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Song Nan was stunned and waved his hand nonchalantly: "Then let's go together. I originally planned to go with Yi Chi."

Bethwen frowned, helpless: "Okay, but you have to stay behind and don't rush to the front to confront the walking zombies head-on. The walking zombies in the Dead Zone are different from ordinary walking zombies. Judging from time, they are not the same. You know what it’s like to evolve.”

"Okay~" Song Nan had a smile on his face, looking like a well-behaved and obedient person.

Bei Siwen's mood eased, but she was still a little unhappy. She continued to pack the supplies for tomorrow's trip with a dark face.

Song Nan had no choice but to stand up and walk into the kitchen, bringing out the hot dishes. Then, he pushed her to the dining table, put his hand on her shoulders and asked her to sit down: "Just put it away after you finish the meal. If you want to heat it up again, , the food really doesn’t taste good. After you finish eating, I’ll clean it up with you.”

Beswen opened her eyes wide, covered her mouth and nose, and looked at him with relief, as if to say: The child has grown up!I can cook for Mom!

Song Nan paused and opened his mouth to speak, when he saw her picking up the food with a look of emotion on her face.

He had no choice but to sit across from her and enjoy the food with her. Although it was a lot soft due to the heating, it was still edible.

After a long time, the sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks faded away. Bei Siwen got up first to clean up the tableware, and Song Nan then got up to help. Thanks to mutual help, the two of them successfully packed up before eleven o'clock in the evening and prepared to go to sleep.

Before entering the room, Bei Siwen smiled and said good night to Song Nan: "Good night, Song Song~"

"Good night."

……

Song Nan opened his eyes in a daze, tilted his head, and looked at Yi Chi, who was leaning against the car window on the left. He was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head again, looking at Tang Zixiu on the right, who was carelessly crossing his legs, and blinked blankly.

"Hey~ are you awake?" Tang Zixiu, holding a cigarette in his mouth, glanced at his movements through the car window and chuckled.

Song Nan paused and found that he was sitting in the car. After the car had driven an unknown number of kilometers, he yawned indifferently and responded lazily: "Well. When did we set off?"

Yi Chi took out a candy, put it in the palm of his hand, and put it in front of him: "The leader couldn't wait any longer, so he moved the time earlier. We set out at about six o'clock, and it's now seven-thirty. The kid is very punctual, and he woke up at this time, which is just right. We can leave at eight o’clock.”

Song Nan took the candy, opened the package, and put the candy into his mouth: "So early? Who changed my clothes and took me into the car?"

Hearing this, Yi Chi took out another bottle of milk, inserted the straw and brought it to his lips, with a somewhat regretful expression: "Your friend didn't want us to enter your room, so she changed the clothes. As for how to get in the car? This You have to ask Captain Tang."

Tang Zixiu played with the lighter and said without hesitation: "I carried her up. You should have seen the look in Bei Siwen's eyes at that time. You wanted to tear me to pieces~ But to be honest, you are so soft."

Yi Chi glanced at him, took out a handkerchief and wiped the clean corners of Song Nan's mouth: "Captain Tang, you are a bit offensive."

Tang Zixiu sneered, biting the cigarette holder and moving it up and down: "Aren't you the most inhumane? Why are you acting like a nanny now?"

The corner of Yi Chi's mouth curled up slightly, and he put away his handkerchief without showing any signs of weakness: "Captain Tang's control is too lenient. Isn't the car of the team you lead behind you? Why did you come to take the seat of my car?"

Tang Zixiu tilted his head, leaning his head against the car window, squinting at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the window, and joked: "If I go to the back, who will protect our Dr. Yi Da?"

Yi Chi frowned, looked at the troubled young man next to him, and responded calmly: "This is not your purpose, is it? I am also the captain after all. You come to protect me, it is really humiliating."

Tang Zixiu bared his teeth: "Okay, okay, I know I can't convince you."

He looked at the young man reflected in the car window and saw that his figure was swaying and slowly falling to the side. He immediately sat up straight and let him just lean on his shoulders: "If the guess is right, then what we have to face is... Corpse King, I am acting with you to prevent accidents. Even if I die, you must live."

