The car drove down from the Shanghai Chengdu Expressway and drove northeast along Husheng road. There were chaotic scenes all the way.
At the gate of Nanjing traffic advanced technical school, a large crowd of people blocked there. People inside wanted to get out, while people outside wanted to get in. The iron door kept swinging in the crowd. There was only a small iron door open on the gate. Some people tried their best to put their heads out of the gate, but their heads were squeezed on the iron railing by the crowded crowd. The pain made the man cry.
Some zombies are killing wantonly in the periphery of the crowd. Zhang Zhuo is more and more frightened and wants to help those trapped. At this time, several fire engines come with sirens.
About a few hundred meters away from here is a fire Sergeant school. The instructors and students in the school came to the rescue after receiving the order.
Fire engines lined up in front of the crowd, and high-pressure Shui guns sprayed at the zombies. Some zombies who were attacking the crowd were washed to the ground, and the water column poured on them, making them unable to get up for a while. When the survivors in the crowd saw the fire truck coming to rescue, their instinct for survival suddenly burst out, and all the people jammed inside and outside the gate rushed towards the fire truck.
The zombies that were not washed down were mixed in the crowd, and were knocked upside down. Some zombies threw people running by them to the ground and began to bite. Screams were heard in the crowd.
The crowd rushed to the side of the fire truck. Some people began to climb to the body and roof. More people could not get on. They could only crowd at the front door of the car and shout loudly, asking the driver to take them away quickly.
The space on the car is very limited. Some people climb up, some lie on the top of the trunk, and some hang on the ladder at the rear of the car. Those who couldn't get on began to pull the feet of the people on the top. Several people who climbed on the car body were pulled down, and were instantly submerged in the crowd beside the car. Before they could shout, they were trampled under the feet of countless people who rushed to get on.
There was chaos beside the fire truck. Several cadets of the fire Sergeant school who were operating high-pressure Shui guns on the roof were pushed down by the climbers. These people started to point their water guns at the people who wanted to climb up below.
The people around the fire truck were washed down by the water gun. The zombies who had been punched on the ground by the water gun climbed up one after another and surrounded the fire truck.
Some people saw the zombie coming to this side and began to scream and beat the door of the cab of the fire engine with both hands. The cab door of a fire truck was pulled open from the outside. Several people who were nearest pulled out the instructors and students inside, and then climbed in by themselves. Some people wanted to squeeze in, but they were pushed out by the people inside. The door was closed with a bang. I don't know who was still holding on to the door. My fingers were pinched off by the closed door.
Wailing, swearing and fighting are intertwined, making a mess of porridge outside the school gate. The glass of the fire truck was smashed by people outside with stones, and the people inside were dragged out of the window. Their clothes and skin were scratched on the broken glass.
The fire truck with the changed driver began to turn back and wanted to leave here. Many people around the car were led to fall under the wheels. The car drove past the fallen people without any scruples. The blood marks on the road were very dazzling.
A group of people saw Zhang Zhuo's car parked here and ran to this side one after another. Zhang Zhuo cursed in a low voice. The scene just now made him give up his plan to assist the rescue.
U-turn, then the accelerator is stepped on, and the Chevrolet pickup starts quickly and leaves here.
There are many private cars running away on Husheng road. Zhang Zhuo started to pay attention to the situation in the vicinity after losing sight of the crowd chasing him. The sign of a smoking hotel on the roadside fell to the ground, and the glass doors at the door were all broken. Some people went in and out at the door, and kept carrying out piles of things. Zhang Zhuo ignored those people and drove straight ahead.
The window glass of a car in the right lane was smashed by flying stones. When the stones hit the car, the driver might be injured. The car stopped, and several people who had thrown stones at the roadside rushed over. Zhang Zhuo saw from the rearview mirror that those people dragged the driver and a woman out of the car, and then they got into the car and drove away.
"Scum!" Zhang Zhuo gnawed his teeth and cursed fiercely. Just as I was about to turn around and go back to help the two people dragged down from the car, another car sped by, bumping the two people on the road into the roadside. Their bodies were dismembered into several pieces in the air by the huge impact force. After the collision, the car did not stop at all, but continued to speed up.
This scene made Zhang Zhuo stay there, and his mind was blank for a moment. The colliding car sped past the Chevrolet pickup truck. Zhang Zhuo came to his senses, his face showed a fierce look, and stepped on the accelerator to the end to catch up.
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The striking white Regal did not seem to notice the Chevrolet pickup behind him. Both cars were very fast. Zhang Zhuo was always left behind because he was afraid of other vehicles and pedestrians on the road. After more than two kilometers, Zhang Zhuo finally caught up with white Regal at the intersection of Husheng road and 589 township road.
The Chevrolet pick-up truck pushed up from behind and bumped the Regal into the side of the street corner. The front of the Regal hit the wall on the roadside, and the rear of the vehicle was also dented by the Chevrolet pick-up truck.
Both cars stopped. Zhang Zhuo opened the door and rushed down. He came to the door of Junwei's cab and opened the door. The driver in the car had not recovered from the collision just now. Zhang Zhuo grabbed his collar and dragged him out of the car with one hand.
