Deng Zhi couldn't stand it anymore and said to Yi Mu, her voice lacking confidence, "Forget it, you've vented your anger."
Yi Mu didn't answer her question. He didn't even turn his head to look at her. He only said one sentence: "Tell the back to step on the gas. There's a horde of zombies ahead. Don't let them stop us."
He never speaks loudly, but every time he says something, it has a power that makes people want to believe him.
With zombies approaching, Deng Zhi couldn't care less about Fan Yang for the moment. Who told him to be so foul-mouthed? He deserved to be taught a lesson.
The tobacco was stuck in his throat, neither going up nor down, and Fan Yang was about to suffocate.
The air inside the car became stuffy. Qi Zhen knew that Yi Mu was right. He pressed a button to close the window that Fan Yang had opened earlier and accelerated.
Deng Zhi used the walkie-talkie to tell those behind her to be careful.
There were about a dozen zombies at the end of the asphalt road, heads hanging low, walking forward stiffly.
The sound of the trucks made their bodies react first; they blankly raised their battered heads and rushed towards the convoy.
Compared to three years ago, their speed and reaction time are now astonishingly fast.
Qi Zhen tightened his expression, stepped on the gas pedal to the maximum, and the car shot off like an arrow.
As the heavy vehicle crashed into the first zombie, Yi Mu opened the car door and kicked Fan Yang out of the car.
Without pausing, they firmly closed the car door.
The incident happened in an instant. It wasn't until they had safely passed the horde of zombies that someone told Deng Zhi that they thought they had just seen Fan Yang jump out of the car.
Only those inside the Hummer knew how Fan Yang got off.
Deng Zhi's face turned red with anger. No matter how foul-mouthed Fan Yang was, Yi Mu shouldn't have thrown him into the zombie horde.
Those were dozens of zombies; even if Fan Yang was a superhuman, he couldn't possibly deal with them easily.
Ignoring Deng Zhi's hesitant yet furious gaze, Yi Mu reached out and took the cigarette from Qi Zhen's ear, lighting it with a lighter.
He had already finished smoking the cigarettes that were originally allocated to him.
The last cigarette was better given to Qi Zhen, who doesn't smoke; it would have been better to give it to him.
Qi Zhen didn't say anything, but asked Deng Zhi if she wanted to go back and see Fan Yang.
Yi Mu spoke before Deng Zhi, his tone cold and resolute: "Keep moving forward, he won't die."
Deng Zhi wanted to refute him, but the look in Yi Mu's eyes through the rearview mirror sent a chill down her spine.
She gritted her teeth and said to Qi Zhen, "Keep moving forward."
Qi Zhen glanced at her, as if he were seeing her for the first time.
In his mind, Deng Zhi was a woman with a strong sense of responsibility who would never abandon anyone and was truly kind.
This quality is rare in the apocalypse, and he was even somewhat attracted to the girl at one point.
In retrospect, were those words merely a ploy to rally support?
Qi Zhen glanced at Yi Mu through the rearview mirror.
This person appeared earlier than him and Fan Yang; it seems he had been by Deng Zhi's side for a very long time.
That's why Deng Zhi trusted him so much, and was even a little afraid of him.
Who exactly is he? Is he just an ordinary, down-on-his-luck man who has been to prison and works as a male prostitute in a club to make a living?
No, his temperament doesn't match.
Qi Zhen was a man of considerable experience, but he had never seen a man who could combine the qualities of demon and allure so perfectly and beautifully, and who also possessed such a powerful aura.
A person with this kind of magnanimity could never be a lowly gigolo willing to stoop so low as to fawn over women and men.
Unless he did it on purpose.
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