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Volume One: Doomsday Scenes Chapter 352 Who are you?

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    "Do you know how to drive?" The soldier with the Chinese character face could not keep calm. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead fell down his face. When he saw Lin Hong in gear and touching the steering wheel, he seemed very unfamiliar.  He looked so unfamiliar that he almost yelled out in a hurry. He was so proficient in swearing that he had criticized the recruits a lot when he was a soldier. Lin Hong had a dark face and said very innocently: "Of course I don't,  I've driven bumper cars before, but I've hardly driven real cars. All the money I spent on driving license exams and gifts for examiners was used to buy cigarettes, so I didn't pass the exam. I finally grabbed a car and was ready to practice hard, but you have to get on after taking it.  The car asked me to drive, so I could only try to learn how to drive it slowly. " Lin Hong's words made the three people in the back seat almost completely shaken.  He was desperate, and his Chinese-character face was so depressed that he was about to bleed. He swore that this was the first time in his life that he had seen such an extremely bachelor guy like Lin Hong. He saw Lin Hong driving like a 100% novice, stopping and walking, several times in a row.  When the engine was turned off, he was really going crazy. He wanted to switch with Lin Hong several times, but he was rejected by Lin Hong. When he really wanted to fight Lin Hong, he found that he had exhausted all his strength even if  Even with the bulging veins on his forehead, he couldn't break his wrist at all, making him feel as if he had seen a ghost.  ¡°It¡¯s just that he is in poor condition and has no strength left due to hunger. It is simply a joke to say that Lin Hong is more capable than himself because of his thin appearance.  "Well, it's almost done. I've almost mastered the clutch and the steering wheel, and I can start racing!" Lin Hong's eyes showed an expression of eagerness to try.  His eyes were shining, and Dandan Qingyue's voice echoed in his mind: "Racing mode, start!" Then it was just like what Uncle Jackie Chan experienced in the Hollywood movie "Tuxedo".  The electric current stimulates each nerve to reach the most coordinated level, and then personally guides Lin Hong to make the most correct driving movements. In an instant, he transforms from a rookie to a master, spanning all fields with ease, and gathering hundreds of masters.  At this moment, Lin Hong was filled with confidence.  It's as if his thoughts and the car have become one, there is such a feeling, as long as he wants to.  It can even make this commercial vehicle fly 360 degrees in the air and land without any damage!  ¡°Fasten your seat belt, don¡¯t blame me if you fall down later!¡± Lin Hong reminded kindly.  "What did you say?" Guo Zi asked with a cold face and surprise.  But what answered him was a wild roar.  The headlights of the Buick commercial vehicle are bright.  He rushed out excitedly as if he had taken a small blue pill, and broke through the siege of zombies on three floors inside and three outside in one breath. Without any hesitation, the black steering wheel in his hand once again turned sharply to the left, and the entire car body  They all tilted up high, and the man with glasses in the back row was like a little daughter-in-law whose flower pants were torn, screaming "Wow!" His face was not much better, and his eyes were staring like  The two copper bells are the same.  He also yelled in panic: "Don't don't" The Dongfeng Buick Business, which was like a mud rat, drew a large arc on the road and almost passed by the group of corpses rushing at high speed.  But despite its astonishing weight, the two tires of the Buick Business gradually lifted off the ground when turning at such a high speed. This is why Lin Hong dared to do this when he was under the guidance and control of Loongson No. 1. He is probably used to it even in Qiu Mingshan.  Fujiwara Takumi, who has learned drifting, is here, but he doesn¡¯t have the guts to perform such difficult driving skills on such a domestic military vehicle.  The chassis suspension of the Buick Commercial is very high, which results in its center of gravity being also high. It is impossible to take high-speed drift into account when designing this kind of car. The result of forced drift will directly be rollover. Even if this car is in the forest  Driving in Hong's hands was also of no avail. The two tires on the left side were like motherless wild children. Once they were off the ground, they flew higher and higher, higher and higher!  The Buick Business was about to roll over. At the critical moment, the man with the Chinese character squatting on the passenger seat realized something was wrong. He pounced and pressed on the right side of the car glass, trying to use his own weight to turn the tilted car over.  The car body was pressed back, but the huge inertia emitted by the car body was not something that his hundred or so kilograms of human flesh could offset. The Buick commercial vehicle did not even sway. It made a loud "gudong" sound and rolled over unceremoniously.  .  When was the last time he rode a military motorboat? He had no memory of the Chinese character face at all. But driving a vehicle on land today made him truly experience the feeling again. It was even ten times more exciting.  The guy I just met was so daring that he used the Buick Business as a Ferrari. He felt like a bug trapped in a tin can by a naughty kid. He kept shaking it around in his hand.  I can't even tell the difference between north, south, east and west.  The Buick Business turned somersaults three times in a row, and the "bang bang" noise was extremely loud, and the corpses that were desperately chasing after it also suffered an unreasonable disaster. The rolling Buick Business was like an angry steel beast.  , rolling among the corpses for a few secondsThe ups and downs took away the lives of a bunch of zombies, and black juice splashed everywhere.  "Bang" The last roll finally ended. The exhausted Buick commercial vehicle lay heavily on the ground. It was covered with dirty corpse liquid, black and yellow like natural camouflage. Fortunately, the Buick commercial vehicle ended up in the end.  