Bug Master In Doomsday

Looking in the direction of Wang Mang’s fingers, there were a few cars scattered in the carport with the green roof. Among them, two brand-new heavy motorcycles were the most conspicuous, with a hideous front, a streamlined car body and two thick silver ones. The exhaust pipes show that the horsepower of the car is absolutely good.

"Xiaoying, do you know how to drive a motorcycle?" Wang Mang lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long smoke dragon. "I only drove an electric car before, not a motorbike," Liu Ying was a little excited and worried. ,

"It's okay, open the same, the throttle is the same to the end." Wang Mang dropped his cigarette butt, and sat on a big red heavy motorcycle. He twisted the key and the throttle. The motorcycle's engine sent a "boom boom" of steel. The roar of the beast,

That large block with thousands of zombies, if Wang Mang ran to the destination on two legs, Wang Mang would not have this confidence. He rose to the second rank and his strength was doubled, but he was not a fool. Shaking a group of thousands of lost animals, this is not a breakthrough, this is suicide.

Wang Mang let Liu Ying get on a motorcycle. He taught Liu Ying how to put in gear, how to steer, and how to change gears. Liu Ying learned very quickly. After all, his strength is also the pinnacle of first-order, mental control ability, and physical reaction ability are all required. Much better than ordinary people,

Wang Hu is driving another heavy motorcycle with one hand and holding his knife in the other. Liu Ying is still a little rusty driving the car. Wang Mang is sitting in the back, wearing heavy armor and holding steel. gun,

The three drove to the crossroads of the block. After the crossroads, there was a large road with zombies. Both motorcycles slowed down. Both Liu Ying and Wang Hu looked at Wang Mang seriously, waiting for Wang Mang’s Instructions, after all, this trip, life or death is unknown!

With fortitude in Wang Mang's eyes, he suddenly tugged at the corner of his mouth and smiled. He held the spear high in his left hand and waved forward, "Kill"

The two steel beasts let out a low roar, "buzzing" the broad and deep black tires on the gray concrete street, leaving two long burnt black tire marks, rushing to the crossroads, Liu Ying is a little rusty Controlling the steering of the front of the car, Wang Hu came with a cool and elegant appearance. As soon as he turned to the large street, the three of them were stunned. This...this...

There are too many zombies!

On a large highway about fifty meters wide, densely packed zombies gathered together. Most of them were wearing clothes from their lifetimes. There were migrant workers in low-cost work clothes, elites in high-end suits, and aunts of square dancers in colorful dance clothes.

They are all gathered in one group after another. It seems that there are still scattered zombies gathering in the group of corpses. I am afraid that most of the zombies in the entire county have gathered here.

The roaring motor sound, like a melodious music in the ears of the zombies, whether it is eating the rotting monster beast corpse on the ground or swaying aimlessly on the street,

At this time, thousands of zombies with white eyes and white eyes all looked over. They all opened their fangs and bloodshot mouths, roaring fierce and cruel beasts, roaring one after another, and finally The sky merges into a huge roar that pierces the sky;

The group of corpses closest to the motorcycle moved. Hundreds of zombies resembled a group of mad dogs. They ran towards Wang Mang's trio with their teeth and claws. Then, one group after another moved, and thousands of zombies merged into one. A dense group of corpses rushed over;

Both Liu Ying and Wang Hu were a little weak at this time. They killed many zombies, but for the first time they saw a group of thousands of zombies yelling at them at the same time. We are three points weaker on top,

Liu Ying, a girl, was even more so scared that the head of the car shook twice, and the speed of the car slowed down a bit. Wang Mang suddenly tried **** his legs and jumped onto the speeding motorcycle seat.

Wang Mang stood steadily on the cushion, his feet as if nailed to the car cushion, the strong wind brought by the fast motorcycle did not make Wang Mang's figure move a step, Wang Mang looked at the one who was leading the race. The green-skin zombie rushes like a mad dog that has been beaten with hormones at an astonishing speed.

The long spear in Wang Mang's hand was shortened, the barrel became thinner, and the tail became pointed, similar to a black throwing gun, leaning back, with the left arm accumulating force, mobilizing the ant and insect pattern, "Wh," a one-meter-six-long sharp throwing gun flew out. , A sonic boom appeared above the motorcycle,

The steel spear was like a rainbow, like a missile, piercing straight towards the body of the dashing green-skin zombie. The green-skin zombie with a little animal instinct jumped aside, and then continued to run in the direction of Wang Mang and three people. Watching the flying shotgun,

Wang Mang's thoughts moved, and his gun was turned in a direction. He pierced the head of the green-skin zombie with a thunder and thunder, and took its smelly corpse into the solid concrete brick wall, and hit it. Snapping his fingers, the shot spear changed into a sturdy spear, and it flew back to Wang Mang's hand.

