Otherwise, it's all in vain.

Li Jiaming immediately ran to the off-road vehicle and made a move to Li Zhenghao. His brother had a tacit understanding. Li Zhenghao also quickly got on the truck.

Bai Ling laughs at this scene, turns to the motorcycle that Li Zhenghao has repaired for himself, picks up the pure black helmet, skillfully wears it, puts the sword in a convenient position, and after he steps on the car, he makes a backward leading gesture to Bai Xiaoxi.

The road they came over was quite spacious, which had been arranged by bailing.

Bai Xiaoxi is a good driver. He quickly turns the car around and steps on the accelerator. No matter what the devil is, he will crash and fly when he comes.

Because there was no electricity earlier, and people in the last days were used to the dark life.

Guangyao village is like this. At night, it is even more quiet. Every family has already gone to sleep.

Under a three story small foreign-style building, the concrete is even larger than the area of the house. A tent moves, and soon a small head emerges. In the dark environment, in the cold moonlight, those eyes are shining, but also a little dull.

"Mom, when will you be back? Someone just came to take Granny Li away! " After that, he touched his growling stomach and turned his little head into the tent again. However, when he came out, he took a third of the bread in his mouth and swallowed it.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that a child would see these things in his eyes.

That pair of dull eyes with light in the dark looked at the three story building, and finally crawled out of the tent as if they had decided something.

He moved cautiously. If there was a strange noise around him, his thin body immediately shrank. As he got farther and farther away from the tent, the child's eyes were full of timidity, but he bit his lips and ran quickly.

Naturally, he often follows Li Fang here to play, so he is very familiar with this piece. However, although a child has the moon, he is still afraid.

Just next to the three story building, a four story building of the same building, a shadow flickered and a slender figure walked slowly from the king's room on the balcony.

The room was dark. Fortunately, the window had not been closed. The moonlight from the outside could be seen clearly when we got used to the darkness.

Before entering, I could smell a strong perfume. With the footsteps of this figure, the closer to the wardrobe, the more subtle the smell of rotten meat could not be hidden.

When I opened the door, I saw a child with a piece of iron, white eyes and blue skin.

The hair has gone out, and the blue tendons can be seen under the purplish skin.

As if smelling the smell of food, the little zombie trapped in the wardrobe was restless. Even with the iron in his throat, he could hear the sound of a wild animal.

A line of clear tears refracted from the slender man's eyes, and a hand touched the rotten head of the zombie, "baby, you can have dinner soon!"

The word "open a meal" is very bad.

That pair of eyes with tears reflects madness.

I don't know how long it took for the little boy to get to a luxurious villa. Outside the villa, there were two men with guns. At this time, they were chatting and smoking.