Sinopec service area.
Liang Shaoguang was habitually shirtless, squatting on the front of a truck blocking the road and looking at cigarettes.
The dark red fireworks flickered on and off, shining brightly and dimly on the face.
The sky is getting dark much faster than usual. Since the apocalypse broke out, it has been impossible to judge the time by looking at the sky.
Liang Shaoguang looked at the fields in the distance with a worried look, and on the other side was the small town with white walls.
"hiss."
His fingers felt hot, causing him to take a deep breath subconsciously.
The crumpled cigarette had been burned out, and Lao Liang, who was distracted, realized that the cigarette butt had burned his fingers.
"You don't know how to run away and smoke!"
Aunt Zhou suddenly complained from behind. She was twisting her wet vest in her hands and glared at the embarrassed Liang Shaoguang angrily.
"There's an oil tank behind you. What do you want to do if it explodes?"
"I see that you have been absent-minded these past two days, and you have caused everyone to block the road and build sacks. What on earth do you want to do?"
Liang Shaoguang sighed softly and stamped out the cigarette butt.
Standing on the front of the car, he was facing Aunt Zhou and was about to speak.
Suddenly his expression changed and his nose twitched rapidly.
Then he suddenly turned around and stared at the wind-swept fields.
The muscular tendons on his body tightened instantly.
After the apocalypse, weeds grew rapidly, and some of these tenacious weeds even grew to the height of half a man.
Nothing visible, nothing unusual.
"What are you surprised about?"
Although Aunt Zhou behind her said so, she jumped directly onto the roof of the car and stood side by side with him.
The picture is strange. She looks like a peasant woman, but her movements are as flexible as an acrobat.
Zhou Fengling held her breath carefully. She knew that Lao Liang was not the kind of person to make a fuss.
Although there was nothing unusual at first glance, she knew Liang Shaoguang's ability.
Just because you can't see it doesn't mean you can't hear it.
"Paint smell! Very strong paint smell!"
Liang Shaoguang twitched his nose crazily, a little panicked.
"Nearby, it must be nearby!"
Smelling left and right, the increasingly rich smell of wood made him extremely anxious, and his eyes were filled with fear.
"You can tell me which position!"
Zhou Fengxiang lowered his voice and looked at him anxiously. She did not have a unique perception like Lao Liang. She was just the most ordinary awakened person of the physical strengthening system.
"I do not know!"
Liang Shaoguang was extremely irritable. He could only ask about the smell of the monster, which was far and near, but he could not see or hear it.
"Stay here and don't move!"
"I'll look around the wall!"
"If it does come again, you know what to do!"
After saying that, Lao Liang jumped off the roof of the car and sniffed along the edge of the fence that had just been blocked with sandbags.
....
At the place where the sandbags were being carried, Li Xiang took the sandbag from the man with glasses with a face full of resentment. The shirt on his body was so dirty that he couldn't even see it.
"He is the only idiot among these idiots!"
"There's no point in moving these sandbags! He still expects to use these sandbags to block zombies!?"
Glasses wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at him weakly.
"Okay, my big boss, stop complaining. If he hears it and beats you up, I can't save you."
"He is an awakened person after all. Let's follow him to survive."
"I'm just following him. If this waste hadn't been..."
Li Xiang suddenly shut up, lowered his head, took the sandbag, and packed it up honestly.
Not far away, Liang Shaoguang bent over and ran as fast as crazy, his nose kept twitching as if he was looking for something.
Like a gust of wind.
Li Xiang watched Liang Shaoguang run to the other side and then sneered and said without looking back:
"Hey, did you see that? That guy just looked for shit like a dog."
"I was still lying on the ground smelling it. It really made me laugh to death."
No one answered.
Li Xiang turned his head in confusion, only to find that the man with the eyes had jumped out of the dirt bag.
Through the gap, he could vaguely see the man standing stiffly on the grass with his back to him.
He frowned, opened his mouth, and asked the man with glasses:
"Why don't you say anything? That guy ran away long ago."
"I didn't know you were afraid..."
"1"
A doll-like voice suddenly sounded.
Li Xiang was surprised and looked around for the source of the sound, but through the gap he saw the man with glasses trembling and pointing at his feet.
"Something...something suddenly appeared in me..."
"2"
The doll's voice continued to sound emotionless, and the man with glasses trembled and couldn't help but want to leave the place.
Using his hands and feet, he suddenly turned back and quickly tried to climb onto the sandbag.
With a face full of fear, the man with glasses begged Li Xiang to pull him up.
"Quick! Pull me up!"
"3"
"Where? What! What are you talking about!?"
Li Xiang looked at the man with glasses in confusion. From his angle, he didn't see anything strange.
There is only green on the lush grass.
He subconsciously approached the sandbag, then stepped on the sandbag, grabbed the bespectacled man's hand, and pulled it inward with all his strength.
"Blockhead."
As the doll's sound rang out, the man who had already stuck his head out and crawled half back onto the sandbag suddenly trembled.
Before Li wanted to express his doubts.
"Crunch."
The bespectacled man's neck began to stiffen and slowly turn, and his head slowly turned behind him like a puppet.
The flesh on the neck wrinkled and then cracked during the twisting, until there was a crisp sound from the spine, and the head hung down weakly.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Screaming fear.
Li Xiang had never seen someone turn his head behind his back. He panicked and let go of the bespectacled man's right hand, unable to help but scream loudly.
"Plop."
After letting go, the still warm body fell to the ground, revealing the blocked view.
In the thick grass, there was a motionless puppet like a low-quality toy that had been discarded casually. The eyes smeared with white paint were a bit funny.
Eyes facing each other.
"3"
The voice spoke, this time speaking to him.
