Chapter 43 Breathing (1/2)



The motorcycle roared, and the spirited young men with colorfully dyed hair cheered and made faces at Cheng Yixia.

"Dog! Didn't you say there was a couple? Why is there only a chick?"

A poor guy with dyed yellow hair slapped the little brother in the face, spat and smeared his hair with spit.

The shifty-looking younger brother got beaten but smiled, "Brother! I think this girl's boyfriend is so scared that he left her and ran away!"

"That boy is lucky to run fast. You know, that girl only targets men's butts. Haha." A fashionable guy with green hair and lip piercings laughed.

"The couple we caught last time, the little girl was fucked by her husband for two days and couldn't even hold her shit."

The bikers made obscene jokes while looking at Cheng Yixia with greedy eyes, trying to see the nervousness, fear and plea for mercy on her face.

Unfortunately, Cheng Yixia just stared at the phone in his hand with a cold face, Fang Ming's words just now lingering in his mind.

At this time, the sound of the motorcycle starting finally attracted the nearby zombies, and dozens of zombies surrounded them from all directions.

But the group of people did not panic. The yellow-haired leader whistled calmly, and his two subordinates followed him to the yellow-haired leader.

"Brother!"

"Where's the meat?" The yellow-haired man kept looking at Cheng Yixia and spoke in incomprehensible jargon.

“It’s still dragging on.”

"Please lead those rubbish away. We will be done here soon."

The yellow-haired man acted nonchalant and didn't take the zombies seriously at all. He smiled and said to Cheng Yixia, "Girl, I'll treat you to a show. After you watch it, just follow me. There are monsters everywhere outside. It's very dangerous to be alone."

The two energetic young men drove away from the team on their motorcycle.

Cheng Yixia noticed that there was a thick rope tied to the back of the two motorcycles, and as the motorcycles started, the rope was dragging something heavy.

She soon saw what was being dragged behind the rope - a woman covered in blood.

Two ropes were tied to her legs respectively. As the motorcycle started, her bloody body left a horrifying trail of blood on the ground.

The woman landed on the ground with her front body, her feet being dragged by the motorcycle, and her bloody face fell to the ground again and rubbed violently. Her long black hair was wet with blood and was wiping the ground like a mop.

The woman did not struggle. Perhaps she had been dead for a long time, or perhaps she was still breathing, but it made no difference.

These bikers are worthy of being so arrogant in the end times. Their riding skills and courage cannot be underestimated.

The two motorcycles stepped on the throttles, raising a cloud of smoke, and rushed head-on into the group of zombies. The noise and the smell of blood made all the zombies roar wildly.

The motorcycle lifted its front wheel and flew into the air at high speed, running over several oncoming faces, and the blood gradually turned the body of the motorcycle red.

The smell of blood of the woman being dragged behind the fuselage drove the zombies even more crazy. All the zombies pounced on her and bit her, with the sounds of hissing and chewing flesh mixed together.

But after a moment, the motorcycle started again, dragged the broken body out from the zombie swarm, and sped away into the distance.

䀴Behind them were the zombies that were chasing them relentlessly.

The yellow-haired man called Ah-Yu looked at the zombies that were gradually moving away, then withdrew his gaze with great satisfaction and looked at the short-haired beauty again.

Her face was rosy and radiant, unlike those women before who were so pale and skinny from hunger that they were boring.

“Beautiful girl, do you know how to be scared? The woman just now wanted to escape after being caught by us, but we ended up dragging her three times with a motorcycle and finally feeding her to the zombies.”

"Brother, that's five laps. I counted them clearly."

"Stop talking bullshit. You're an illiterate who didn't even finish elementary school. How can you count?"

The crowd burst into laughter. Huangmao lifted his sleeves, intentionally showing off the blue dragon tattoo on his forearm. "Now, girl, take off your clothes and let our brothers see."

Cheng Yixia raised her head and looked around. These thugs were staring at her eagerly, some of them had flushed faces with excitement, which was disgusting to watch.

"She might still be counting on her boyfriend to rescue her!"

"Maybe she wants to chop us into pieces with this toy in her hand! Isn't that right? Bitch!"

"Stop talking nonsense, didn't you hear what my brother said? Hurry up and take it off, or I'll help you!"

The impatient red-haired gangster swallowed his saliva, didn't care about his face and wanted to drink some soup first, got off the motorcycle, looked at Cheng Yixia, and reached out to grab her collar.

The gang of thugs laughed loudly at Red Hair, as if they had already seen the woman crying and begging.

A cold light flashed, and blood splattered.

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