"Uh-huh! Uh-huh!"

A warning flute sound suddenly sounded.

The whole camp heard the sound.

"Claire, something has broken into our defense line." Inside the signal car, a young man was sitting in front of the computer, wearing headphones, his hands were quickly operating on the keyboard, and he said to the other side of the headphones.

"Are the zombies coming?" Claire asked in a low voice.

"Wait a minute... that's not a zombie, but... a Camaro!" The young man looked at the image he had summoned and was almost stunned.

"what?"

In the vast yellow sand, Murphy was wearing sunglasses, driving a Camaro with one hand, and holding a strawberry sundae in the other hand.

There was no way, this bad weather was too hot, he had to get something to cool down.

Is there anything more comfortable than eating a strawberry sundae in the scorching desert?

As Bumblebee moved forward, a small motel came into Murphy's sight.

"Red Queen, according to Alice's route, she should arrive at this motel within an hour or two at most to replenish her foster care, right?" Murphy said.

"Yes, sir." The Red Queen's voice appeared in the Bumblebee.

"OK!"

When Murphy drove the Camaro into the motel, what greeted him was... long guns and short cannons.

A group of men, women, and even some children were pointing guns at him.

"You...are you trying to rob?" Murphy threw his sunglasses in the car, took a bite of the strawberry sundae, and got off the Bumblebee.

"Shit! He actually has a strawberry sundae to eat? We can't even guarantee basic food, but he can actually eat a strawberry sundae?"

"I really want to eat it too..."

"Who are you?" A heroic beauty standing at the front said, looking at Murphy seriously.

In this doomsday moment, it is really doubtful that there is someone driving a sports car and eating strawberry sundaes on the road.

"My name is Mo Fei, of Chinese descent, and I am just a survivor of this apocalypse." Mo Fei smiled, glanced at the people who were looking at him eagerly, and said, "There are so many of you, so you are not afraid that I alone can do something to you.

What kind of harm? Believe me, when I was at home, I wouldn’t even dare to kill a chicken.”

Claire made a gesture.

Most people put down their guns and went about their own business.

It was obvious that the beauty in front of her was the leader of the team, so Murphy said to her: "Beauty, I didn't know you were here first. If you don't want me to get close, then I can go outside and wait!"

In fact, the comfort level inside the Hornet is higher than standing outside. At least there is air conditioning inside the Hornet. Although with Murphy's abilities, it doesn't matter whether it's hot or cold.

"What are you doing here?" Claire did not answer Murphy's question, but continued to ask without changing her expression.

"I'm here to wait for someone!"

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Alice!"

"Who is Alice?"

"Well... this question is a long story. I can probably tell you briefly that Alice is my companion."

"Why are you here waiting for her?"

"Beauty!" Mo Fei said helplessly: "Are you sure you need to ask in such detail? You are worried that I am not good for you, and I am also worried that you are not good for me! Don't forget, there are dozens of you, and I only have one

Where are the people!"

"Okay..." Claire thought for a moment, changed the question, and said, "Why are you driving a sports car here?"

"Because I run fast!"

Claire: "..."

What he said was so reasonable that I almost couldn’t refute it... What a ghost!

"A sports car consumes so much fuel? Can you find that much gasoline? And the sports car's protection is so poor, aren't you afraid of being destroyed by zombies?"

"As long as I run fast enough, I can find the next gas station! As long as I run fast enough, those zombies can't catch up with me!"

Claire: "..."

"You..." Claire was about to speak, but was interrupted by Murphy's hand. He raised his neck, looked up at the sky, and said, "You seem to be being watched!"

"What?" Claire was confused. Following Murphy's gaze, she saw that the edge of the motel was unknowingly filled with dense crows.

"Quack! Quack!"

"Quack! Quack!"

"Shit!" Claire cursed and immediately took out the walkie-talkie: "Everyone, get back in the car immediately and roll up the windows! Everyone! Immediately!"

As the leader of the team, Claire obviously has a strong prestige in the team. With her order, everyone started to move.

"What the hell is that?" murmured a man standing next to Claire.

"Someone fed those crows the carrion of zombies, which caused the crows to become super aggressive towards ordinary living creatures!" Claire said angrily.

"Beauty, can't you tell, you know a lot!" Murphy, who was standing next to him, took another bite of the strawberry sundae and said with a smile.

Claire ignored him, directed the men, and immediately got into the car.

Somehow, she felt an inexplicable fondness for this person whom she had only met once, like the soft feeling of spring breeze blowing on her face. But in this end of the world, it made her feel even more strange.

Coupled with all the unreasonable things about this man, Claire has classified him as a dangerous person.

In this cannibalistic hell, love and other things have long been worthless, and survival is the most important thing.

The people in Claire's motorcade moved very quickly, probably because they had been trained in the apocalypse for a long time. In just one minute, everyone got on the bus and hid.

"Hey! Why don't you go hide for a while?"

After seeing the people in her motorcade hiding and finding Murphy still standing in the open air, eating his own strawberry sundae, Claire couldn't help shouting.

Although she felt that this man was a bit strange, he was still a living being no matter what, and she did not want to see him die.

"Quack! Quack!"

"Quack! Quack!"

Abruptly, crows soared into the sky, and the darkness almost obscured the scorching light of the sun.

"Don't worry about me, just hide yourself!" Murphy waved to Claire and the others with a smile, chewed up the strawberry sundae in his hand, and patted the remaining residue on his hand.

"Is that man really stupid? There are so many crows, and he doesn't know how to hide? His car is obviously right next to it!" A sexy little beauty looked at Murphy in confusion: "Does he think those crows are the same as before?

Are the crows the same species?"

"Fuck!" Claire cursed secretly, gritted her teeth and said, "I probably understand why that person is still driving a sports car and eating strawberry sundaes at this time... Because he is a fool, absolutely.

Idiot! The kind who had his brain kicked by a donkey! The fact that he can survive until now is definitely because God has protected him as his own son!"

"Something's not right!" Carlos, the man who had been following Claire, said: "Even the most stupid person will instinctively feel danger, right? Look at his leisurely look, it doesn't look like he is stupid, but

Feel confident!"

"I don't care if he is really stupid or fake!" Claire said: "You will know how powerful he is when he gets pecked by crows a few times! Then he will naturally run into his car and stay!"

Murphy slowly took out a box of cigarettes and a cigar from his jeans, took out a cigar, and held it in his mouth.

"Pulling! Pulling!"

The crows in the sky seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, flapping their wings anxiously and staring directly at Murphy, Claire and the others below with their bloody eyes.

"They are about to attack. I wonder if our car windows can withstand it?" Carlos said with some worry as he watched the crows' formation.

"Start the car! Let's get ready to leave here!" Claire said decisively.

"good!"

"Um... do we need to take him with us?" Sexy little beauty K Matt pointed at Murphy and said.

Although the man looked a little silly, he was really handsome. She didn't really want to see him cut into pieces by crows.

"We're in trouble!" Claire said helplessly: "When we drive there, take him with us! Even if he really has a brain problem, we can't just watch him die!"

only……

When Claire and the others just started the engine, the roar of the engine was like a signal, which immediately caused a riot among the crows.

"Quack!"

"Quack!"

All the crows immediately pressed down on the bird's nest.

The crows in the sky rushed into Claire's car and pecked at the car window with their sharp beaks at the risk of their lives. In just a few moments, cracks appeared on the car windows.

The even scarier thing is that the glass and barbed wire fence of the school bus with the largest number of people have been damaged by crows.

There were about forty people in Claire's group, and there were more than twenty on the school bus, with women, children, the elderly, the sick, and the disabled all on it...
To be continued...