After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

Chapter 269, seven years

The fast motorcycle and the unscrupulous green garbage truck meet each other on a narrow road.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The motorcycle was directly deformed and scrapped, and the green garbage truck was unscathed.

The cold young man sitting on it flew out of the spot and fell hard to the ground.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming's cold eyes were filled with confusion.

Even though he heard the sound of bones breaking on his body, he didn't feel the slightest pain.

Even so, he still lay on the ground for a long time without recovering.

For the first time since the end of the world, he was hit by someone!

"God! Can't you slow down, old Wang? You hit someone again!"

A bluffing sound came from the green garbage truck.

"Um, this young man is retrograde!"

Uncle Wang said weakly.

Uncle Liu rolled his eyes, put his hands on the handles, and was about to get out of the car to help the young man who was knocked into the air.

At this moment, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming got up from the ground.

The scars on his face and body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At his level, even if he doesn't absorb crystal nuclei, he still has a certain self-healing ability.

As long as it is not a burn from a powerful ability, such an impact of this level, all injuries can be healed within one breath.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming looked at the green garbage truck in front of him with a blank expression and the two uncles inside.

"This little brother, I'm sorry!"

Uncle Wang scratched his head in embarrassment.

Recently, Bai Zhengxuan was not at the Huofeng security base, and the elderly group lost one person, so they always felt that something was wrong.

Everyone is hungry and thin!

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming did not speak, his fingers were wrapped in black flames, and a powerful aura instantly enveloped within a radius of ten meters.

A sense of fear instantly spread from my heart, and my heart felt cold.

The faces of Uncle Wang and Uncle Liu changed instantly. It's over, why does this young man look so powerful!

"Old Wang, do you think this young man looks familiar?"

Uncle Liu looked at Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming's face and suddenly remembered something.

"Not familiar!"

Uncle Wang put his foot on the accelerator, ready to run at any time.

This young man looked very powerful, and for the first time he had the urge to let Uncle Wang go.

The two fearless uncles were sitting in the driver's cab obediently, like elementary school students in kindergarten, extremely obedient.

Seeing that Zombie King Zhang Yiming's hostility was getting worse and worse, Uncle Liu finally spoke.

"Is it Xiao Zhang?" Uncle Liu poked his head out of the window of the green garbage truck, "I'm really sorry this time, but you, Uncle Wang, didn't look at the road. For Lao Bai's sake, don't talk to you Uncle Wang cares about it, right?"

Uncle Liu forced a smile on his face, pretending that he didn't see the black flames entangled in Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming's hands.

A few days ago, two photos were pasted on the gate of Huofeng Security Base.

It belonged to Zhang Yiming and Fan Tangtang. He finally remembered that the young man who seemed to have a good relationship with the Bai family before turned out to be the zombie king.

Those two photos have been torn down.

It is said that some teams of supernatural beings in Huofeng Security Base were wiped out in the Zombie Village.

Huofeng security base suffered heavy losses.

Afraid of being retaliated by the zombie king, the base tore down the photo of the zombie king!

Uncle Wang is careless and never looks carefully at things with words.

Fortunately, he glanced at it, otherwise, after today, only Lao Bai will be left in the senior group!

"Old White?"

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming frowned slightly, and the black flame in his hand became slightly dimmer.

The surname Bai always calmed him down quickly.

"Yes! It's Xiao Zhu's grandfather, Lao Bai, and we have a good relationship."

Uncle Liu tried his best to keep a gentle smile on his face.

His hands and legs were shaking quietly.

No way, the one in front of me is the Zombie King!

Today he understood why the team of supernatural beings from Huofeng Security Base died in the Zombie Village.

He was almost suffocated by the zombie king's aura alone.

"It turned out to be one of our own!" Uncle Wang finally realized at this time, "I'm sorry for this young man, the flood really rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and the family doesn't recognize the family!"

No wonder, he felt that the young man in front of him looked familiar.

Moreover, the feeling of impact is exactly the same as that of a certain time.

It turned out that he had bumped into this boy before.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming glanced expressionlessly at the two uncles of the garbage truck, and the flames in his hands disappeared instantly.

He didn't say anything, his body was still entangled with the killing intent, but he left on his own.

"Students, go slowly!"

Uncle Liu pulled the corner of his mouth and greeted him warmly.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming glanced at the green garbage truck and left.

"Old Liu, what are you shaking?"

Uncle Wang looked at Uncle Liu who was shaking like chaff, and blinked.

The aura of that young man just now was so full of aura that it was indeed frightening.

But it's not enough to shake like a dog, right?

"Hehe! Those who don't know are fearless!"

Uncle Liu sneered twice, stopped talking to Uncle Wang, and silently huddled in the passenger seat, trembling.

It was just too scary.

Zombie King, it's too scary.

Uncle Liu silently read a sentence - Long live Lao Bai, and then firmly remembered Bai Zhengxuan's name.

This name is simply a life-saving talisman!

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming tightened his fingers slightly, and his cold face became a little ferocious.

Killing has become a habit.

It is very difficult to restrain yourself suddenly and not to kill.

The only smell Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming could smell was the smell of human flesh and blood.

The mouth keeps secreting some factors that make his stomach crave strongly.

He couldn't bear it anymore.

From the third year of the last days, he began to indulge himself.

No longer restraining himself from devouring flesh and blood, human beings died in his hands like ants.

It has been seven years since he devoured flesh and blood and killed human beings.

The number of humans who died in his hands, and the humans who were fed to zombies by him, is beyond count.

All I know is that in the minds of all survivors, he is the greatest evil.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming was walking on the road, stumbled.

The higher the zombie level, the more sensitive the sense of smell.

He could even smell survivors within kilometers of him.

Seeing Xiao Zhu, the great joy made him forget to devour his flesh and blood for a moment.

Xiao Zhu is here, no matter how bloodthirsty he is, he will not touch flesh and blood.

All his restraint began to crumble after being hit by a garbage truck.

Seven years of indulgence cannot be quit all at once.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming is like a confused child, his eyes gradually brighten, and his eyes when looking around become fierce.

Like a beast waiting for an opportunity to hunt.

The nails dug into the flesh, revealing black blood.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming was a little faster, and quickly walked in a direction where the smell of flesh and blood was not so strong.

My heart was suffering to the extreme, and my mind was full of violent and bloodthirsty impulses.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming gritted his teeth and exhausted all his restraint.

Can't dirty her world.

"Boom!"

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming walked like a drunk man, and bumped into a strong young man at the corner.

"Fuck! Who the hell are you! Are you venting your anger when you walk without looking at the road?"

The young man who was hit was startled, and after regaining his senses, he cursed at Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.

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