When it flipped over, it didn't fall on all fours, but all four tires fell to the ground. The windshield didn't crack much, and the engine didn't even stall. It's quite incredible, but  It happened like this, it was like filming a movie!  The supplies in the entire van were in a mess, and the three people in the back seat were smashed to pieces. Their eyes were filled with stars. Even the man with the Chinese character on the co-pilot's face could not keep his composure at this time.  His face was a little green, not to mention the college couple and the young woman, but Lin Hong was quite calm, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. He squinted to enjoy the glory of the car god, and the back seat could hardly accommodate it.  The supplies were in a complete chaos, almost burying the three people behind them. After struggling to poke their heads out, the man and woman looked at each other, and they saw the fear and surprise of each other's aftermath.  .  Because Lin Hong¡¯s drag racing skills were almost as good as those in a movie, the body of the Buick business van was covered in thick, black and smelly zombie blood.  However, the road created by the entire two-ton car body was extremely smooth. All the way to the west, the Buick Business roared with joy and pleasure.  Then the rumble roared and rushed into the distance.  The officer with the Chinese character face always had a stern look on his face. Lin Hong didn't bother to look at him. This kind of person not only felt that he was superior to others, but even looked at others as if they owed him two hundred yuan. He was extremely arrogant.  He wished that everyone could serve him.  Riding in front of the horse and behind the horse, the second generation of the army Lin Hong squinted his eyes and came to a conclusion.  Lin Hong continued to drive leisurely out of the city. At this time, the high-rise buildings were getting further and further away.  Then it disappeared into the rearview mirror, and the scenery was replaced by flat buildings in the suburbs. After a night of driving, no one in the car spoke strangely.  The officer with the Chinese character face still had a stinky face.  The couple deserved as much spanking as they deserved. The college couple were drowsy, and the young mother in the back seat was muttering something in a low voice, seemingly talking in her sleep. The child in her arms was already fast asleep.  . ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? There was a unique metallic knocking sound of a zippo lighter, and a bright yellow flame burst out. The Chinese-character face happily took out a soft Chinese cigarette and held it in his mouth, taking a rather intoxicating puff.  Lin Hong threw the lighter aside casually and looked at it with a twitch in the corner of his eye.  This guy with the Chinese character face didn't even say hello. He just took out Lin Hong's soft Chinese. After lighting it, he smoked it as if no one was watching. Looking at it like this, he just wanted to enjoy it as much as he wanted. Of course Lin Hong didn't.  He cared about one or two cigarettes, but the way this guy acted like he was superior was really annoying. Lin Hong smiled coldly and didn't say anything. In his heart, this guy was already a dead person.  If the gap in front of the car had not been too small for the officer with the Chinese character face, he might have displayed the essence of bureaucratic capitalism and crossed his legs. He seemed to sense that Lin Hong was looking at him again. There was no trace of embarrassment in the Chinese character face on his face.  He looked like a leader inspecting, holding Chinese cigarettes in his mouth and puffing out smoke: "Brother, which way did you come here? Your driving skills are good! You are qualified to hang out with me, and I will protect you from now on!" Lin Hong didn't say anything and continued to be lazy.  Driving proudly.  The Chinese-character face showed no consciousness at all. He was smoking cigarettes. This guy seemed to be a long-time smoker. He didn't know how long he had smoked. He smoked cigarettes one after another without caring about other people's feelings. After a while, the car was full of people.  It was the smell of smoke, and the puffing smoke was so thick that Lin Hong could hardly see the road ahead. But before Lin Hong could say anything, after a cough, the baby's cry started loudly.  "Shut his mouth!" The officer with the Chinese character face seemed to be a little impatient, and looked back coldly at the child held by the young mother. The young mother seemed to be afraid of the Chinese character face, and was so scared that she shivered.  , his face turned pale and he quickly patted the swaddling clothes and coaxed the child to calm down. After a while, the young couple who was choking and coughing also woke up with their eye circles red from choking, but they did not dare to say anything more and did not dare to face Guozi.  The look on his face was so frightened that he lowered his head like a quail.  Lin Hong sneered and was too lazy to interrupt. He opened the window and a gust of cold wind blew in, making everyone shiver. The officer with the Chinese character squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Hong, but said nothing.  The small space under his feet was full of cigarette butts. What made him even more irritated was that only half of these soft Chinese cigarettes were smoked, and the rest were thrown away. The average cigarette was only  Take two puffs at most. This kind of wasteful behavior is simply outrageous in the apocalypse. Not even a cigarette.The road will attract many people to fight for it, but this guy seems to be used to it.  The officer with the Chinese character face took out a large package of packaged sausages from the back row at some point, tore it open and ate it as if no one else was watching. His mouth was full of food, and he had no image to speak of. He was like the reincarnation of a hungry wolf, with a mouth full of food.  With meat foam on his face, he muttered: "Brother, the supplies here are pretty good. Is there any wine? Let's have a few sips!" "Chi" Buick Business stopped suddenly, and the tires left long marks on the ground. Lin Hong said coldly.  Turning around, he looked at him solemnly: "Do you really think of this as your home? Who the hell are you?" (To be continued) ps: (I won't say more, now it's recommended again  The list must explode and rise! Brothers, there will be an explosion of 10,000 words in the near future~!
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