"Fuck you..." before the swearing words in the mouth of the Junwei driver were finished, Zhang Zhuo's fists, which were as dense as raindrops, fell on his face. Junwei's driver began to react and parried desperately in front of him. In less than ten seconds, the white engine cover of the front of the car was splashed with blood. The driver of Junwei was hit by more than ten punches of Zhang Zhuo, and his consciousness was blurred. There was blood in his nostrils and corners of his mouth. Junwei's driver lay on the hood and covered it with blood.
There was a pain in his back. Zhang Zhuo looked back and saw that it was a man from the back seat of the Regal car who had just hit his back with a bat.
Zhang Zhuo's left hand is pressing the driver's head, and his right hand is another punch. The driver of Junwei lies on the engine cover and stops moving like a dead dog.
The man from the back seat then swung another stick. When the stick was still more than ten centimeters away from Zhang Zhuo's head, Zhang Zhuo turned around and grabbed it. The burning pain in the palm of his hand came, but Zhang Zhuo ignored it. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the man's backward stroke, he loosened his left hand and pressed his body tightly. His two gloves were on the man's head. When he jumped up, his knees pressed against the man's face.
The bat fell to the ground, and the man collapsed. The whole process from Zhang Zhuo to the two people in the Junwei car fell to the ground, less than half a minute. Zhang Zhuo looked into the car and saw that there were no other people. After stretching his muscles and bones, he returned to his Chevrolet pickup and started the car.
589 township road is almost ten kilometers long, connecting Husheng road and Chunhu road. Zhang Zhuo's Chevrolet drove onto Chunhu road. A winding river led to the Anjishan reservoir. In the past, the scenery here was very good. Students from several nearby colleges and universities liked to go to the reservoir to play together.
At this time, the number of vehicles on the road is less than that on the Husheng road before. Many vehicles cannot continue to drive on the road due to accidents and other reasons.
Zhang Zhuo's back is still slightly painful. When he leaned against the seat, Zhang Zhuo moved his body and let his back rub against the seat to relieve the pain. The palm of the hand was hard touched by the bat, and the palm was red. Fortunately, it doesn't hurt much now, but the palm has been hot.
While driving, Zhang Zhuo planned the route to Songhu city in his mind. After leaving the Shanghai Chengdu expressway, he was not familiar with the route here. The most ideal is to take the expressway. According to the usual experience, it will take less than five hours. However, the situation seen on the expressway before is not optimistic. Zhang Zhuo is not very optimistic about taking the expressway, although he very much hopes to go to Songhu city immediately.
Turn onto provincial road s337 from mengtang bridge, pass through Anjishan village and Baoting village, and stop at the farmers' market at tingzitou.
Some people are looting the goods in the store. Zhang Zhuo frowns when he sees it. This change from a civilized society to a barbarian world makes him unable to adapt for a while.
Several idlers carrying large bags of things saw Zhang Zhuo's car, and they winked at each other and surrounded. Zhang Zhuo had seen through their minds early, and only sneered.
Zhang Zhuo pushed the door open and went down. When the men saw Zhang Zhuo getting out of the car, they could not help but feel happy, thinking that they would not even smash the window.
Zhang Zhuo stood in front of the car, his hands crossed in front of his chest, and looked at several people who came by. These people came to Zhang Zhuo and put down the big bag of things they were carrying.
Several people surrounded Zhang Zhuo. Seeing that he was motionless, they thought he was frightened. The first one was slightly proud and was about to reach over and pat Zhang Zhuo on the shoulder.
"We want the car," said the man with the beard.
"If you want to take it by your ability," Zhang Zhuo gently patted the right hand on the bonnet of Chevy twice, and looked at these people contemptuously.
The people around him looked at each other and were puzzled by Zhang Zhuo's confidence.
The beard stretched out to clap Zhang Zhuo's shoulder, and the hand was pressed down. Zhang Zhuo's body was slightly to the side, and the strength of the beard's hand was released. His right hand grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms. I took a step forward under my feet, and my shoulder suddenly pushed forward.
His beard was knocked back, and several people nearby saw that the leader fell down in a moment. Knowing that Zhang Zhuo was not easy to be provoked, they began to retreat.
They lifted their beards up, wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths with their hands, and stared at Zhang Zhuo.
"Brother Meng..." the accomplice next to him was afraid that his beard would be entangled with Zhang Zhuo and wanted to persuade him.
"You're cruel. Let's go." As soon as my beard grinned, I turned around to take my things and leave.
"Who TM let you go?" Zhang Zhuo's voice came from behind. Meng's beard was somewhat unexpected. When he was about to turn around, he suddenly found Zhang Zhuo standing behind him.
A heart piercing pain came from his lower body. Brother Meng covered his brother with his hands, his face turned pig liver, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
Just now Zhang Zhuo kicked Meng Ge in the crotch. It is estimated that his gadget has been abandoned. Seeing that Zhang Zhuo did not intend to let himself go, several of Meng GE's associates had no choice but to go up and do it.
When these people were lying on the ground, Meng Ge was still standing, but his body kept shaking, his legs were folded together, and tears were flowing down his face.
Zhang Zhuo picked up what they had put on the ground, put it in the back seat of the car, and then returned to the car, ready to leave.
Some people around noticed the fight here just now, and now no one dares to play Zhang Zhuo's idea. Several people who fell on the ground saw Zhang Zhuo's car coming, and the dog jumped up from the ground and dodged to one side. The car passed by them, raising waves of dust.