The End Is Approaching: People In Yingjiang, Crazy Zero Yuan Shopping

If Kubrick insisted on not going to the vigil, Glenn could have shot him on the spot.

"Glenn, you're avenging yourself!"

Kubrick gritted his teeth.

"Idiot, you are the one who started this grudge.

Glenn thought to himself, shook his head at the same time, turned and left.

Not long.

Everyone saw Kubrick driving his car to the colder area designated by Glenn, with the back of the breakthrough.

Everyone watched with cold eyes.

Some also uttered slight disdain.

"Killed two of our comrades-in-arms, and fined him to guard for one night in the worst area. It's really cheap for this dog."

Tony spat, feeling so depressed that the mutton in his hand was no longer fragrant.

"Big people, don't get involved."

Timothy patted his cousin on the head with a smile on his lips.

In fact, Tony's statement is more in line with everyone's opinion.

This punishment is really too light.

But Timothy is not bad.

Because he knew that this was the result of discussions between Glenn and Your Excellency Xiao Yuan.

Regarding Your Excellency Xiao Yuan's plan, Timothy is 100% confident.

Kubrick, tonight, was never going to have a good time.

Night fell.

The temperature suddenly dropped to minus twenty degrees.

The bonfire in the middle of the camp was gradually extinguished, and the participating wood was quickly covered with layers of ice.

Everyone returned to their cars, turned on the heater, turned off most of the power, and left a small light behind.

The camp, which was very lively ten minutes ago, fell into silence in the blink of an eye.

This is the norm in the last days.

The survivors have long adapted.

Inside the half-new and half-old Hummer.

Glenn drew the shades and turned on a 10-watt light.

It's a bit of a luxury to have such bright lights on in the car.

But Glenn felt the luxury was necessary tonight.

He didn't make the bed, but just sat down.

On his lap lay the ancestral sword.

During the day, after Xiao Yuan borrowed the sword to kill the mutant Walter, he returned the sword to Glenn.

No matter how Xiao Yuan did it, to Glenn, it was still a flashy weapon.

However, Glenn used to take out his sword to wipe it when he was doing important things.

It seems that he can feel the encouragement of his ancestors from it.

Inside the camp's most luxuriously painted black off-road vehicle.

Xiao Yuan pressed a button.

The automatic door control system directly turns the seat into a soft bed.

If it wasn't difficult to use the teleportation array in the car, Xiao Yuan would want to go back to the small world to sleep at this time.

Living in a big villa with caring beauties is much more comfortable than sleeping in a narrow off-road vehicle.

As for the anomaly that is destined to happen tonight.

Xiao Yuan didn't mind at all.

Kubrick was dead.

But how to die in each way depends on the idea of ​​the mutated vegetative person.

"Should we take it directly and use it as nourishment, or make it into the next Walter~々?"

Xiao Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and turned off the interior lights.

Three in the morning in the middle of the night.

The temperature plummeted to minus thirty degrees.

In the northwest area of ​​the outer circle of the camp, inside a car with its back against the slope.

Kubrick was wearing two heavy cotton-padded jackets, but he was still shivering from the cold.

People with supernatural powers are born with cold-resistant physiques.

But if the temperature drops too low.

The practicality of this physique will also be greatly reduced.

In addition, there is a heating system in the car.

But Kubrick didn't dare to use it too much.

Because he didn't have much oil.

The oil resources are in the hands of Timothy.

Whether Timothy will oil him, I want to know with my ass.

"Damn Glenn, when I go back, I will definitely kill you, and that oriental man!"

Kubrick's eyes darkened.

at this time.

thump thump——

There was a sudden knocking sound outside the car.

"who?!"

Kubrick's pupils shrank, and there was a sharp alloy dagger in his hand.

Now the average temperature in the field is minus 30 degrees, and the temperature on the soil slope is even lower because of the shade.

Under these circumstances, Kubrick did not feel that anyone was visiting him with good intentions.

The knocking sound stopped after a few clicks, and Kubrick waited for five seconds before continuing to ask::

"...who's out there?"

However, another ten seconds passed.

There was a dead silence outside the car, so quiet that Kubrick felt he could hear his own heartbeat.

"Is it an illusion, or has something been blown into the car?"

Kubrick said to himself.

at this time.

thump thump——

Three more knocks sounded.

And this time the rhythm is exactly the same as last time.

Kubrick opened his mouth, wanting to shout, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them abruptly.

Glenn wasn't going to rescue him.

Others are even less likely. (Qian Zhaozhao) Shouting loudly will only irritate the monsters outside.

Between life and death, Kubrick's brain with an IQ of less than 100 was overloaded to analyze.

Kubrick slowly turned off the last faint light in the car, then slowly moved his body, curled up in a corner, and put the first machine on his chest.

rustle.

There was the sound of pattering snow outside the window.

Kubrick was even more certain that something was out there.

Just when Kubrick was so nervous that he kept swallowing his saliva.

A pair of cloudy, lifeless eyes suddenly stuck to the car window, looking into the car.

This pair of eyes keeps turning up, down, left, and right, and back and forth at a distance five times greater than that of ordinary human eyes.

Damn, forgot to pull the car curtains.

Kubrick cursed secretly. .