Chapter 18: Your face shows a bloody disaster

Netizen 1: Please ask the goddess to kill all the zombies here!!

Netizen 2: Same request!!

Netizen 3: Rule 5 of the Doomsday Survival Guide: If you encounter a mutant zombie, please escape quickly. It's true, the "Doomsday Survival Guide" is true!

Netizen 4: Who will save us! Why hasn't anyone come to save us yet!

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"Wang!"

The big yellow dog sat in front of Yan Qing's bed with its tail wagging. Yan Qing put down his phone and waved to it. The big yellow dog obediently came forward and let Yan Qing touch his head.

She sat up and put down her phone, looking solemnly into the eyes of the big yellow dog,

"The end of the world has begun, you and I must live well in the end of the world, from now on, your full name is Yan Pingan, and your nickname is Da'an!"

"Wang! Wang!"

Da'an barked twice with satisfaction to show his agreement, and his ears, which had been relaxed, suddenly stood up.

Yan Qing looked at Da'an who had become alert, and stopped the movement of her hands. She watched Da'an walk to the door of the RV and put his ears against the car body.

She immediately got up and put on everything, and walked to the door of the RV, opened the cat's eye on the RV door, took a look, and her eyes widened immediately.

However, he only saw that the road he came from last night was now crowded with various cars, electric cars, motorcycles, and people running away behind the cars, and behind them was a large group of zombies following him. It

was densely packed and endless.

Seeing that those vehicles were about to reach the thatched house, Yan Qing no longer had much time to put the RV into the space and switch to the motorcycle. He

quickly sat in the driver's seat, inserted the car key, and drove the RV to another road while they were still a little distance away from here.

The vehicles behind him looked at the RV that suddenly appeared and drove to another road, and they also followed Yan Qing's RV.

Yan Qing looked at the car following through the rearview mirror and felt a headache.

She wanted to find a place to put away the RV and replace it with a motorcycle, but the current situation did not allow her to think too much, so she could only drive the RV forward.

After turning a corner, she slammed on the brakes.

"Wang! Wang!"

Daan was thrown to the back of the driver's seat and then fell to the ground.

A few stars appeared on the dog's head in an instant, and the whole dog was dizzy. It was about to go forward and say a few more Wang, but when it looked forward, the whole dog was stunned.

There were also endless zombies in front of them,

"Beep, beep!"

"Beep, beep!"

The car parked behind Yan Qing kept honking, signaling Yan Qing to drive faster. From their perspective, they couldn't see the zombies in front at all.

The beeping sound behind her kept ringing, and Yan Qing was getting impatient. She had to drive the RV forward again.

The cars behind her turned the corner and saw the dense group of zombies in front.

Yan Qing took advantage of this time to get ready in the RV, took out the Tang sword and the big horn,

and took out a backpack and a specially prepared iron rod from the space, put the iron rod into the backpack, and got out of the car with Da'an.

As soon as they opened the car door, several off-road vehicles flew past. Yan Qing stretched out her hand but was unable to stop them. She knew they wanted to force their way out by relying on the height of the vehicle.

Just as the off-road vehicle owners accelerated and forced their way into the pile of zombies, they were stuck in the swarm of zombies. Countless zombies swarmed over them

. They couldn't retreat now, and could only watch zombies step on the car one after another.

The off-road vehicles submerged in the swarm of zombies also kept screaming in fear. The zombies rushed forward at the smell of human flesh in the car.

The windshield broke, and the screams of fear in the off-road vehicles turned into painful cries for help.

Several cars behind the SUV that were about to follow the vehicle slammed on the brakes and stopped, making a "squeak" sound on the road.

As the wailing sounds coming from the trapped SUV became smaller and smaller until no sound could be heard anymore,

everyone trembled as if they expected their own fate to be the same as the people in the SUV.

"What should we do? What should we do?"

"Are we going to die here?"

"Mom, I don't want to die, woo woo..."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I'm only twenty years old, I don't want to die!!"

...

Yan Qing closed the car door, turned on the horn in his hand, and shouted loudly while holding the horn as he walked,

"Everyone! Listen to me, those who have weapons, take them up, let's all work together and kill the zombies together!"

The crowd suddenly quieted down, everyone opened the car door and got out, looking at Yan Qing and no one spoke.

None of them wanted to die, if someone could take them out alive now, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, it was worth believing.

Everyone's eyes were on Yan Qing, and at this moment, Yan Qing became the focus.

"Everyone, take up your weapons and fight with me to save your life! For yourself! For your family!"

"Why should we listen to you?"

A bald, slightly fat middle-aged man wearing glasses stood up. He held the hand of the little girl beside him with his left hand, who should be his daughter.

He looked at Yan Qing with disdain while holding the loudspeaker. He looked at Yan Qing with disdain with his drooping triangular eyes.

Yan Qing put down the hand holding the loudspeaker and looked at him sharply. The bald man was frightened by Yan Qing's gaze and the flesh on his face trembled. However, he coughed twice to pretend to be calm.

"That's right, why should I listen to you?"

"You little girl, you don't want us to die first, do you?"

Surprisingly, there were several people who agreed with the bald man.

They were both men and women, and the only thing they had in common was that they were about the same age.

"Hey, what are you thinking, girl? I tell you, you want me to kill zombies? Haha, dream on!"

Yan Qing suppressed the urge to chop people and looked at the mean woman who said this.

The mean woman was also looking at Yan Qing with disgust, as if Yan Qing was something that disgusted her.

"From your face, there will be a bloody disaster soon!"

Yan Qing rolled her eyes and sent this sentence over. She did not argue with them at this moment of life and death, but the mean woman was so angry that she jumped on the spot.

Although those people just disdained Yan Qing, most of them still knew that what Yan Qing said was right.

They knew clearly that if they wanted to survive, everyone must work together to kill zombies!

Yan Qing looked at the expressions of the crowd and raised the loud speaker in her hand,

"Those who don't trust me can find ways to survive on their own, and those who trust me can come to my side!"

There were about 200 people in the group in front of her, and about 200 people chose to stand beside Yan Qing.

Most of them brought their families and children, and the rest were still hesitating whether to choose to trust Yan Qing. Yan Qing didn't care.

She held the loud speaker in her left hand again, and raised the Tang sword in her right hand high.