Chapter Eleven Explosion

  With a cigarette dangling from his mouth and a box of snacks lifted in his hand, Wu Xiaotian happily put the box of snacks into the car.

  Suddenly, a chill ran down the back of his neck, and when he turned around, he saw a bee the size of an adult's fist flying towards his neck. He dropped the box, drew his sword, but the bee was even faster, giving Wu Xiaotian no time to breathe.

  Just as the bee was about to sting Wu Xiaotian, Wu Xiaotian dodged the attack with a sidestep and swung his sword at the bee. However, if the bee were that easy to hit, it wouldn't be a bee. The bee flew high and flashed past Wu Xiaotian's attack.

  The bee came at Wu Xiaotian again, and this time he didn't dare hold back. He drew his hidden dagger from its sheath, and Wu Xiaotian used all his skills, but still couldn't hit the detestable bee.

  Forced to fight back while retreating, he was gradually pushed against a shelf. The bee, however, continued its relentless attack.

  Tang Dao and Zang Dao were in perfect sync, but the bee suddenly saw an opportunity to attack Wu Xiaotian's face. Wu Xiaotian abruptly leaned back. The empty shelves lost their balance due to Wu Xiaotian's movement.

  One by one, the shelves fell down.

  Wu Xiaotian silently cursed "damn it".

  The bee seemed to be affected by the airflow brought up by the collapse of the shelves, Wu Xiaotian found it urgently, but did not forget the enemy in front of him. Tang Dao cut horizontally, cutting the bee in half with one knife.

  Wu Xiaotian didn't even bother to look at that single bee and turned around to rush towards the car.

  Just ran to the driver's seat of the car, and the wandering zombies in the distance were attracted by the sound of the shelf falling.

  Only the zombies that were wandering around in twos and threes originally, but because of the sound of the shelves falling, they thought there was food and crazily gathered at the entrance of the supermarket, and Wu Xiaotian had just inserted the key.

  The zombies found delicious food in the white iron skin and surrounded it together.

  The white Chang'an mini van was soon surrounded by zombies three layers deep inside and out.

  Wu Xiaotian knew that if he didn't take action, more zombies and even powerful mutated zombies would come to greet him. But now it was impossible to go out, and walking was not an option, leaving Wu Xiaotian at a loss for what to do with his hands and feet.

  Never mind, start the car first. The roar of the car engine made the surrounding zombies even more frantic, desperately using their arms to slap the windows and doors. The windshield in front was an object of special attention for the zombies.

  Looking at the zombies of different shapes outside the windshield, Wu Xiaotian had never carefully observed them before. Some had broken hands and feet, and their faces were even more varied, with some having no skin on their faces, revealing ferocious teeth. Some eyeballs fell out, only connected by blood vessels. Some nasal bridges collapsed, leaving only two nostrils. This was something that couldn't be achieved in movies or games.

  He stepped on the brake with his right foot, then pressed the clutch pedal hard and shifted into neutral gear. The rear wheels started spinning. However, without initial speed, it couldn't move forward directly. The sound of the rear wheels screeching against the ground was deafening. Wu Xiaotian didn't care, slowly shifting into first gear, second gear, all the way to sixth gear, then releasing the brake. (I'm crazy, forgive me everyone), and saw that the zombies in front were directly pushed open.

  The car started moving forward, but a large number of zombies followed behind. Wu Xiaotian was helpless and began to circle around with a group of zombies on his tail.

  The car sped faster and faster, but the zombies gathered more and more.

  They circled back to the entrance of the supermarket, but the zombies following behind had already numbered in the hundreds. Just as he turned his head, he discovered a gas station, which made Wu Xiaotian extremely excited.

  The gas station here is only about 100 meters away from home. If it explodes, our own house will also be affected. It would be better if it were a bit further away!

  At this moment, I suddenly thought that about 500 meters away from here, there was also a gas station. The gas station had previously had a dispute with customers and Wu Xiaotian had stopped to watch, slowing down the car speed, while the zombies kept chasing after the car at a steady pace.

  With hundreds of zombies at his tail, Wu Xiaotian thought about how to escape if there was an explosion. To know that the power of a household gas cylinder exploding is like 150 kilograms of TNT explosives, let alone a gas station's power. How big would that be? Wu Xiaotian couldn't imagine it, but it must be very terrifying. Never mind, anyway, now there are no media to report this event, and no one will get hurt, after all, until now, Wu Xiaotian hasn't found a single survivor.

  If there are indeed survivors nearby, then all I can say is "Rest in peace."

  He pulled out a switchblade from his pocket and the roll of paper he had found in the car, saying fiercely: "I hope my recovery ability is really that strong." He gritted his teeth and slashed his wrist with a loud cut.

  The blood that gushed out quickly stained the entire roll of paper red. The zombies, upon smelling the bloody smell, all quickened their pace.

  In less than a minute, the wound on his wrist had healed. The gas station was also approaching.

  The bloody smell emanating from the car attracted more zombies, and even zombies have a mentality of following the crowd. Looking at the increasing number of zombies in the rearview mirror, Wu Xiaotian sighed.

  Arrived, only saw the gas station, with two or three zombies gathered at the entrance. First, threw the blood-soaked toilet paper to the gas station entrance.

  The zombies behind also ran towards the rolling paper at the gas station entrance as Wu Xiaotian had expected.

  He pulled out the 54 pistol from his waist and held it in his hand, silently counting down the time. The 54 pistol in his hand emitted a spark of evil fire.

  When a foul smell of coal gas was detected in the nose, the throttle was opened and went out.

  In the rearview mirror, only a dozen or so zombies were following, and he felt at ease. Looking ahead, there were only two or three cars behind, and he pulled down his pants to use his belt to secure the steering wheel and accelerator. Wu Xiaotian climbed into the cargo compartment of the car. He opened the rear hatch, gazing out at the zombies surrounding the gas station, crazier than a woman on a shopping spree, with guns aimed at the sign above the gas pumps, one shot...

  Missed again, he cocked the hammer once more and the bullet scraped against steel, producing sparks.

  In an instant, the raging fire engulfed the gas station and the zombie horde. Wu Xiaotian hastily sat in the driver's seat, ignoring everything else, frantically turning the steering wheel, trying to find a place to take cover.

  "A loud boom", a huge sound accompanied by shock waves, the car driven by Wu Xiaotian was directly overturned, and all the glass of residential buildings within 400 meters around the gas station were shattered. The shops where the gas station was located disappeared directly, not to mention those flesh-and-blood zombies.

  Wu Xiaotian struggled out of the overturned car and now he is deaf in both ears.

  Only eyes can see that magnificent mushroom cloud.

  He knew he had to leave immediately, or else he would be torn apart by the zombies attracted by the explosion. After putting away the Tang knife, hidden knife and pistol in the driver's seat, he didn't care about the supplies on the car and ran quickly along another road back home.