The music of "A Loving Family" resounded especially loudly in the dark night.
In the pitch-black night, from an unknown direction, came the howls of several zombies.
"roar--"
A zombie roared and lunged at the bus.
Bai Anhai subconsciously stepped on the brakes, but after carefully identifying the face of the zombie in front of him, he released the brakes.
"Bang!"
The grotesque zombie was hit and sent flying by the bus, its black blood splattering onto the windshield.
The Bai family members looked at the blacked-out windshield, their hearts growing increasingly heavy.
Bai Anhai regretted it a little; he should have avoided that zombie earlier.
A jet of water sprayed out, and the wipers moved back and forth a few times, barely managing to wash away some of the black blood.
The roars of zombies still echoed in the darkness, and heavy footsteps rushed toward the bus.
The bus stopped, leaving the zombies in the distance to pounce.
One head, two heads, three heads.
The searchlights on the bus were very bright, shining on the hideous faces of the zombies, making them look even more eerie in the dark night.
Bai Yifan and Bai Zhengxuan have never liked looking at the grotesque faces of these zombies.
But now, they pressed their faces against the car windows, carefully examining the zombies' already rotting faces.
After confirming that it wasn't them, they used their supernatural abilities to destroy them.
When the Bai family members were exterminating the zombies this time, they hesitated for a moment. When they unleashed their superpowers, their hands and the superpowers trembled twice.
After careful identification, he used his special ability to penetrate the zombie's brain.
They didn't know what to do if they found Leng Yebai, who had turned into a zombie.
If a family member goes missing, you have to find him.
...
A tall, upright figure strode down the road, his clothes soaked with sweat, and beads of perspiration clinging to his stern face.
My clothes were soaked with sweat, and I looked like I had been pulled out of the water.
Brown blood was flowing from his leg.
The man's face was slightly contorted, and he seemed ready to explode at any moment.
The malevolent aura emanating from him was almost tangible, with faint purple lightning crackling around his body.
An unexpected bolt of lightning struck the ground, instantly creating a dark crater.
The moonlight wasn't very bright, but it was cold enough.
Leng Yebai felt as if he were immersed in ice water, his heart taut with tension.
On one side was her own rationality, and on the other side was a sudden surge of violent emotions within her.
This violent and ruthless emotion came out of nowhere and could take over his entire mind at any moment.
The more powerful the superhuman, the more formidable the zombie they become.
It was for this reason that Leng Yebai chose to leave, using all his strength to restrain himself from looking at how they were doing now.
After being overwhelmed by the virus, he should have taken his own life.
However, he didn't have the courage.
He finally had such a warm home, and he really didn't want to leave this world like this.
What should she do if he dies?
Even though he knew she was very capable, Leng Yebai was still worried. He needed to see her with his own eyes to make sure she was alright before he could truly feel at ease.
He clung to a sliver of hope that it would be wonderful to become a zombie like Zhang Yiming.
Leng Yebai looked up at the moon, his throat itching, and instinctively he opened his mouth and roared twice.
Howl like those hideous zombies.
He clenched his teeth tightly, enduring the pain.
He reached out and touched the back of his knee; in the moonlight, his fair hand seemed to be stained with black blood.
The brown blood appeared pitch black under the moonlight.
Leng Yebai gripped a dagger tightly with his other slender finger and sat heavily on the ground.
By the moonlight, you could see that a piece was missing from the back of his leg, and blood was running down his leg, staining his white sneakers brown.
The dagger pierced the back of Leng Yebai's leg. Looking at the location of the wound, Leng Yebai hardened his heart and scraped it again with the dagger.
Sweat dripped down his face, and Leng Yebai trembled all over in pain.
Leng Yebai's lips curved into a smile.
I'm not afraid of the pain; what I'm afraid of is never feeling pain again.
After scraping off another layer of brownish blood mixed with flesh, red blood began to flow out from inside.
Leng Yebai gripped the dagger and continued limping forward.
Red blood was flowing down his legs, and the raging emotions churning in his mind showed no signs of abating.
Leng Yebai vigorously wiped his body with his other free hand, then took out a small necklace from his neck.
The necklace is very ordinary; it's just a little trinket I found randomly in the room.
Leng Yebai, however, really liked the necklace.
Because the pendant part of this necklace can hold a photo.
A photograph is embedded in the small, exquisite pendant.
In the photo, Leng Yebai is carrying Bai Xizhu in his arms, with Bai Xizhu's arms wrapped around Leng Yebai's neck and a hint of shyness on her face.
These photos were taken in Taocun. I developed them during the few days I spent on the space.
The raging emotions in his mind subsided somewhat, but they were still slowly eroding his reason.
This can't go on any longer.
Leng Yebai gripped the necklace tightly, his eyes fixed on the abandoned vehicles on the road.
There are cars, motorcycles, and bicycles.
Leng Yebai's gaze fell on a black motorcycle, which looked somewhat familiar.
After thinking for a long time, Leng Yebai's mind went blank, and he couldn't remember anything. He felt that his brain was becoming increasingly sluggish.
His eyes were fixed on the motorcycle, and he was clutching the necklace in his hand.
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