Looking at the disappearing small convoy, Lu Chuan was not in a hurry, knowing the direction, it would be easy to do.

From the rooftop down to the road, Lu Chuan thought together, and an electric car appeared in front of him. Lu Chuan, who had been prepared for a long time, had long expected these situations.

Relying on two legs, it is impossible to catch up with each other.

The electric car is in the last days, and after the battery has been replaced by Lu Chuan, it can be used again.

Step on, twist the electric door, and you will go along the avenue.

The electric car is silent, so naturally it will not alarm too many zombies. And the existence of the zombie suit allows Lu Chuan not to attract the attention of the zombies, and he can swagger and gallop on this avenue.

The previous small convoy was not good, and when they passed, they would alarm the zombies.

Many scattered zombies on the avenue were attracted by them, and they were chasing this convoy and running.

…………

More than 10 kilometers beyond the survivors' strongholds.

The security in this area is still extremely high, and the zombies that appear here all appear in sporadic forms.

With a team of Aliens, they will enter the city and obtain more abundant supplies. But not all teams have this ability. The strength and weakness of the strength represent the position that can go deep into the city.

Some survivors who are not willing to starve to death will leave the survivor stronghold in groups of three or five and appear in these zombie-strewn areas.

Over the years, the area has long been swept away.

Anything that could be used, or could be eaten, had long been picked up by round after round of survivors.

In the past few years, the buildings and villages here have long been dilapidated, and the grass is overgrown with the height of people's heads. The walls, crawling with moss and some vine creatures, make it even more desolate.

Due to the lack of gasoline, cars like pure gasoline and diesel are just a pile of scrap metal for the survivors.

The streets and alleys are full of these abandoned cars, which are rusty and covered with a thick layer of dust.

"Whew!"

Several zombies rushed out of one of the houses, staggering along, chasing a figure.

"Abin, help."

I thought there was no danger in this house, but who would have thought that just when I entered, I would alarm a few zombies lurking inside. What's even more desperate is that there is still one that turns out to be a swift one.

Ordinary zombies can't frighten the survivors, but these alienated zombies.

Survivors would rather encounter the Enraged than the Swifts.

The Enraged One is only strong, but its movement speed is average, and it has a chance to escape.

But the Swift One is different, its movement speed is higher than that of ordinary people, and once it is targeted, it is absolutely desperate. Once it gets close, with its rapid attack speed, it is a dead end to get a little injured.

Not far away.

The man known as Abin was a young man of twenty-five or six, who held a fire axe in his hand.

Looking at his companion who was being chased, he was nervous.

"Didn't you say there are no zombies in this area?" The man who was being chased cried and cried, but he squeezed every time he tried to make himself run faster.

Abin looked a little pale, they were just ordinary people, they didn't want to starve to death, so they appeared here, who would have thought that they would be so unlucky?

"Come to me, come to me." Holding the fire axe to the death, you can only fight, otherwise if you escape, you can't be the opponent of this swift one, and you will be knocked down from the back by it.

Although this swift runner staggered and staggered, its speed was fast.

While running, his arms kept flicking forward, as if he wanted to grab the prey in front of him and gnaw it raw.

Because one of them was lurking in the house, its skin was cracked, and the place where it rotted had dried up, like a thousand-year-old corpse coming out. He is about 1.8 meters tall, his arms are very slender, and his clothes are only inches on his body under the qualitative condition.

When Lu Chuan arrived in this area, he put away the electric car and climbed up to a residential building.

It just so happened that I saw this scene below.

Approaching the survivors' stronghold is sure to attract suspicion. The best way to do this is to enter through the other survivors.

"If they don't meet themselves, they're dead."

Lu Chuan grinned, he was the owner of a biochemical factory, and he was able to create zombies. The Swift and Rapider is one of his own products, and Lu Chuan naturally knows very well about its performance characteristics.

Two young people with ordinary identities can't deal with a swift one.

To deal with the swift one, you must be fast and ruthless, pay attention to killing with one blow, and not let it have a chance to struggle.

Otherwise, let it get closer, to the madness of the zombie, it will pounce and constantly flap its teeth and claws and hiss. There is no need to bite you, just a bite and scratch a little bit of your skin, which can be fatal under the influence of the virus.

With a movement of his hand, a rebar javelin in the storage space appeared in Lu Chuan's hand.

Standing on the top of the building, the distance of three stories is very suitable.

"Whoosh!"

Lu Chuan stepped forward, and then threw the rebar javelin in his hand fiercely.

The first-level gene has been strengthened, so that Lu Chuan's strength is not weak.

The javelin made of rebar slammed into the chest of the swift man with a lightning speed.

"Poof!"

The rebar javelin, as Lu Chuan expected, penetrated the body of this swift man, causing it to be flipped to the ground in the high-speed running. Before it could struggle to get up, the next moment, another rebar javelin fell from the sky and nailed it to its body.

One, two...... Four rebar javelins nailed the swift man to the pavement.

The swift man struggled, but under the pinch, a fifth rebar javelin arrived, with a great force, and hit it in the head.

"Poof!"

"Bang!"

The former is the sound that pierces its head, and the latter is the sound of a rebar javelin piercing into the concrete.

Even the cement surface can be pierced, which shows how terrifying the power of the rebar javelin thrown by Lu Chuan is. The strengthened genes and the power of the enhancement are far beyond imagination.

The head was pierced, and the struggling swift man immediately stopped all movements.

In less than five seconds, it happened so quickly that Abin and the two of them had not yet reacted, and they were stunned when they looked at the rebar javelin that was still "buzzing" and trembling at the tail.

Lu Chuan stood on the platform and raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing in a daze, help me put away the javelin." ”

In the first step, Lu Chuan is, of course, anti-guest-oriented.

The two of Abin below looked at Lu Chuan standing on the roof of the building, perhaps it was the toughness that Lu Chuan had brought to them just now, so they didn't hesitate to run towards this one who had already died.

Few people living in the last days are truly cowardly, otherwise they would not be here.

A dead Swift zombie is not enough to make them afraid.

…………

Lu Chuan wrapped ten rebar javelins with a piece of leather and carried them behind his back.

In addition, Lu Chuan also has a small waist bag, which contains more than a dozen cans and a few bags of compressed biscuits.

Now Lu Chuan is full of the appearance of a survivor who went out hunting.

In front of the survivors, Lu Chuan certainly couldn't use the storage space. And now all of Lu Chuan's things were prepared in advance, nothing more than taking them out and equipping themselves when he saw the survivors.

The tall and thin young man who was chased by the swift ones before was called Wu Jiang.

Abin is called Chubin.

It can be seen that hunger has caused them to suffer from long-term malnutrition, resulting in a thin body.

This time, when they came out, they were so hungry that they couldn't help it, so they came out to look for food. It's just that this area, over the years, I don't know how many survivors have looted, and how many things can there be?

At this time, what they were gnawing on was the compressed biscuits that Lu Chuan gave them.

These compressed biscuits have been a little long and don't taste very good, but in the mouths of the two, they are supremely delicious.

In front of eating, they relaxed their vigilance against Lu Chuan.

In the last days, the lives of the two of them may not be as good as these two packets of compressed biscuits, what will people do to them?

The three of them walked one after the other, towards the survivors' stronghold.

Lu Chuan only knew the direction, but the exact place was unknown. But he pretended to be familiar, with an indifferent look, and walked unhurriedly.

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