Welcome to the survival game simulator

The player shakes the bread in his hand, then bites off half of it in one bite.

"Are you worthy of food?" He patted Xiao Zhou's face with the packaging bag, "Bitch."

Xiao Zhou pursed his lips, not daring to take out any more, for fear of being snatched away again.

"When we fought the zombies desperately, you were relaxed."

The man was clearly resentful and didn't want to let Xiao Zhou go.

Xiao Zhou raised his head and said stubbornly: "I have given you so much information before, and my gold finger can't protect myself. If I don't hide, am I going to die?"

The player pulled Xiao Zhou's hair, and the driver in front quickly reminded: "Be quiet, we have to be careful of zombies."

"I have my measure."

Xiao Zhou looked at the man with a pale face, and there were waves of pain in his scalp.

"I think you're quite capable. With your broken news, it's worth our lives and deaths for you? Who do you think you are?"

The player slapped Xiao Zhou hard, while the others were just watching the show with cold and indifferent eyes.

The car was driving smoothly on the road, only Xiao Zhou's slight sobbing sound could be heard from time to time.

Song Qi didn't care when he saw the people following him, and he had to go this way to go to the Hongyun base.

The car stopped suddenly, Song Qi looked up, Feng Yin's hand was holding the steering wheel, and his veins were bulging.

The zombies walking in front were the same as the ones they saw last night, but because it was daytime, they could see them more clearly, and they were really disgusting.

The zombie's bulging skin was exposed, showing a faint turquoise color. Song Qi used the chopping knife to chop up the zombie last night, and washed the knife back and forth three times.

"A lot." Lin Jiahui scratched the car window.

The players behind also saw it.

They knew how disgusting these zombies were. They smelled like canned herring. The group of zombies blocked their way, and they couldn't drive past them.

Feng Yin moved the car back, level with those players.

Qi sneered and said, "It really doesn't hurt at all."

Players got out of the car one after another, ready to deal with the zombies.

In Xiao Zhou's car, she was dragged down forcefully. Seeing those tall and burly zombies, Xiao Zhou breathed lightly.

Song Qi turned around when he heard the movement behind, and saw Xiao Zhou's red and swollen face and messy hair.

The bulging zombies slowly approached them. The leader stretched his neck and walked over with the iron rod.

When passing by Song Qi and the others, he gave them a cold look.

The four of Song Qi also went over, and saw that the leader was the first to bear the brunt, an iron rod mixed with lightning, poking into the abdomen of the zombie with a puff.

Green pus and blood dripped down, and the leader was also very sick. It was too dark last night to see clearly, but today I can see clearly.

Qi stood aside to ensure his own safety, and frowned when he saw the zombie like that.

A slight stench permeated the surroundings, and someone began to cover their noses.

"This thing is really not something that humans should deal with." The player said dissatisfied.

Instead of zombies like their opponents, they are more willing to deal with ordinary ones.

The zombie walking in the front fell, and the leader cut off its head.

The group of zombies behind started roaring, expressing their dissatisfaction.

"That person is a bit capable." Song Qi said to them.

The leader is powerful, honest and honest, his behavior is completely out of line with his appearance, he is decisive and ruthless, not easy to provoke.

After putting this label on him, Song Qi also made a move, and the four of them still used the trick from last night.