Chapter Three: No Reason to Beat You

"Well? What are you doing? "

Bruce looked at Lisa, whose face was as shamed as a red apple, and he was confused.

"Didn't you... tell me to take my shoes off?"

Lisa's voice was as low as a mosquito and she could hardly hear.

"I want you to change into shoes and drive. How do you drive in high heels? Are you going to let me drive you? "

Oh!

Lisa knew she was wrong and bowed to Bruce like a startled deer.

He hurried to the driver's seat and started the car.

Bruce looked at Lisa's reaction and laughed. "So sexy," he exclaimed, "but this is not the time to do that....

With a roar as the engine started, the limousine started up like a moving castle.

Three black Humvees at the door, one driving, two behind.

A fleet of four cars was speeding down the road.

It was like a big movie.

The surrounding cars gave way when they saw the situation.

As the limousine drove past, it rolled its windows and craned its neck to look:

"What is this, trough? The limousine? "

"No, the bus and the Land Rover? The people inside are certainly not ordinary people! "

"I'll go. I've seen this RV on the Internet for 87 million! But there's no big... "

"87 million home ownership cars?" You've got your head in the clouds. We don't know the world of the rich! "

"Grass, money is great. What's the use of fancy cars?"

Seeing Bruce's 150 million ultra-luxury RV, drivers on the road have mixed feelings.

There are those who envy and those who hate wealth.

But no matter what they say, it doesn't matter if they are convinced or not.

Body is very conscious, all obediently out of the road.

These people are well aware that the farther away from luxury cars, the safer.

In case of accidentally with the car happened to rustle, the cocoa ruin all compensate!

So all the way through.

It was just seven o'clock when Bruce got to the airport.

The plane was still some way from the gate, so Bruce's time was just right.

Park at the airport exit and wait for me!

Bruce gave an order and got out of the van.

From three SUVs, a group of security personnel in black combat uniforms also emerged.

As soon as they got off the train, they divided their forces, and some took the commanding heights above them to monitor the scene.

Some directly sealed off the location of several safety exits to ensure the safety of multiple evacuation routes.

They are licensed to work, so as long as not on the plane, are allowed to wear guns.

Only the chief of security, Smith, was left to follow Bruce with three capable men.

A few people just walked to the gate, saw a group of flight attendants from the plane shift down carrying luggage, said while laughing Yingying Yan's walked over.

Their beautiful figure, size is also a unified standard, attracted many male tourists eyes.

When they saw Bruce, they looked away and turned back. They couldn't help but glance at Bruce more.

One of the stewardesses didn't know what to say. Suddenly the other fierce stewardess blushed, and the other girls laughed.

The flight attendants had just passed by when suddenly a group of people in medical protective clothing came over them.

The crowd looked nervous and stretched on stretchers.

"Come on, hurry up, there's someone vomiting blood in terminal 203. Notify the EPD immediately and ask them to send someone to check on the spot to make sure there are no infectious diseases!"

"What? Did someone on the flight have similar symptoms? All right, we'll be right there! "

Several paramedics trotted along, dialing phones, looking grave.

Someone vomited in the ticket hall. Keep clean. Go and get rid of it!

"There's trouble in the cafe on the second floor. Security guards go and see!"

One of the uniformed ground crew roared over to the intercom.

"How strange it is today that all the bad luck has come to pass."

Cough, cough!

The ground crew coughed as they walked.

Huh?

From the first cough he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Because this cough is very sudden, and the average dry cough will naturally stop a few times.

But once the cough started, it couldn't stop.

"Cough, cough... stranger... cough!"

Not for a while, ground crew because of continuous cough caused hypoxia, face was suffocated red, even the eyes are covered with red blood.

Unable to walk, he fell to the ground, his forehead veined and his eyes staring like they would explode at any moment because of great intracranial pressure.

Bruce stood calmly at the terminal, holding a photograph of Gemma in his hand, deaf to what was going on around him.

He knew there was only two hours left before the zombie outbreak.

Everything that happens around is a sign of the end.

Bruce could not stop the eschatology, nor could he save most people.

Now he had only one thought: to find Bonnie quickly and keep his promise.

Just then, a girl in a pink skirt came out of the gate. It was Gemma!

Boss, that's the woman!

Smith is also a member of the search team looking for bonnie, and Gemma's clue is what he found, so he can identify the girl better than anyone else.

Well, ask her over!

Bruce nodded and said.

"She's not alone. The man around seems to be her boyfriend. Do I need to get someone to take him away?"

Smith is very careful and thoughtful in details.

No, just bring it along. I won't take much time!

Bruce took a yellowed photograph from his arms.

Above is a girl with a red scarf, big eyes, ponytail, a special smile brilliant.

In the upper left -hand corner of the photograph, there was a bit of drained brown blood.

Don't pull me about the grass. Scatter it. Hurry up!

"I'll fight back! What road are you on? "

Don't think I'm afraid of you when you're too many. You wait here. Let me call someone!

Smith started off with two good words of advice, asking them to meet Bruce.

But somehow Gemma's boyfriend just wouldn't make it.

Smith had no choice but to bring two people from the two sides of Gemma and her boyfriend a fight, like a chicken to carry over.

Gemma had been frightened by the gesture and thought she had been kidnapped and dared not say a word.

But her boyfriend is ferocious, but also stare, but also put malicious abuse all the way.

Like how good I am.

Smith, who had no orders from Bruce, dared not begin, and was silent all the way, but his face was so gloomy that the water came out.

He put his arm around the front of his coat and showed the gun around his waist.

According to the truth, the average person sees the other party has the gun, moreover the number is also more than oneself.

Certainly no more words.

But the man was shocked, not afraid of the gun, but more arrogant.

"What about guns? You're awesome with a gun! "

You shoot me in the temple. If you don't, you're garbage!

Come on, shoot the garbage! Pretend to press, and frighten me with a gun. I'm frightened! "

Bang!

Bruce frowned and slapped the man on the face.

Directly to the man to Meng circle.

Can you listen to me quietly now?

Bruce asked softly.

Bruce is the honed after the war, the most uncomfortable is this kind of whining man.

There is a saying that a barking dog does not bite and a biting dog does not bark.

In fact, this sentence is equally useful for people.

Really dare to fight and kill people, rarely Hello verbose a lot of nonsense.

When he doesn't like you and decides to kill you, he has already done so and won't give you advance notice.

You don't even know how to die.

On the contrary, it is such a loud mouth, basically a hands-on to recognize.

This man is relying on this is the airport, sure Smith did not dare to shoot, this is so arrogant and domineering.

"You... you dare hit me?"

The man covered his face, his left face clearly showing a red handprint, his eyes filled with fear.

He did not expect that Bruce really dares to make a move, and is in public!

This hit Smith and other members of the security team, all secretly applauded.

This face hits really fragile unripe, be worthy of is boss, work so simply.

Want to sell hand, not ink!