Along the way, Chen Yu drove the car, and Xiaohu sat silently in the passenger seat, wondering why he was brought out.

As the days passed, Xiaohu also felt that the young man next to him had grown rapidly. From limping into the city before to leading a team to survive now, it was a qualitative leap.

On the other hand, he was still standing still, and even because he was seriously injured, he had to choose to have his legs amputated in order to survive, which later made him unable to even shoot arrows.

Although Dazhuang gave him a modified crossbow when they parted ways, every time he raised an arrow with one hand, his speed was much slower after all.

There was even one time when a teammate died in front of him because the installation was too slow...

Even if it only took two seconds, Xiaohu was too late. He finally killed the zombies, but he could only hold the cold corpses of his teammates and sit there alone.

He couldn't figure out why God insisted on targeting him alone. The apocalypse broke out and his family died tragically in front of his eyes. Although he was saved by Uncle Wa and met a large group of good people, those people insisted on forcing him to learn to use a gun.

At that time, Xiaohu was still in his teenage years, and he easily got into trouble and was unwilling to put himself in another person's shoes. He kept everything in his heart and refused to talk to others. As time went by, it became more and more strange.

Although Xiaoyin often teases him, the age difference between the two is several years. In addition, they are in adolescence, so it is normal to secretly have a slight affection for Xiaoyin, but the other party completely treats him as a younger brother.

In addition, the person Xiaoyin likes is also Brother Xiao, whom Xiaohu truly admires. In this way, he likes to hide himself even more.

But the current environment is different. Everyone is trying to survive, and no one has time to act as a psychological teacher to persuade him. Even living is very difficult, so who has time to care about this.

It was precisely because of these reasons that Chen Yu took advantage of this opportunity to take Xiaohu on a long trip. Uncle Wa also gave him an ultimatum in private. If he didn't look back, just give up on him.

After all, keeping a future demon by your side would be extremely irresponsible to anyone around you.

At that time, Chen Yu also asked Uncle Wa if this was a bit too much, but the latter's answer made it difficult for him to refute.

Uncle Wa said in a deep voice at that time: "The couple that day had no power to fight back. In order to reassure us, the two of them even chose to tie their hands. But even in this situation, Xiaohu still chose to follow quietly and kill them. They killed brutally."

In the end, Uncle Wa even said that if he hadn't thought that he was one of his own, then after seeing the death of the couple, Uncle Wa would have been ready to send Xiaohu on his way.

After hearing the description, Chen Yu also felt a little psychologically uncomfortable, because the cause of death was not a single blow, but a crossbow arrow that penetrated the hamstrings of the two people, leaving them to be eaten alive by zombies.

From the perspective of a doomsday environment, this way of death is the most tortured. The screams at that time were deafening, and Uncle Wa regretted it. After all, he originally thought that the little tiger slipped out late at night to hunt for food.

When he heard that it was a human being, it was already too late to rescue him.

In the end, when Uncle Wa grabbed Xiaohu and came to the body that had been chewed down to only the bones, Xiaohu continued to quibble. It was not until Uncle Wa said that he had been following him that the other party remained silent.

All this made Xiao Jiu very upset. Although Xiaoyin knew that Xiaohu had done something wrong, the details were not very detailed, so she didn't take it to heart.

But even so, Xiao Jiu, Uncle Wa and Xiaoyin never thought of giving up on the boy and tried to bring him back to the right path.

......

The car drove smoothly, and Chen Yu didn't bother to talk to Xiaohu on the way, and just concentrated on driving his own car.

After walking for almost two hours, Chen Yu glanced at the fuel gauge, took out the crumpled map from his pocket and looked at it. Then when he reached the next intersection, he drove straight to the left.

Seeing this, Xiaohu hesitated and reminded: "You are driving the wrong way, we should go to the right."

Hearing this, Chen Yu picked up the map, held the steering wheel with both hands and said in a deep voice: "What's wrong with the road? It depends on how we, the drivers, choose."

When Xiaohu heard this, he also understood that Chen Yu was nodding at him, so he simply turned to look out the window and said nothing.

After walking on a bad road for about half an hour, Chen Yu drove slowly to an abandoned town.

Then Chen Yu stopped on the side of the road and opened the door. Then he went to the trunk, took out an iron bucket and two oil extraction tools, and said calmly: "Are you waiting for me to open the door for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaohu also walked down. The sudden cold wind made him a little unhappy and said: "Can't we drive directly? Why did we stop halfway..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiaohu saw the oil drum in his hand and understood immediately.

There was no other way. Xiaohu opened the back seat and was about to find some thick clothes to put on when he heard a voice: "Stop looking, where did the clothes come from? If you want to keep warm, go find them yourself instead of waiting to get ready-made clothes." "

After closing the door and locking the car, Chen Yu carried the bucket and walked towards the entrance of the town, completely ignoring the people behind him.

At this time, Xiaohu stood beside the car and shouted loudly: "I don't have my crossbow with me. What should I do if I encounter danger while searching for supplies?"

Chen Yu walked straight forward without stopping for a moment. He replied coldly: "You just lost a hand. Are you just waiting for others to feed you?"

Hearing this, Xiaohu had no choice but to follow him quickly. As the contact continued, he didn't understand at all why Chen Yu was suddenly so indifferent to him, as if he had become a different person.

We were all good friends who talked and laughed before, but why did we suddenly become strangers?

But there was no way. Now in the wild, if he wanted to survive, he would definitely not be able to fight alone. Even if he was a little unhappy, he could only follow Chen Yu.

While walking, Xiaohu looked at the town. It didn't look big. It was located at the foot of the viaduct. It seemed like there were only old-fashioned houses built along the roadside, and there were no gas stations at all.

The road on the ground is basically crushed by large cars, with potholes everywhere, and a few zombies appear on both sides of the road from time to time.

But Chen Yu only killed two of them with stones, while the others walked around behind them and kicked them suddenly.

Seeing the two zombies approaching, Xiaohu, who had only one hand left, was completely panicked. He shouted loudly: "Hey, if I die, Brother Xiao will not let you go!"

But Chen Yu was completely deaf and concentrated on pulling the door handle of the abandoned car on the roadside.

Seeing this, Xiaohu gritted his teeth, picked up a brick on the ground with his right hand, and gradually stepped back.

Only now did he understand that this trip was not about simply going back and moving things, because when he first wanted to bring weapons, Xiaoyin said that they were all in the car and had been prepared in advance, and asked him to just get in the car.

But now I saw that not only him, but also Chen Yu didn't have any weapons.

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