"I'll just get off at the entrance of the safe base," Zhang Yiming said with a smile.
That way, I can sit for a little longer.
"good!"
Bai Xizhu didn't think much of it, nor did she intend to ask Zhang Yiming where he lived.
After all, Xiaoming is the zombie king, and if other human survivors see him, it might be detrimental to him.
"Are you sure you want to get off at the entrance of the safe base?" Leng Yebai glanced at Zhang Yiming, his voice icy.
For some reason, Leng Yebai always felt like he wanted to say something to Zhang Yiming.
While Zhang Yiming was in a daze, Leng Yebai had a very strong urge to strangle him.
Without a doubt, this zombie, who seems to hold a high position among zombies, is probably imagining that he is dead.
Therefore, Leng Yebai's urge to strangle Zhang Yiming never died out.
When rivals meet, their eyes blaze with hatred.
"Hmm." Zhang Yiming's warm smile faded, replaced by a colder expression. "It's just a safe base."
His tone carried three parts disdain, two parts indifference, one part sarcasm, and four parts nonchalance!
The typical domineering CEO's disdainful expression.
"Hehe." Leng Yebai chuckled twice, then said seriously, "You want to use the restroom at the safe base? But, do you really... need it? If not, don't force yourself!"
Zhang Yiming: ...
He doesn't talk to idiots; it's easy to lower someone's IQ.
Not arguing makes it easy for others to think you're incompetent!
creak, creak...
Zhang Yiming forcefully pulled his hand off the car.
I'll endure it!
There is always a difference between reality and imagination.
"Bang!"
The car went out of control and crashed into a utility pole, causing the people inside to jolt violently.
Bai Xizhu and Leng Yebai were in the driver's seat and the passenger seat, respectively. They were wearing seat belts when they were suddenly pulled, but they felt no discomfort and it was a false alarm.
The people in the back seat and the zombie king were in big trouble.
Zhang Yiming and Bai Anhai weren't wearing seatbelts, and their faces slammed hard into the seats in front of them.
His face quickly deformed, like a leavened steamed bun.
Zhang Yiming: ...
Bai Anhai: In the end, he couldn't escape being hit and thrown by his own child.
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