Extreme Yama System

Zhao Quan's decision is the final decision. The two younger brothers were always unconditional obedience. This is trust and a belief in life and death. Even the two women smiled and started to prepare the supplies. They always followed, and they had long regarded Zhao Quan and the three as their children.

In the doomsday, this small family, who had no blood relationship with each other, but shared life and death, quickly packed up and began to embark on the dangerous journey to France.

This move was sincerely sent by everyone in the settlement.

The soul-suppressing general is the messenger who travels the world under the seat of the **** Yama, and shoulders the dawn of the rise of mankind. Not only to spread the glory of the gods, but also to explore the dilemma for the fearlessness of mankind. At this moment, Zhao Quan and the three seemed to be shining brightly, so great that they made countless people cry. Because everyone understands where Zhao Quan is going and what they are going for.

"The three Lords of Soul Requiem, please have a drink of this bar before you set off. This is what you told me, saying that it is your oriental custom. It can bring good luck, and I hope you can return safely." The man in power is a businessman, a businessman of great ability and compassion. He is also a friend recognized by Zhao Quan. At this time, carrying a tray with five wine glasses on it, he came to see him off.

"Max, thank you for your wine. We'll be back. But you can't stay here any longer. Believe me, the zombies in the west have already begun to migrate east. You stay here. Go, Huaxia over there has risen up now, there is land and materials there, and you need your help very much. However, the road to the past is a bit long."

"Zhao Quan, my friend. How can I not believe your words? We have already started preparing to leave. Let's go to Huaxia as you said. But there will be several repairs along the way to collect supplies. Otherwise, we will not be able to reach Huaxia. .so......"

Zhao Quan drank the wine in his hand and said loudly, "So, see you later in China!"

After he finished speaking, he got on the tricycle and rushed out with force, disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Brother, do you think we can meet the survivors again this time?" Li Sirui leaned on the drag bucket of the tricycle with a thatch in his mouth, and asked leisurely towards Zhao Quan who was pedaling.

"It's possible, after all, the vitality of human beings is beyond imagination. But it's relatively small." Zhao Quan turned his head and glanced at the thatch on his third brother's mouth, and replied with a smile.

The three brothers all smoke now, but the cigarettes are not shared. Whoever is lucky and finds it will be divided into three parts, and whoever finishes the draw first will not have to draw. At this point, the three brothers are clearly separated.

Li Sirui is the most addicted to smoking, and every time he is the first to finish smoking. No one listened to him if he asked. I can only get used to holding a thatch in my mouth to satisfy my cravings. Even Zhao Quan always felt that his third brother was hovering at the limit of quitting smoking.

Fan Mingkai pouted and said, "It's theoretically possible. France has become so rotten. The zombies inside are still weird things. It's enough to put it in a place like China where martial arts are prosperous now, not to mention these foreign devils? And it's fast now. Twenty-five years have passed, if anyone still lives in any French city, I, Fan Mingkai, will convince him in person!"

And just when Zhao Quan and the others started to drive towards France on a tricycle, the survivors that they said existed theoretically actually existed. Although very little.

Eric, an ordinary coffee shop waiter. He was a young man who had just turned sixteen when the disaster happened, and now he is almost forty-five.

What a horrible memory that was. Even now, Eric always wakes up in a dream, shaking in a cold sweat. Even he sometimes wondered if he had been in a nightmare and never woke up.

In the beginning, Eric hid in the warehouse of the store with the two customers in the coffee shop and the owner of the store. Luckily, it was not discovered by the infected people on the street.

The initial communication interruption and extreme panic spent the first three days with heart-rending screams outside.

For the past three days, several people have relied on the bread and drinks in the warehouse. But couldn't wait any longer. Because the food, drink and Lazarus are all here, the warehouse has become foul smelling, and they are worried about being infected by the breeding germs. Several people decided to leave the warehouse and take them outside to seek help or the protection of the army.

However, after a few people dared to climb out of the warehouse from the skylight, in just five days, the truth gave them a few slaps in the face.

The whole city is over, and even the radio says that the whole of France is over, maybe the whole world is over.

On the sixth day after coming out, one of the customers accidentally fell due to a high fever and was torn to pieces by the zombies who were chasing him, and died.

On the seventeenth day, Eric's boss, the fat man Denis, was trapped in the grocery store by several zombies who suddenly rushed in because he coveted a bottle of vodka in the grocery store, and also died. But maybe it's because I'm too fat. Before the zombies had time to tear him apart, he had already become an infected body, joined the ranks of the zombies, and roamed endlessly.

the next five years. Eric and the remaining customer named Gérard became hard-core allies, living together in this huge zombie city.

They have witnessed the battle between the army and the zombie group, and they have also witnessed a large number of survivors fleeing together. Of course, no one can get out, and no one can get in. The horrific corpse seemed to drown everything.

They survived by luck. Before and after I found a lot of warehouses of large supermarkets, as well as several low-power solar drinking water purifiers, and stayed on the roof of an abandoned building.

Of course, their luck didn't stop there.

Forty days after the disaster began, Eric and Gérard awakened together. Eric's ability is telekinetic control, and Gerard's ability is water control. Two very powerful abilities~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Based on the above luck, they only persisted for five years.

But luck is purely illusory. Good luck today does not mean good luck all the time. Therefore, at the beginning of the sixth year, Gerard was unfortunately bitten on his calf by an alienated beast mouse that suddenly came out of the corner during a battle with zombies, and took the slap away. piece of meat.

So Gérard died. dead. The alienated beast mouse left him not only a wound but also a large number of terrifying bacteria. This is almost a terminal illness in today's world. Even the psychic can't bear the terminal illness. So half a month later, Eric personally cremated his friend who had been with him for five years.

after that. Eric is on his own in a one-man show struggling to survive in this gigantic city. Relying on his supernatural abilities and his persistence in survival, he actually allowed him to vacate a small farm in that abandoned high-rise building!

The changes in the city made Eric terrified all the time. He knew he was going to die after all. Because since six years ago, the zombies in this city have become more and more powerful. Even ordinary zombies that could be easily crushed in the past can now spit two flames. Not to mention those super zombies as huge as buildings.

Eric carefully avoided these super zombies. He doesn't even stop at one place unless some work is necessary on the farm. Worry about leaving too much smell and being stared by zombies.

To be honest, Eric was about to lose his hold. The psychological fear and loneliness made him want to kill himself several times. He was eagerly looking forward to having the same kind appear in his field of vision. This has become his greatest luxury.