I'm the driver in Apocalypse

"I estimate that this boss is a person who specially likes the car, you see, this is not bad than the car museum."

"And, come over and see the door of his home."

Yan Xiaoling walked to another room, and only the position of the door of this building was blocked!

"Hehe, this building is seen from the outside. But it is fake, lie! You see, he seals the door in order to these things, no one can come!"

Made is a lot of emotion.

Yan Xiaoling also sighs, his wife's wife does not manage the management, this is your own man ...

In the moment, Yan Xiaoling was red.

Her heart is in my heart, what is it happened today, I always blew out some strange ideas, there is a zombie outside!

Think of zombies, Yan Xiaoling immediately said:

"Master, what should I do outside of the rolling gate? Do we want to get it to block the zombie?"

Madei shook his head, he walked to the front of the gampers blocked by the brick, watching:

"No! You have to turn it off. If you look at the situation, you will be hard."

"but......"

"Nothing, you went to the store to smell, all the machine oil, the zombies will never come in!"

"Moreover, even if the zombies arrived in the town, their first goals will not be us."

Madei firmly said, and then refers to a small seam exposed by her fingers.

Yan Xiaoling wondered nearly, only the wall is the end, it is the red iron gate.

Chapter 22, good people

This night, Yan Xiaoling slept very well.

After the end of the world, she has been tired of escape and psychological baptism.

Madei gave her a room on the second floor, and there was a big bed in the house. It's enough to sleep two people.

Yan Xiaoling also thought about it, the Masco will not sleep in the middle of the night ...

When she put her head on a fluffy and comfortable pillow, she didn't want to be too tired.

Yan Xiaoling slept, but Ma Dee didn't sleep.

He moved the small stool on the wall, and touched all the rooms and finally found the longitudes.

Static in the cold wall, Madi holds the ax in one hand, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and the eyes are staring at the mobile phone.

The mobile phone screen is Zhang Yang, wife, yourself and daughter.

The wife, Xiao Xiaoting laughed very gentle.

When she laughed, she always had a head, and then naturally pulled her face, neither revealing the teeth and did not laugh very exaggerated, very quiet.

The daughter is very happy.

The sun passes through her tender face with velvet, evenly, all over the body, the whole person is like an angel. A five-year-old child, as long as Mom and Dad are around, they are always happy.

Ma Dee saw very carefully until the mobile phone reminder was so powerless, he took the mobile phone.

Tonight, Madi did not plan to sleep.

He clearly remembers that Yan Xiaoling is in seeing the expression of the red iron gate, fear, fear, worry, and her look at the complicated complexity in his eyes.

Madei knows that Yan Xiaoling wants to say something, and understand why she didn't say it.

The end of the world, zombies, self-discovery ...

These are full of negative emotions, from today, it is not just a word, they are living, like the zombies that are wandering outside.

Madefen believes that it is not a perfect good person.

His self-evaluation is: a good one with thorn!

Although he has been thirty years old, he can't say this whole world. After you live for more than 10,000 days, if you still have a beautiful fantasy, then he is not an intimate person.

The difference between the two is this stab!

And this thorn, his Made is already taking out today.

Good people, good people.

The meaning of these two words is very close, near almost blurred.

Mademan believes that these two words are still different, and good people are in countless TV movies, and they don't need him to describe.

And a good person, but Mademan is a unique styled call.

He doesn't want to be a bad person, and he doesn't want to be a good person.

He felt that it was a good person, and he did not get praises from a good thing, and there was no award. Sometimes it was wronged.

And good people are different.

He often said to himself: I have a good heart, I always prepare for help others, but it is after taking the thorn.

He likes a lyrics, maybe it can represent his point of view, the lyrics are the shot!

Ma Dezu believes that the focus of this lyrics is not "shot", but "should".

He is not good at expressing, but he heselfices know what kind of people are going on, but how to be a good person.

......

Night, getting more and more dark, but mademia almost forgotten his hand.

His eyes were stuck in the wall, and the ax in hand was smashed by him.

, a zombie enters his vision.

This zombie is also very strong, it appears from the left side of the sight, swaying away from the right.

Suddenly, the zombies stopped in the door of the red Tiemen, and it was a little confused, and the mouth was turned out, and the mouth was dull and low.

Seeing this, Madei gently left the stool and walked toward the wooden door behind the ax.

When he closed, he looked up at the dark ceiling, holding a beer bottle on the corner of the door.

At the same time, the red iron gate.

This is a small yard with a wall around, and the door is an air, and it is a few small layouts.

At this point, the middle-aged person who was called the vice captain was sitting in the yard.

The middle-aged man is eating, while the young man is talking, it is said to have a laughter from time to time.

In addition to them, there are several people in the door of the house: two old people, three women, plus a child.

"Try the pillars, you see you to eat! Hey, your eyes are too eye, how can you not waste food, pick me up, give me a meal on the ground, and feed the dog and chicken for a while. "

Middle-aged people have a diagonal eye.

"Hey, I said the second uncle, the old mayor lets you concentrate us all. Can you get the dog, the dog is going into this armed department? This is not a chicken nest?"

The eyeball grains were slightly smashed on the side of the youth.

"Ha ha ha, I don't know this! The old town leader can only iron cherish, you think, people in the town go to the reservoir to see the lively, in case, there is a guy who steals the chicken, but also can't put the town. Whole chicken stole? "

A young jug of mouth.

"Second, Second Uncle! You said that the old mayor didn't come back? I am also in the phone. I haven't played. Every time, Laozi should pick them ... By the way, the wife is. "

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Another youth also complained.

The middle-aged man listened to a smile, he swallowed the meal and smiled:

"Your kid is a fake, then the wife is really, hahaha!"

The youth is so laughing, and I have a speech to tease the youth who wants to pick up my wife.

And when everyone is hungry

"! ! ..."

Tiemen was knocked on the mountain, scared that everyone in the yard was a glimpse.

"What are you doing? Go to open the door, Xu, the captain or the old town is coming back!"

The middle-aged man has drank, and put down the tableware to pick up the sickle.

The middle-aged people are the vice captain of the militia of this town, and the responsibility to assist in safeguarding security is not too sloppy.

This morning, Changqiao Town is very busy. The surrounding people plus more than 200 people in the town, all have a dragon boat in the reservoir.

In order to maintain the premium, the bear went to the reservoir in the early morning. When I left, he explained him, let him pick a few militia to stay in the town, lest who lost the chicken dog.

He is still quite unhappy, and you are all in the excitement, how is it to throw this?

Pick?

Just, Laozi picks up your son, with a piece of it.