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Looking at the vanishing convoy, Lu Chuan was not in a hurry. Knowing the direction, it was easy.

Up and down from the rooftop 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.

Electric vehicles are from the apocalypse. After being replaced by Lu Chuan, they can be used again.

Step on, turn the switch, and you will move forward along the avenue.

The electric car is silent and naturally won't disturb too many zombies. And the existence of zombie suit, let Lu Chuan not attract zombie's attention again, can struttingly gallop on this avenue.

The previous small team was not good, they would alert zombies when they passed by.

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

......

More than ten kilometers away from the survivor's stronghold.

The security of this area is still extremely high. The zombies that appear here all appear in a sporadic form.

A team with aliens will enter the city to obtain more abundant supplies. But not all teams have this ability. The strength and weakness of the strength represent where the city can be penetrated.

Some not content with starved survivors, they will leave the survivor stronghold in groups of three or five, appearing in these scattered areas of zombies.

In the past few years, this area has long been wiped out.

Anything that can be used, or eaten, has long been picked up by the survivors round after round.

In the past few years, the buildings and villages here have been dilapidated and overgrown with weeds as tall as people's heads. The walls are covered with moss and some vine creatures, making 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 silhouettes of these abandoned cars, rusted and covered with a thick layer of dust.

"Woo!"

Several zombies rushed out of one of the houses, staggering and chasing a silhouette.

"Abin, please help."

Who would have thought that there was no danger in this house, who would only enter, and a few zombies lurking in it were disturbed. What is even more desperate is that there is still one who is a swift one.

Ordinary zombies do not frighten the survivors, but these alienated zombies.

The survivors would rather meet the raging than the swift.

Rager is only strong, but its movement speed is average, and there is a chance to escape.

However, the swift and violent person is different. Its movement speed must be higher than that of the ordinary person. Once it is targeted by it, it is absolutely despairing. Once it gets close to it, with its fast attack speed, it will be dead end if it gets hurt.

Not far.

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

Looking at the chasing companion, he became nervous.

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

Abin looked pale. They were just ordinary people and 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 firmly, he can only fight, otherwise, if he escapes, the impossible is the opponent of this swift and fierce one, and he will be chased by it. Fall on the back.

Although this swift man was staggering and unsteady even though it ran, its speed was fast.

While running, the arm kept swaying forward and grabbing, as if trying to grab the prey in front of him and gnaw it.

Because one is lurking in the house, its skin is dry and cracked, and the rotten place has dried up, like a thousand-year-old mummy. He is about 1.8 meters tall, and his arms are very slender. Under the quality of his clothes, there are only inch threads on his body.

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

Just in time, I saw the scene below.

Approaching the survivor's stronghold rashly will surely attract suspicion. The best way is actually to enter through other survivors.

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

Lu Chuan grinned, he was the Boss of the biochemical factory, and could create zombies. The swifter is one of his own products, and Lu Chuan naturally knows very well about its performance characteristics.

Two young people with the status of ordinary person can't deal with a swift one.

To deal with the swift and violent, one must be quick and ruthless, pay attention to one-shot kills, and prevent them from having the opportunity to struggle.

Otherwise, let it come close, with zombie madness, it will pounce, continuously baring fangs and brandishing claws and nibbling. No need to kill you, just take a bite, and scratch your skin a little, under the action of the virus, these are deadly.

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

Standing on the roof, the distance of three floors is very suitable.

"sou!"

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

The level 1 gene has been strengthened, so that Lu Chuan's power is not weak.

The javelin made of rebar, with a lightning-like speed, fiercely pierced through the chest of this swift one.

"pu!"

The rebar javelin, just as Lu Chuan expected, penetrated the body of this swift and violent one, causing it to be overturned in the high-speed running. on the ground. Before it struggled to get up, next moment, another rebar javelin fell from the sky and was nailed to its body.

One, two... four rebar javelins nailed the Swifter to the road.

This swifter struggled, but under the fixation, the arrival of the fifth rebar javelin, with a huge force, hit its head.

"pu!"

"peng!"

The former is the sound of running through its head, the latter is the sound of the rebar javelin piercing the cement surface .

Even the cement surface can be pierced, which shows how terrifying the force of the rebar javelin thrown by Lu Chuan. Strengthened genes, enhanced power, far surpasses the imagination.

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

In less than five seconds, it happened so fast that the two of Abin didn't react yet, staring at the rebar javelin whose tail section was still trembling "weng weng" in a daze.

Lu Chuan stood on the platform and raised his brows: "What are you doing, help me put away the javelin."

First step, Lu Chuan is of course anti-customer.

The two of Abin below looked at Lu Chuan standing on the roof. Maybe it was the strength that Lu Chuan brought them, which made them run to this dead one without hesitation. the swifter.

Few people who live in the last days are truly timid, otherwise they would not be here.

A dead Zombie isn't enough to make them afraid.

......

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

Apart from this, Lu Chuan also has a small pocket, which contains more than a dozen cans and a few bags of compressed biscuits.

The current Lu Chuan looks like a survivor who goes out hunting.

In front of the survivors, Lu Chuan certainly cannot use storage space. And now all of Lu Chuan's things are prepared in advance, nothing more than taking out and equipping himself when he sees the survivors.

This lanky young man who was chased by the swift and violent before is called Wu Jiang.

Abin is called Chubin.

It can be seen that hunger has made them malnourished for a long time, resulting in a thin body.

This time they came out, and they were too hungry, so they all came out to find food. It's just that this area, over the years, has been raided by many survivors, and how many things can there be?

At this time, they were eating the compressed biscuits that Lu Chuan gave them.

These compressed biscuits have been around for a while and don't taste very good, but in their mouths, they are Supreme's deliciousness.

Before eating, they relaxed their vigilance against Lu Chuan.

In the apocalypse, the lives of the two of them may not be as good as those two packs of compressed biscuits. What plans will people have on them?

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

Lu Chuan just knows the direction, but not the exact place. But he pretended to be familiar, with an indifferent look, walking at a moderate pace.