Bai Xizhu only survived three years in the apocalypse before she died. Returning to before the apocalypse, she accidentally activated a portable space, which came with ancient mythical beasts from ...
She could already picture the pleading expression on Leng Yebai's aloof face.
Bai Xizhu drove her electric scooter, deliberately turning towards secluded areas.
Once out of the main street, we turned onto a side road, getting further and further away from the safe base.
"Sis, how much further do we have to go?"
Bai Yifan clutched his stomach, his face looking somewhat unnatural.
Last night, the Bai family members were enhancing their supernatural abilities in the space, and he was constantly drinking alcohol in the space.
They were afraid that the poison wouldn't be completely neutralized.
Now I'm in a terrible situation; I constantly need to go to the toilet.
"Almost there, it's just ahead, there aren't many people here!"
Bai Xizhu looked up and glanced into the distance.
In sparsely populated areas, torture and forced confessions can be conducted more freely.
Bai Xizhu was patient, but Zhao Mier was not.
After taking the back road, Zhao Mier floored the accelerator, intending to knock over the electric scooter.
However, just as the car began to accelerate, two tires on one side suddenly burst, causing the car to lose control and crash into the roadside, shattering all the glass instantly.
"Bang!"
The loud noise attracted zombies.
Dozens of zombies suddenly sprang out from behind the car and pounced on Zhao Mier and Fei Ying inside.
Damn it!
Zhao Mi'er's leg was stuck and she couldn't move, so she could only hold the pistol and shoot at the zombie.
"Bang bang bang!"
Several zombies fell to the ground.
The zombies behind them pounced on them again.
Scorching flames shot out from the eagle's hand, but before they could reach the zombies, they retreated again.
"What are you doing!"
Zhao Mi'er turned around and scolded him with a somewhat anxious expression.
Zhao Mier's expression froze instantly. She saw a barely perceptible black hole on the eagle's neck.
The hole was as small as a needle, and black blood was slowly flowing from it.
After realizing what was happening, Zhao Mi'er struggled frantically, trying to escape as quickly as possible.
The pistol fired wildly at the zombies outside, and one zombie fell down until they were all dead.
However, the eagle behind him suddenly began to twitch strangely.
Her face, which had just been rosy, began to turn black and purple, and black liquid began to flow from her mouth.
Zhao Mi'er wished she could take a knife and cut off her stuck leg.