Chapter 503: Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Soft-eared Rabbit Leader 18
Jing Che looked at her skillfully repairing the car, unlocking it, and getting into the driver's seat, all in one smooth motion. He looked surprised.
"Isn't this car door locked?"
He had just tried to open this car, but it wouldn't work.
Quan Jiu used a little trick to start the engine. She glanced at Jing Che:
"Can't you open it yourself if it's locked?"
Jing Che: “…”
How can he open it without the key?
…
After driving for three hours, when passing a small town, Quan Jiu decided to get off the car to collect supplies.
People in the town were walking in a hurry. Some of them were holding food in their arms and staring at Quan Jiu and his group warily.
Jing Che's eyes fell on Quan Jiu's backpack.
This backpack is like Doraemon's pocket, with beef jerky, canned meat, milk and cola constantly coming out of it. Although the capacity is not large, it seems to be inexhaustible.
There were several times when he clearly saw that there was no food in the bag, but the next second, Quan Jiu was still able to take something out of the bag.
"What are you looking at?"
Quan Jiu kicked him on the butt.
Jing Che covered his butt and said aggrievedly: "Don't kick my butt all the time."
She now beats him at every turn.
“If you don’t want to be kicked out, then go in and search your things.” Quanjiu was the first to enter large chain supermarkets.
On the fourth day after the apocalypse, the supermarket had not yet been emptied out, and daily necessities and food were scattered on the shelves.
Quan Jiu looked at the two of them and said, "See if there's anything missing. Pick everything out and take it away."
Long Yan immediately pushed the shopping cart and started buying things. Jing Che was not as heartless as him. He stood there without moving, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Quan Jiu: “Hmm?”
"How can we take so many things with us?" He asked the most concerning question since the end of the world.
Quan Jiu raised his hand in front of him, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the toothpaste and towels on the shelf disappeared.
Jing Che's mouth opened into an "O" shape.
He stared at her with wide eyes, and the figures of various big men in Japanese comics and fairy tales flashed through his mind:
"You're not human?"
Quan Jiu decisively slapped him on the forehead: "You are not a fucking human."
Jing Che protected his head: "Isn't my mother your mother..."
Quan Jiu sneered and raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"
Jing Che: "Okay, I'll shut up."
Four days later, he discovered that the most terrifying thing in the apocalypse was not zombies, but women, especially women with violent tempers.
Quan Jiu walked around and collected a lot of liquor, vegetables, and even sanitary napkins. When she returned to her original place, she found Long Yan pushing three full shopping carts, waiting for her obediently.
"What is this? A comb? A mirror? Skincare?"
Quan Jiu picked up the supplies in the shopping cart and became more and more shocked the more he looked at them.
Why would a man like him buy these things?
Long Yan's blue eyes were rich and pure, and he said stubbornly:
"I'll buy it."
He stared at the hair on her right temple with heartache. On the day of the battle, a large amount of hair was torn out by zombies.
"Okay, as long as you're happy."
Quan Jiu didn't stop the naughty kid, and looked at what Jing Che had collected.
"Wangzai milk? Juewei duck neck? Coca-Cola? White Rabbit milk candy?"
Jing Che casually pushed aside the silver hair in front of his forehead: "You won't be able to eat these things in the future."
Quan Jiu's mouth twitched as he used his own valuable space to put these flashy things in.
The items in more than a dozen shopping carts disappeared. Jing Che was secretly amazed by the strange phenomenon. He excitedly followed Quan Jiu like a wild monkey who was relying on the power of a tiger to bully others.
On the contrary, Long Yan's expression remained calm, with only his eyes fixed on her raised hand.
Quan Jiu: "Let's go."
The three of them walked out of the supermarket and unexpectedly ran into an old acquaintance again.
There were two more elderly people around Qiu Yu and Wei Beibei, who must be Wei Beibei's parents. Their situation was not very good. They were surrounded by three burly men with guns, and all the supplies they found were confiscated.
Qiu Yu raised his hands in surrender: "Brother, it's really gone. Everything we found is here..."
The big man picked up the bag on the ground and said disdainfully: "That's all?"
Qiu Yu nodded and cried poorly: "I am just a young man, there is nothing I can grab."
"Okay."
The big man took a step back and made way, obviously wanting to let the person go.
Quan Jiu narrowed his eyes and stepped forward:
"Brother Qiu Yu, what a coincidence?"
Qiu Yu was shocked when he saw her: "Aren't you in H City?"
Quan Jiu didn't answer but asked instead, looking miserable and pitiful:
"Brother Qiu Yu, do you have any instant noodles in your car? All the food in this supermarket has been snatched away, and my companions and I can't find anything. How about you be kind and give me another pack?"
Qiu Yu's face turned green, and he looked at the big man nervously:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Where did I get the instant noodles..."
Quan Jiu covered his mouth, pretending to be surprised:
"Huh? Weren't there more than a dozen boxes left this afternoon? Schoolgirl Wei even gave me a bag of bear cookies..."
Wei Beibei also became anxious: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't see you at all this afternoon."
Quan Jiu glanced at the ferocious man, then realized something belatedly. A look of guilt and fear flashed across his face, and he quickly changed his words:
"Maybe I remembered it wrong..."
The big man sneered and blocked the road again, obviously not intending to let it go peacefully.
After Quan Jiu finished his performance, he decisively patted his butt and left.
…
After leaving the supermarket, the few of them continued driving.
On the road three kilometers away from Ningcheng, people kept turning around and running back the way they came.
Jing Che: "Looks like there are zombies."
Quan Jiu stepped on the brake decisively: "Get out of the car."
Just when Jing Che thought she was going to join the fleeing crowd, the woman pulled out a dagger from her Martin boots and decisively walked in the opposite direction of the crowd.
After walking a few steps, he turned back and urged him:
"Why are you standing there?"
Jing Che: “…”
Others avoid zombies, but she rushes into the pile of zombies.
There were five zombies shaking their heads on the road, biting anyone they saw. One of them stood on the front of a car with someone in it, banging the windshield with all its strength.
The windshield was cracked by the intensive impact. The driver panicked and opened the door and got out of the car without thinking. He was bitten on the neck by another zombie who jumped down from the roof of the car.
Screams rang out one after another.
Quan Jiu was in a purgatory on earth, staring quietly at a little girl beside the green belt of the road.
The little girl was about seven or eight years old, with black hair draped over her shoulders and an abnormally cold pale face.
Her clothes were washed white, and she was sitting alone in a wheelchair, listening to the gnawing sounds of zombies behind her. Her face turned pale, but she remained calm and pushed the wheelchair to a safe area.
Unfortunately, there was a medium-sized stone on the road, which just happened to get stuck on the wheelchair.
The nearest zombie was only three meters away from her. With the speed of zombies, it could rush over in one second and bite off her beating aorta.
Can't run away.
Tang Sui put his hands on the wheelchair, and a sad thought flashed through his mind.
There is a rationality in the girl's eyes that exceeds that of an adult.
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