looks like there's only one person!"
"Besides, he looks like a fat sheep!"
The man with braided hair and carrying a spear looked greedily at the red motorcycle at the door of the tavern.
Seeing the fluctuations of spiritual energy that flashed from time to time, his heart was beating wildly.
That’s actually a vehicle type of equipment!?
The man known as the boss raised his eyebrows, hurriedly wiped his greasy mouth, took out his telescope and looked out the window.
After seeing the vehicle that his younger brother mentioned, he couldn't help but breathe quickly.
"Are you sure about someone?"
"How long has he been in there?"
Ask immediately.
"A few minutes!"
"As soon as I heard the noise, I found out!"
The awakened person with pigtails showed a complacent expression on his withered face, and then pointed to his ears.
Hearing enhancement is extremely useful in this city.
In the room sitting on the floor, several people hurriedly looked up.
Standing by the window, the man called boss subconsciously rubbed his teeth, with some excitement and hesitation in his eyes.
Fat sheep come to your door
But I'm afraid that people with such tools are very powerful.
Just thinking about what happened that night, a stern look flashed in his eyes.
I was still having a headache on how to run away.
But now a car is actually coming to my door. If I don't grab one, I'm really waiting to die here.
Unable to wait, he subconsciously glanced back at the Broadcasting Building, then picked up his only white giant axe, called his younger brother and planned to ambush him.
"Be careful!"
"Let's take a closer look first!"
"Don't hurt my precious motorcycle!"
The younger brother behind him was screaming, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited after realizing that he could do another job.
It's just a pity that it's just a man.
Many people looked at the motorcycle parked casually at the door with disdain and thought it was a pie in the sky.
This guy probably realized that there were no zombies here, and like the young couple, he came here to search for supplies.
pity.
There are no zombies here, but there are monsters.

Chapter completed!