Yi Chi's black eyes were cold, and he finally looked at him, and said indifferently: "No need. Just take care of yourself, and don't ask me to collect your body when the time comes."

Tang Zixiu smiled and said nothing, but kept opening the lighter, holding the unlit cigarette in his mouth and watching the flames.

The orange-red flame suddenly burst out, roaring with high temperature, pointing directly at the sky in the shape of a needle, as if it would never burn out...

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After a long time, until Song Nan woke up due to a sore neck, he realized that he had reached his destination.

Tang Zixiu got out of the car and went to the back to emphasize the precautions with others again. Yi Chi sat in the car, holding his head and looking at him quietly.

"Do you still want to rest?" He asked gently. "It will be a hard battle later. It's better not to rest now. If you make a mistake during the battle, you will have no chance to regret it."

Song Nan paused and smiled at him: "Compared to me, the other members should rest more."

Yi Chi reached out and rubbed his head: "Then let's go, get off the car, we have to take another route."

Song Nan nodded and hurriedly got out of the car. When he saw Tang Zixiu approaching and Bei Siwen behind him, he nodded.

Bei Siwen walked over quickly with tears in her eyes, hugged Song Nan hard, and then stuffed him with a lot of snacks, then left with three steps back, returned to the team, and acted according to the plan.

Tang Zixiu sighed softly, took Song Nan's full arms of snacks and stuffed them into his bag: "Put the snacks here with me first. If you are hungry, tell me and I will give them to you depending on the situation."

Yi Chi chuckled lightly, raised his hand to pinch the back of Song Nan's neck, and rubbed it gently. Looking at his busy appearance, he said sarcastically: "You also said that I am a nanny. Aren't you like this yourself?"

Tang Zixiu bared his teeth and was too lazy to argue with him. He zipped up his backpack, carried it behind his back, and followed him calmly.

Yi Chi no longer had any intention of having fun. He lowered his head, stared at Song Nan's smooth head, and asked, "Nan Nan, do you remember where you met that man?"

Song Nan raised his eyebrows, looked around, scanned the commercial streets with identical architectural styles, and fell into deep thought: "I remember there was a bakery not far away."

Yi Chi stopped, raised his hand, and pointed to the right: "Is that that house?"

Song Nan was stunned. When he saw the store door covered with red handprints, he looked strange and said, "Yes."

Tang Zixiu paused, his mood a little strange, he didn't expect to find the place so quickly.

Suddenly, a breeze blew across the faces of the three of them.

Song Nan closed his eyes unconsciously and felt as if his cheek was being caressed gently, tenderly and lovingly. At the same time, there was a slight moist feeling in the corner of his eyes, as if he was kissed by an invisible person.

The corners of his eyes were crimson, and the color in his eyes was even darker. He opened his eyes blankly, only to find that both Yi Chi and Tang Zixiu's cheeks were scratched. A scarlet gash of five centimeters was drawn from the chin to the corner of the eye, and traces of silk oozed out. The bloody color destroyed the original beauty.

Yi Chi raised his hand, his fingertips stained with blood, and a deep gloom appeared in his dark eyes: "Tang Zixiu, try activating the flame."

Tang Zixiu frowned, obviously noticing something strange about his body: "No."

Yi Chi frowned, took out a syringe filled with red liquid, and threw it to him: "The success of the injection depends on fate."

Without saying a word, Tang Zixiu aimed the injection into his arm. The next second, the veins on his forehead popped out and his pupils were completely filled with red.

"boom!"

The blood-red flames suddenly spread and filled his surroundings.

Tang Zixiu gasped for air, wiped the sweat from his cheeks, looked at the walking corpse in suits and leather shoes that suddenly appeared in front of him, and gave an evil smile: "Long time no see~"

After saying that, he took out the dagger from his waist and slammed it out.

The walking zombie roared, not afraid of the bloody flames, and rushed towards him instantly: "Roar!"