Fast Travel: Husband Search

Chapter 671

The man shrunk in fear, hugged his backpack, looked at the passing scenery and the zombies with a pale face.

The driver seemed to be unwell, his face was pale, and his forehead was sweating.

"Brother, are you uncomfortable?"

the man asked nervously.

"It's okay, it's just disgusting looking at those things outside."

The man smiled and scratched his thigh.

"The smell has intensified."

Su Chengsen leaned on Miao Tiantian's ear and whispered.

Miao Tiandian nodded to show she knew, and called Afang in her head.

[Yes, yes, what's wrong? 】

Is that driver zombified?

[Bingo, the host should pay attention. 】

What have you been doing lately?
[I am obsessed with learning, I downloaded a lot of resources in the previous world hehehe, I feel that I have undergone a qualitative transformation. 】

what resource?
Miao Tiantian asked subconsciously.

【I show you. 】

What about the promised prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony?

The driver's face became more and more ugly, he was panting heavily, and kept scratching his thigh with his hands.

Miao Tiantian knew what he wanted to do.

Being caught by zombies, sooner or later he will mutate or even die, but he is really not reconciled to dying like this. Why is he an ordinary person, but if he wants to die like this, he may lose his mind and become a cannibal Monsters, but other people can still enjoy the feeling of being human, so let's just get unlucky together, a typical person who has to pull a few backs after death.

As Miao Tiantian expected, the driver did indeed think so.

He couldn't bear it anymore, the scratch on his thigh was already black and itchy, that feeling was driving him crazy, he wanted to scratch that piece through, why it was so itchy, seeing the condition of his thigh, he wondered But he didn't dare to scratch, there were some paw prints there, the flesh turned up, with a black color, under his constant scratching, yellow pus flowed out, but he couldn't help it, that kind of persecution The itchy feeling of sanity made him want to scratch it desperately.

Time is running out, he thought.

You have to do it quickly. Four people are enough. It's just a pity for that particularly good-looking boy, but having such a person die with him... The corner of the driver's mouth curved in a strange arc.

The car stopped suddenly, and the man was startled.

"Why did it stop!"

"It's out of gas, don't worry, I have a spare in the trunk, let's go down and get it."

The driver suggested.

"it is good."

The man also didn't want to be alone in the same space with the three girls behind, after all, they saw what he did.

The man put his bag on his back, opened the door and got out of the car, looked around, and after making sure that there were no zombies, he watched the driver bend over to get the gas.

"Huh? Where's the oil?"

"what happened?"

"My eyesight is not very good, I don't seem to see."

The men were in a hurry, the car couldn't move without gas, and they couldn't run away faster.

"I'll come, I'll come."

The man pushed the driver aside and bent down to look for it.

(End of this chapter)