Chapter 42

Before Zhang Qiang recovered from the sentence "he has become a zombie", he felt as if he had something on his back.

The weight was nothing, but he recovered from his ignorance.

"Hurry up. The boss won't wait for us too long. If you are willing to face the next four zombies alone, you can stay here." Qin Xiaoyu patted him on the shoulder.

This made him confused for a while, and then quickly followed up and asked in surprise, "you mean, those four people will also become zombies? But why don't we deal with them?"

He was a little puzzled. Those people were well, except for the wounds

wound?!

"Yes, they have wounds! Maybe the source of the wounds is zombies. Am I right?" Zhang Qiang asked. Seeing Qin Xiaoyu's indifferent nod, he understood that it was true.

But he didn't quite understand why Fang Mo didn't deal with all the four people?

"There are so many zombies in this world. Do I have to deal with them one by one?" Fang Mo's voice came from the front.

This makes Zhang Qiang smart all over. After thinking about it, it seems that this is really such a truth.

There are so many zombies in the world. If they deal with them one by one, they have to be tired to death. Of course, he doesn't have to fight, but Fang Mo has to be in battle all the time.

If the other party doesn't watch him, will he be killed by the zombie?

When this idea appeared, he didn't do much harm to the people in his heart, and immediately disappeared.

If you hurt yourself, you'd better not mind so much business.

That's not a good thing. On the contrary, he will also pit himself. The most important thing is that he relies on Fang mo. if Fang Mo loses his combat effectiveness, can he still live?

It's impossible to think about it.

Having figured this out, he walked a lot faster, then put all the bags behind the forklift, and then began to start.

The two people standing below are keeping themselves safe.

What if you feel safe enough to explode?

Driving, of course!

What else is more important than driving? It seems not, because he has only such a role besides carrying. If he can't show his role as much as possible, he may be left at any time.

In that hand, even if he wants to do something, it is impossible.

If you are poor, you are alone.

Only by reaching can we help the world at the same time.

"Where are we going next?" Zhang Qiang looked at Qin Xiaoyu coming up and asked. He didn't hear a response, and he was not discouraged at all, because the master of the team was Fang mo.

After asking again, Fang Mo pointed to the front and said, "there is a supermarket 400 meters over there. We go to find some food. If there is no food, we are destined to starve to death."

After listening to his words, Zhang Qiang nodded, then suddenly blasted the accelerator and started moving towards the supermarket.

While grasping the handrail, Fang Mo looked at his package.

After crushing, it has been placed over hundreds of cataclysmic gels, but there is always a time to fill them.

He was thinking about how to make it stick together.

Ye Qingcheng said in his notebook that if you want to put so many things together, unless you squeeze them into a very small mention, otherwise, it may hinder your action.

The exertion of combat effectiveness never depends on luck, but on step-by-step calculation. If something on your back hinders your combat effectiveness, you don't have any mercy, just throw it away.

He deeply agreed with this sentence.

If even his physical activities are limited, can he still play his most powerful combat power?

In the end of the world, when he is the only one, if he can't give full play to his combat effectiveness, we can know what consequences will be caused, needless to say.

Along the way, the huge roar of forklifts constantly attracted all kinds of zombies. Those zombies were crazy and wanted to rush over. Unfortunately, in the end, they didn't succeed.

It is either thrown down or completely crushed.

The forklift will not leave the slightest face, and Zhang Qiang, who controls the forklift, is the same. He will not leave the slightest face for these terrible zombies.

That's irresponsible for your life.

The supermarket is close, more than ten meters ahead.

The road ahead is not very good. Too many vehicles gather together, as if they were a mess.

"Well, I may not be able to drive over. If I drive over, it may cause us to overturn." the old driver will never easily say the word overturn, but those cars can't be rolled over directly.

"Then you two wait a moment and stop the engine of the forklift first." Fang Mo said softly, then looked at the zombie below, and a happy smile broke on his lips.

Put the full package on the forklift, and then he picked up an empty package and jumped down.

The battle broke out again, and the package in his hand was slowly becoming full.

"What's in here?"

Zhang Qiang pointed to the package and asked knowingly.

Qin Xiaoyu didn't speak. Looking at the scenery outside the window, she was a little stunned. She touched the two boxes of tocolysis pills with her, and her expression recovered a little calm.

Zhang Qiang was so embarrassed that he couldn't help himself, but since he asked, he must have confirmed it, so he dared to open a gap in the package.

Whoosh!

A thin tentacle sprang out of it, circling around his fingers.

It made him freeze all over.

Raised his head, trembled and said, "sister, help!"

Qin Xiaoyu turned his head when he heard this cry. Looking at his undamaged fingers and trembling all over, he smiled and said, "don't be afraid, this thing won't hurt you, as long as you slowly pull your hand back."

As she spoke, she slowly leaned over and slapped Zhang Qiang's hand off, and the black tentacle seemed to lose its activity after losing Zhang Qiang's goal.

However, at the next moment, it seems to feel a more attractive atmosphere and swing wildly.

In the package, it was more like overturning the river and the sea at this time.

They all crazily poked out a tentacle, like approaching Qin Xiaoyu's skin. That kind of madness made Zhang Qiang's scalp numb and subconsciously leaned back.

Shit, it's a complete accident.

Originally, Qin Xiaoyu relied on him and then zipped the package with his hand, but at this time, Qin Xiaoyu lost his dependence because he leaned back.

If it weren't for her good physical quality, I'm afraid she would fall at the moment.

But even so, her hands still drilled into the package, and her tentacles, like crazy, began to climb her palms.

Accident, that's what happened!

The feeling of crispy itching made her a little confused, and some didn't want to leave.

At this moment, she felt a pain in her arm.