After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

"understood!"

Bai Yifan nodded approvingly.

The protagonists of many novels play off because they believe in their friends!

A flash of complex emotion flashed in Leng Yebai's eyes, and the scene from the dream appeared before his eyes again.

Leng Yebai tightened his fingers slightly, his face watery.

This time, absolutely will not give anyone a chance!

"Let's eat first!"

Wang Yiyun looked at Bai Anhai.

"okay!"

Bai Anhai immediately got up from the driver's seat, hurriedly ran to the narrow kitchen and started working.

There are ready-made things in the refrigerator, Bai Anhai just needs to take them out and heat them up.

The rich fragrance floated out along the window.

From time to time, someone looked in from the window, and after only one glance, they turned their heads and pretended to be nonchalant.

Because Leng Yebai stood at the window with a cold face, exuding an aura of keeping strangers away.

The rest time of more than an hour passed quickly, and the green garbage truck continued to move forward.

The long queue-like convoy followed behind the green garbage truck and moved forward slowly.

The wind power plant is in an uninhabited place, it is located between S City and Z City, it seems to be a safe place in the early days of the end of the world.

From a distance, you can see a huge three-leaf electric fan, which has stopped spinning.

The huge white fan stands tall, and birds can occasionally be seen staying on it.

Once upon a time, this was the graveyard of birds, and the turning blades were their guillotines.

Now, in just two days, there are bird droppings on the white leaves.

The gate of the wind power plant was open, and dark red blood stains could be vaguely seen at the gate.

As long as there are people, there may be zombies.

The green garbage truck stopped a little further from the gate.

Afterwards, the convoy also slowly stopped.

‘Sister, sit on the bow of the boat, brother, I’ll walk on the shore, swinging on the rope in love——’

Suddenly, a sonorous and powerful ballad came from the garbage truck.

The sound is deafening.

I have to say that my uncle's taste was quite avant-garde decades ago.

The green garbage truck drove slowly towards the wind power plant, and the police car behind the garbage truck did not move.

A window of the police car was opened, revealing the muzzle of a swarthy gun.

Roar--

Three zombies in overalls roared out of the wind power plant, rushing straight at the green garbage truck.

They prey on garbage trucks that make noise.

Uncle Wang didn't panic at all, he lit a cigarette for himself slowly, stepped on the gas pedal with his feet in cotton mop, and the green garbage truck rushed straight towards the three zombies like a green beast.

"Roar--"

The three zombies had ferocious faces, and there was no expression of fear on their faces. For a while, they even thought that they could get a feast of blood.

Boom

The three zombies crashed into the front of the garbage truck in unison, and then drew a perfect arc in the air.

Snapped!

fell to the ground.

The three zombies convulsed violently and died.

"Tsk, it's a good thing it's the end of the world, otherwise I would have to sit in prison!"

Uncle Wang glanced at the three zombies lying motionless on the ground with emotion, and calmly continued to drive into the power plant.

"Hug that hug, hug my sister and get on the sedan chair!"

Uncle Wang updated his songs, and the sonorous and powerful folk song "Big Sedan Chair" was played on the trumpets.

In the magical song of "Hug, Hug", a zombie came out of nowhere and hugged the green garbage truck.

Then, he died under the huge impact of the garbage truck.

The hot-blooded ballad was played repeatedly in the power plant several times, and then Uncle Wang took the car and got on the horn to shout outside.

"Xiao Zhu, it's all right!"

Uncle Wang's voice was bold and hearty, with a bright smile on his face.

Five or six people in police uniforms got off the police car one after another. The leading middle-aged man bowed his head slightly at Uncle Wang, and then led people to search the wind power plant.

The wind power plant is not very big, it is a small three-story building, and there are not many staff stationed inside, only a few electricians to maintain the operation of the machine.

The Spring Festival is almost over, and those who stay are the staff on duty.

On the second floor, a zombie ignored the commotion downstairs, biting at a closed door with a ferocious face.

After Captain Zhu came up, he understood it with one shot.

"The people inside, come out! It's all right!"

Captain Zhu kicked the door open with one kick. It was too dark inside to see clearly. Captain Zhu pointed his gun at the dark room.

"Yes... the army is here?"

The voice of a man inside was trembling.

"It's not the army. I'm the police. We're from City S." Captain Zhu squinted his eyes and looked into the room.

"Policemen?"

The man inside sounded a little excited.

There was a noise in the room, and then a thin man appeared at the door.

There were red blood stains on the man's hands, and his spirit was very depressed.

"How did you do it with your hands?"

Captain Zhu narrowed his eyes, and pointed the gun straight at the man's head.

"This, this wasn't caught by a monster, I accidentally scratched it with a knife!"

The man saw the gun in Captain Zhu's hand, and quickly showed Captain Zhu the scar on his hand.

The scar was a slender cut, obviously a scratch with a knife.

The blood oozing from the wound was bright red, not dark red, and it was not infected.

Captain Zhu checked the wound repeatedly before putting the pistol back into the butt.

"Uncle policeman, rescue is here? So when will these...patients recover?"

A glint of hope flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he looked at Captain Zhu expectantly.

"There is no rescue for the time being, we can only save ourselves!" Captain Zhu glanced at the middle-aged man's hand and said angrily, "Try to protect yourself under special circumstances, those monsters are very sensitive to blood, otherwise this monster would not be here. will not leave!"

It was because of the smell of blood in the room that the zombie did not come down after hearing Uncle Wang's passionate ballad.

"Then, what about the sick person?"

The middle-aged man stared blankly at the zombie lying on the ground at the door.

The zombie's face was distorted, dark blood gushed from its head, and a decaying smell penetrated straight into its nostrils.

"There is no cure!" Captain Zhu sighed slightly, "Have you seen Resident Evil?"

The middle-aged man turned pale slightly, bit his lip, and did not speak for a long time.

"Captain, everything has been cleaned up!"

A man in police uniform came over and spoke to Captain Zhu with a serious face.

"Okay, let everyone come in!" Captain Zhu said.

"yes!"

The young police officer responded and trotted downstairs.

"We are from City S, and we want to stay here for a few days, is that okay?" Captain Zhu asked gently.

On the third day of the last days, there is no need to rob.

"Of course, of course." The middle-aged man stretched out his uninjured hand and shook Captain Zhu's hand, "Hello, my name is He Yunxi, and I'm an electrical engineer here!"

"Hello, just call me Old Zhu." Captain Zhu nodded slightly and emphasized again, "We look about the same age, don't call me Uncle Policeman!"

It sounds weird.

"Okay!"

He Yunxi quickly responded.