Yan Chengjun was driving, and Yan Zhao was in the passenger seat.
Of the two brothers, Yanxu was relatively more composed, so he was assigned to drive the car that John and his wife were riding in.
They are both emotionally unstable right now, and it's easy for them to have an accident if they drive alone.
Coulson was lifted to the back seat by Yan Miao and Zhu Lan. He now had his eyes closed and leaned softly against Zhu Lan's chest.
As the memory orb that had just been exchanged was crushed, the space-time inside the car suddenly distorted for a moment!
A giant screen appeared before everyone's eyes!
Yan Chengjun nearly braked suddenly and rear-ended the car in front of him.
"Looking at the screen while driving is such a safety hazard," he muttered to himself, but dared not complain about his daughter aloud.
Then, he discovered that without turning his head to look, the images on the screen were displayed clearly before his eyes, just like the memories in his mind.
It was a dark and damp basement.
The boy was treated like an animal, with his neck chained and his limbs bound by chains.
His body hung limply, he had long since fainted!
There were corpses all around!
"roar!"
A piercing roar tore through Yan Zhao's eardrums, and he couldn't help but cover his ears.
The camera pans to the little girl next to them, and she has mutated!
Her once fair face was now covered in wounds, and the spot where her left eyeball should have been was a dark hole. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the eyeball had rolled to the ground.
Her lower body was twisted off in an extremely contorted position, her entire body—
No, the entire zombie was also bound by chains!
It smelled the scent of a living person, howled and struggled wildly, trying to break free of its restraints and take a bite!
She stared at Coulson with her stinking, blood-red mouth wide open, green saliva dripping onto the ground, pooling into a disgusting, viscous liquid.
In the basement, there were many zombies like the little girl, and even more experimental subjects who were half-human and half-zombie.
Some of them are mutating, while others, like Coulson, are struggling to survive this day.
The basement didn't even have a single window for ventilation, and it was surrounded by terrifying zombies. If you threw any adult in there, they would be so scared that their legs would go weak and they would go insane within five minutes.
Not to mention, they were a group of naive and innocent children.
Clang—
Clang—
It's the sound of a key turning.
Coulson, who had been unconscious, suddenly felt his heart clench.
Everyone in the car could sense the change in his emotions.
Two carefree, slovenly teenagers walked in. The one in front was holding a cup of milk tea in one hand and twirling a key in the other.
Seeing the severed head of some child on the ground, he clicked his tongue in disgust and then kicked it away.
The rotten head was kicked away, crashing into the basement wall and shattering into pieces!
The slime inside splashed all over the children around them!
"Hahaha!"
The man laughed arrogantly, "This is really interesting. Before, I was the one being chased by zombies, but now these little zombies are all chained up, so they can't bite me even if they want to."
"Here, do you want some?"
He pulled out the leftover sashimi he had just finished eating from his back pocket and teased the zombie next to him.
He quickly got bored, so he kicked him again, sending him flying back into the corner.
Then he took a big gulp of milk tea, "This is the most comfortable life. It's so great to be with the boss!"
"Damn it, when I was in that lousy base, I had to go out to find supplies every day. How could I have such delicious milk tea!"
The boy behind him, seeing his actions, couldn't bear it.
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