"Don't be afraid, there are more than 500 meters left, kill!" Wang Mang raised his spear above his head and let out a roar;

Wang Hu, who is only about 5 meters away from Wang Mang’s car, has already handed in with a few scattered zombies, with a snow-white shot, dancing like tigers and tigers, majestic and majestic, the large group of corpses has left the motorcycle. It's less than 200 meters, this distance will pass in the blink of an eye,

Finally, led by a few zombies with green skin, the group of corpses came! Liu Ying seems to have put life and death out of control at this time, her delicate face has returned to her stubbornness as always, without the fear at the beginning, twisting the throttle with her right hand and condensing the wind blade with her left hand, spotting a zombie, and pulling cold on her neck. Hit, none of the zombies that were hit was not separated from the corpse,

The white locomotive driven by Wang Hu kept hitting the zombies blocking the road. The snow-white body was stained with a thick layer of black blood. The blade of the snow knife formed a blood scar under the scorching sun. , Wang Hu put the knife bar against the front of the car, with his knees against it, and the nearly two-meter Guan knife now turned into a death sickle, cutting the head of a zombie like wheat.

The throwing gun in Wang Mang's hand is like an elite strike missile. The green-skinned zombie appeared in the corpse, and it was a throwing gun that exceeded the speed of sound in its head. Wang Mang threw the throwing gun again and again, and recalled it again and again through mental power. Here, more than 20 green-skinned zombies in the corpse group were slaughtered by guns.

The violent offensive finally eased. The group of corpses that had only a few gaps suddenly became loose. They were scared, and the three of Wang Mang screwed the throttle to the end, and drove straight on the road at a super fast speed of 150 yards. Wang Mang let out a sigh of relief, and sat down with a paralyzed body.

Yu Guang glanced quickly. It seemed that there was a high-level zombie hiding in the group of corpses, commanding them to retreat. Wang Mang was a little surprised. Although he did not see clearly, that one was probably a Tier 3 zombie king. The strength of the rank can already slaughter the three Wang Mang, not to mention the king beast in a zombie group. It is estimated that it is a zombie that focuses on spiritual evolution and will retreat.

Huh.... Good luck. Wang Mang let out a sigh of breath. A pitted black RV and a van with broken glass were parked on the side of the road not far away. Fortunately, groups of corpses seemed to be gathered in the front section of the road. Now, there are not many zombies in the second half of the road when the car is parked.

Under the order of the Zombie King, the corpse group gathered together again, watching the two motorcycles of Wang Mang and three people rushing away, and roaring unwillingly. The distance of more than 500 meters was under the extreme speed of the motorcycle, and it took less than 30 seconds. To the parking place,

Wang Hu opened the wide rear compartment of the RV, and Wang Mang threw in a heavy locomotive weighing more than 500 kilograms in his hand. These two motorcycles will be useful in the future, in case they encounter those monsters, zombies, and escape. Anyhow there is a tool,

Wang Mang unscrewed the key left on the RV, and it caught fire. He greeted Wang Hu in the van. He turned his head while driving the RV and drove down the highway to the outskirts of the city. Wang Mang sat in the driving seat with his mouth in his mouth With a cigarette in my mouth, there is no hunting for zombies, it’s so pleasant.

"Husband, we are out of the county seat, where are we going next?" Liu Ying took the feather duster and carefully cleaned the dust on the quilt.

Wang Mang had already made a detailed plan for the itinerary. “When we leave the suburbs, let’s follow the highway to Longshi. There will be good things there.” Wang Mang let out a smoke ring and planned the next step of the itinerary. ,

"Listen to your husband," Liu Ying did not object to Wang Mang's decision. From before the end of the world to the present, none of Wang Mang's decisions was wrong.

The bumpy, scratched RV drove on the highway for a while, and finally reached the outskirts of the city. At a gas station covered by weeds, it stopped. The car ran out of gas.

After getting out of the car, Wang Mang handed Wang Hu a cigarette. The two of them swayed with their weapons and walked over. Liu Ying stayed in the car clean and sanitary. The RV had been unoccupied for several days, and it was a little dusty.

There was a small convenience store inside the gas station. The glass door was still locked. Wang Mang didn’t say anything. He kicked the lock with one foot. The stainless steel door was kicked upside down, leaving a clear shoe print. , The glass broke all over,

"Wh...what...people?" A young man with a student appearance was holding a kitchen knife in his hand trembling, his legs were still dangling, Wang Hu held a 1.8-meter gate in his hand. A knife, a sturdy body, because he had just hacked a zombie, he unconsciously exuded a murderous aura, Wang Hu was about to step forward and seize the weapon.

Wang Mang's arm blocked his body and said with a gracious smile: "Classmates, let's come in and get some food and drink. By the way, we can put gas in the car, don't you mind."

When the shivering student with a kitchen knife was about to agree, the door of the room on the side opened, and there was an unruly voice.

"No, we discovered this convenience store first. You are not allowed to move a single bit," a boy with a little anger and earrings came out and warned.

"Hehe" Wang Mang's amiable smile cooled down