No one spoke in the car, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward. Lin Xuan secretly glanced at Peng Ze in the back through the rearview mirror.

The boy was as quiet as a chicken, tilting his head, not looking at anyone, and playing with his fingers.

"Hey, let's put on some music, brother." Lin Xuan wasn't familiar with Peng Ze in this life, and playing music was the only way for her, a socially awkward person, to ease the awkward atmosphere between the three of them.

"Whatever you want." Actually, he was against Xiao Bao's playlist, but he didn't want to upset his wife.

"Oh, washing seaweed, washing seaweed, it's cooked! You've worked hard~~~ It must have been tough for you~ He petted a cat until it cried~~"

Lin Xuan hummed along, and Peng Ze in the back row actually joined in. The two washed seaweed together, and the atmosphere became harmonious.

Xia Feng sighed, "Destroy it already, hurry up!"

The heart-wrenching music played all the way, and Lin Xuan and Peng Ze had already developed a rudimentary friendship by sharing snacks.

Xia Feng, a burly man over 1.9 meters tall, was exhausted both physically and mentally from the ordeal and didn't want to speak.

At 8 p.m., it was completely dark, and only two cars were traveling on the dilapidated highway.

The headlights attracted a few scattered zombies on the road, who followed the vehicle.

Xia Feng dodged a vehicle stuck in the guardrail at the bend, then knocked over a female zombie wearing a pleated skirt before calling for help from the car behind him on his walkie-talkie.

"We can't go any further. It's dark and the road conditions are bad. We need to find a place to stay."

“I see a small villa on our right. Let’s park the car now,” Zhou Xinran replied.

The cars stopped one after the other on the side of the road. Lin Xuan got out of the car, and her Gatling gun flashlight made its appearance again.

With the super-large floodlight turned on, the light shines directly onto the small villas along the roadside.

"Wow! Your flashlight is awesome!" Zhou Xinran immediately turned off his mini flashlight and ran over to use the light.

He figured it out; Xia Feng's little wife must have received a lot of good things, and he needed to cling to her.

Lin Xuan handed the high-powered flashlight to Xia Feng and then put the car into her spatial storage.

Peng Yu rushed over, furious, and grabbed his younger brother, yelling, "Peng Ze! Why are you running around like that? How many times have I told you to stay with your brother? It's so chaotic outside, what if you get lost and get eaten by zombies..."

Peng Ze kept his head down, playing with his hands, and remained silent.

Peng Yu was in the middle of a tirade when Zhou Lerui rushed up from behind and abruptly pulled him away. "Peng Xiaozhe! Are you trying to get yourself killed? You want to run away with my cosmetics, blah blah blah..."

Zhou Lerui poked Peng Ze's head repeatedly, making the autistic boy even more withdrawn and hiding his head in frustration.

Zhou Xinran quickly pulled his sister away, "Alright, Zhou Lerui, you've grown quite the audacity to scold others. You're no easy person either, yet you still have the nerve to criticize others."

Then he said to Peng Yu, "It's good that the child isn't lost. I think Peng Xiaozhe is quite clever; he even knew to run to Lao Xia's car."

Peng Yu noticed the concern the two showed for their younger brother.

Although Zhou Lerui's words were unpleasant, the anxiety in Peng Ze's eyes when he lost his way was undeniable, not to mention Zhou Xinran's immediate action of stopping the car to look for him.

Originally, he was Zhou Xinran's bodyguard, but since the apocalypse, this young master who was his employer has turned around and taken good care of the brothers.

Peng Yu remembered this kindness and would naturally repay it when the opportunity arose.

After thanking Xia Feng and Lin Xuan, he pulled his younger brother, who was still bowing his head and admitting his guilt, and asked him to put the car away as well.

It's not easy to find a car around here, so we can't just leave it here.

Xia Feng led the way, holding Lin Xuan's hand. The group followed behind, climbing over the guardrail, passing through strangely colored bushes, and arriving at the small villa they had just seen.

The small villa stands alone next to the highway, surrounded by deep purple mutated ivy.

The gate was tightly closed, and the zombies at the entrance had clearly been cleared away.

There are people inside!

Social butterfly Zhou Xinran went up and knocked on the door, "Is anyone in there? Please open the door. We are survivors who are passing by and would like to ask to stay here for the night."

It was very quiet around them, and soon everyone heard the rustling sound of fabric coming from inside the door, confirming that someone was inside.

After a while, no one responded. So, after trying to be polite, Zhou Xinran raised his voice slightly and said, "Brother Peng, it looks like there's no one inside. Let's just pry the door open and go in."

Peng Yu understood immediately and shouted, "Everyone, hide! I'm going to chop this door open!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a voice came from inside the door.

"Don't cut, don't cut, I'll open the door." It was a man's voice.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man in his forties, of medium build and with an average appearance.

Since the apocalypse, water has been scarce, and he is now as dirty as a beggar. His hair is greasy and sticks to his scalp, and his shirt is covered in stains, making it impossible to tell his original appearance.

Even so, this person still possessed a refined air, and was looking at the group of uninvited guests with a wary gaze.

Xia Feng and his group of men were all tall and burly, standing straight and blocking the doorway, giving off a very intimidating vibe.

The middle-aged man and the several young men following behind him were all startled and became even more wary of this group.

"Hello, uncle, my name is Zhou Xinran. These are my friends. We are passing through here because it is dark and the road is difficult to travel. We saw this house and came to ask for lodging for the night. We will leave early tomorrow morning. Please do us a favor."

Zhou Xinran's handsome face beamed with joy, while Xia Feng, Peng Yu, and Cao Zhiyong behind him looked menacing. Could they really refuse him this opportunity...?

"No problem, no problem. We're just passing through and will rest here for now. My name is Zhou Li."

Zhou Li forced a smile; these people really didn't seem like good people.

"Hey! Uncle Zhou, we're from the same clan!"

As Zhou Xinran spoke, he walked into the house, and the group filed into the villa.

This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!