Bai Ling stretched out her hand and waved towards the person behind her, and the speed of the motorcycle increased a lot.
Facing the dewy wind, it feels a lot fresher in this hot summer.
As soon as she got out of the woods on that small road, she saw several agile purple-black figures rushing towards her through the black motorcycle hats. With a flash of cold light, even the speeding car directly knocked them several meters away.
That's fine, at this moment an invisible energy burst out from Bai Ling's body, and unexpectedly, just like before, the white eyes of those purple-black zombies who still wanted to attack seemed to tremble, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen primary zombies along the way rushed to the mutant bushes on the roadside, and some were even hiding and trembling.
Uh-huh, rumble-huh——
The only remaining motorcycle on the highway was the one passing by the abandoned car, its back to the sun, heading towards the rolling hills.
Yanjing City covers a vast area, and just northwest of it, on the road leading to a small mountain village, the road was covered with plants that resembled gecko leaves. A bus, damaged by something unknown, a shabby and scratched car, an SUV with a slightly flattened roof, and a small truck sped towards the setting sun.
But the people in the car didn't see that the leaf on the road they ran over twitched, and Teng Mai quickly pulled it back to the main trunk next to him as if it were alive, and then turned around as if nothing had happened, and tentatively returned to its original shape.
There were seven or eight people sitting on the damaged bus. Each of them was dressed in rags and had not taken a shower for more than ten days. In addition, the weather was hot, and the slight fishy smell mixed with the stench of zombies on the bus made the whole car stink.
Everyone's eyes looked extremely empty and desperate.
At the back left side of the car was a skinny woman wearing a black short-sleeved shirt whose color was indistinguishable. Her arms were covered with bruises and numerous scratches. Although they were covered with scabs, they seemed to be unable to heal at all.
In addition, the rest of the skin was stained with a lot of black, smelly blood.
But there happened to be a child in her arms. The child was also very thin. Because of his thinness and malnutrition, and the child's small and dirty bones, if you didn't look carefully, you would think she was holding a man-eating baby zombie.
How ugly was the zombie? Dry, thin, purple, and black. Wrapped in a rag, his tightly closed lips were paler than his dark yellow skin, and he never cried.
His breathing was weak and it was obvious that he would not live long.
"Baby... Baby... Baby..." The woman seemed to be possessed by a demon. She was so thin that her protruding eyes were terribly large, yet lifeless. Her thin, sunken face, although stained, still showed her former beauty.
At this moment, I can't help but feel sad.
Her lips kept trembling. It was obvious that she felt the child's breathing began to become intermittent. Fear was revealed in her lifeless eyes. "Baby, don't leave mommy... Don't leave mommy..."
But she could no longer shed tears. Her lifeless eyes grew increasingly dazed, yet she still held her child tightly, her head resting tenderly on the child's belly, which was bulging from weight loss.
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