The car shuddered slightly, followed by a loud thud and the sound of flesh hitting the ground.

squeak--

Bai Yifan shuddered and immediately slammed on the brakes.

Bai Xizhu opened her eyes and saw the motorcycle lying to the side and a figure wearing a black windbreaker.

"Why does that motorcycle in front look so familiar?"

By the faint moonlight, Bai Xizhu looked at the motorcycle, put Qin Yuan into her spatial storage, and prepared to get off the motorcycle to investigate.

He sighed at the same time.

My bro drives like a madman!

"Sis, don't move! I think we should just run!"

Bai Yifan put his foot on the accelerator, ready to drive away.

It's late at night, and there's no dashcam, how could anyone find him?

Leng Yebai's speechless voice rang out, "Take another look."

As soon as Leng Yebai finished speaking, the young man lying on the ground stood up, his figure staggering, but he exuded a chilling aura.

The young man's fingers tightened slightly, and he slowly turned his head away.

I spotted Bai Yifan sitting in the driver's seat right away.

"Brother Zhang?" Bai Yifan's hand trembled slightly.

That's it, the person who hit me knows me, I can't escape now.

Zhang Yiming paused slightly, slowly loosened his grip, and glanced almost imperceptibly behind Bai Yifan, his mind instantly clearing.

The car door opened, and Bai Xizhu and Leng Yebai got out of the car. Bai Yifan hung his head and was pulled down by Leng Yebai.

Bai Xizhu looked Zhang Yiming up and down. "Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Old Bai knows best how fast his younger brother drives.

The most serious injury Mr. Bai had ever suffered in his life came from a solid collision with his own son.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

Zhang Yiming smiled gently, his hands behind his back.

Under the moonlight, the long, slender fingers of his right hand twisted strangely.

He fell while bracing himself on his hands, and black blood seeped from his hands.

With his hands behind his back, he slowly and deliberately twisted his other, strangely contorted hand over with his left hand.

The bent fingers returned to their original shape, and black blood was still oozing from the broken skin.

"Are you really alright?"

Bai Xizhu frowned. She had been thrown so far; she shouldn't be alright.

"It's really nothing."

Zhang Yiming nervously tugged at his sleeve behind his back, trying to cover the black blood on his hands.

A faint green light emanated from Bai Xizhu's hands. "How about I take a look at you? You might have internal injuries!"

She possesses wood-based superpowers, and at a high level, she can quickly heal injuries.

Ultimately, it was her own younger brother who caused the trouble, and he even bumped into her old classmate. She should be the one to clean up the mess.

Zhang Yiming stared intently at Bai Xizhu's hand, which was glowing with green light. His eyes were filled with longing, but he slowly took a step back.

"It's really nothing. My physique has changed since the apocalypse... It's different from before. Getting bumped is nothing."

Zhang Yiming smiled gently, but his eyes dimmed slightly.

Bai Xizhu frowned, but took a step forward on her own.

"Let's take a look! It won't be a waste of our superpowers anyway. There are no hospitals in the apocalypse, and it would be bad if we got internal injuries."

After she finished speaking, the light in Bai Xizhu's hand shone even brighter.

Without hospitals, even catching a cold is a hassle, let alone getting injured.

At this time, some wood-type ability users were not yet very good at using their abilities to heal injuries.

For survivors, being injured is a very troublesome thing.

Zhang Yiming lowered his head slightly, stared at his feet, and awkwardly took two steps back.

His feet were only a few meters apart from Xiaozhu's, yet there was a chasm between them.

Leng Yebai glanced at Zhang Yiming's fingers behind his back with his cold gaze, and gently tugged at Bai Xizhu's sleeve.

"Xiao Zhu, men and women shouldn't touch each other, let me go!"

Leng Yebai was reluctant, but he couldn't very well let Xiao Zhu treat him!

Ice-type abilities are a variation of water-type abilities. Water-type abilities also have healing properties.

However, while ice-based healing abilities aren't perfect, they can still detect whether someone has internal injuries.

"Oh well!"

Bai Xizhu stopped in her tracks.

She felt that Zhang Yiming's expression was somewhat uneasy, like a little girl being bullied by a bully.

It made her feel quite embarrassed.

Leng Yebai pulled Bai Xizhu back, walked to Zhang Yiming's side, and expressionlessly put his hand on Zhang Yiming's shoulder.

Zhang Yiming's previously awkward face instantly turned expressionless, and the two of them stood there expressionless.

The two people had cold, aloof expressions, their eyes revealing a deep disdain for each other.

Both of them were unwilling.

A light frost, clinging to Leng Yebai's fingertips, fell evenly onto Zhang Yiming's body.

After a long while, Leng Yebai lowered his fingers.

"How are you? Is Brother Zhang alright?"

Bai Yifan stared longingly at Leng Yebai.

I'm really afraid of hurting Brother Zhang.

Brother Zhang is a good person; he once gave him two cans of incredibly delicious milk powder.

We mustn't damage him.

He was still waiting for Brother Zhang to send him more milk powder later!

"He's alright, he has no internal injuries."

Leng Yebai glanced indifferently at the black blood on Zhang Yiming's fingers, then quietly returned to Bai Xizhu's side.

"It's good that you're alright!"

Bai Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, he can shamelessly ask Brother Zhang for milk powder!

"Why are you out so late at night?"

Zhang Yiming's face regained its gentle smile, a smile as warm and sunny as ever.

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