Song Kexin has been in a state of high-intensity mental stress since she left Ruihua Community.
Xie Ning knew very well that in this case, she must be given proper rest.
"Don't worry, your sister and I are pretty good at driving. I will definitely bring you to the Song Family Pavilion safely."
Song Kexin nodded, but kept staring at the scene outside the windshield.
Along the way, there were wandering non-human species everywhere. Occasionally I saw a few normal people, all of them fleeing in panic.
Song Kexin's eyes fell on the front, where a car was leaning against a lamppost on the roadside, looking very desolate.
"Just stop there, Mom." Xie Ning pointed to the two silver cars.
Song Kexin looked extremely nervous, "Yes, there is a zombie sister."
"I know." Xie Ning glanced at her, "Mom just chopped up a zombie independently, and now it's your turn. Where's the long-handled kitchen knife I gave you earlier?"
Song Kexin pursed her lips, "I, I, I, just now, just now..."
Xie Ning stared at her seriously, "Song Kexin, have you remembered the first and second rules of survival?"
"Remember." Song Kexin nodded repeatedly, "The first rule is not to pick people randomly, so as not to pick white lotus flowers and white-eyed wolves. The second rule is not to be afraid of ghosts and monsters, go up and beat him with a socialist iron fist until he screams."
Song Youai's expression of concentration on driving clearly showed signs of cracking.
[Is this a survival formula written by my daughter?]
[What did my daughter learn in one year of college!]
[The teacher teaches you how to steal oil? Also teaches you how to fight?]
Xie Ning didn't notice Song You'ai's distraught face and nodded seriously, "Now I'll teach you the third rule. Never throw away the weapon in your hand at any time. It's better to throw away the food than the weapon."
She took out a long-handled kitchen knife from her feet and handed it to Song Kexin, "You just made the most fatal mistake. When you got off the small cargo, you only ran away with the milk and dried meat, completely forgetting that your weapon was still in the car.
superior."
Song Kexin held the kitchen knife, her little hand trembling, "I, I'm going to chop the zombies?"
"Yes." Xie Ning nodded, "complete it independently."
"Mom, don't get off." Xie Ning waited for the car to stop, hooked her hand towards Song Kexin, and motioned for her to get out of the car together.
Song Kexin swallowed her saliva, followed her sister furtively with her knife in her arms, and looked around.
"Where are you looking? Here." Xie Ning pointed to the car in front of her.
Through the car window, Song Kexin happened to see the man in the driver's seat, lying on the passenger seat, crunching and biting something.
Turning his head, the man's mouth was full of blood, and his whole face looked particularly ferocious.
The woman in the passenger seat had a big gash in her throat, and something was dripping down.
With her hair disheveled and a pair of empty eyes wide open, she was already dead and could no longer die.
Song Kexin felt nauseated and was about to vomit out the dried milk and meat she had just eaten. She also rolled her eyes and fell back involuntarily.
Xie Ning rushed forward, pinched her sister, and spoke sternly with a cold face, "Don't faint. After cutting, you will vomit. After vomiting, you will faint again. I will drag you to the car."
Song Kexin:???
Is this her kind and cute little fairy-like sister?
no!
This is a ruthless woman...
"I'll take care of the first two, and you take care of the back." Xie Ning opened the door and at the same time, the long knife instantly pierced the male zombie's head.