Without much delay, the convoy set off again. This time, the less agile cargo truck didn’t take the lead. Instead, it was Yang Xinqi driving the Explorer leading the way.
Cao Duoliang held a hot water cup, standing on the kindergarten rooftop watching everyone get into the cars, a helpless expression on his face. He wanted to go too, but Zhang Su and Yang Xinqi both refused him.
The convoy grandly departed from Xinglong Hua Mansion, heading towards the Tongrui Auto Park in the northwest. The distance wasn’t far, but the road conditions were extremely poor. Many places were blocked by obstacles, and sometimes they had to get out of the car to clear the debris. The speed of motor vehicles wasn’t even faster than Cao Duoliang’s skateboard...
On the way, they encountered the small group of zombies chasing Cao Duoliang, but ultimately couldn’t catch up with the skateboard’s speed and wandered aimlessly by the roadside.
After easily dealing with the small group of zombies, the convoy rounded the last corner and could dimly see the sign for Tongrui Auto Park.
"Hmm?"
About three or four hundred meters from the auto park, Zhang Su saw a container trailer frequently appearing at a logistics center doing something within the park. The container’s rear was backing towards a brand’s 4S store entrance, someone nearby was earnestly directing it, and it seemed like they were preparing to load or unload goods?
On the big SUV Explorer, Yang Xinqi also saw the situation inside the auto park. His vision wasn’t as good as Zhang Su’s, unable to see clearly, but it didn’t affect his anxious mood. He pressed the accelerator, the six-cylinder engine worked madly, the RPMs soared to six thousand, and he charged towards the gate accompanied by a roar.
"Where’s that car sound coming from?"
Inside the auto park, the two busy people weren’t deaf, they instantly heard the engine’s roar.
Da Gen, smoking in the driver’s seat, jumped to the ground curiously, saying, "Brother Lei didn’t drive the big sports car today, did he?"
Leizi, the crazy one, normally drove a Mustang, and the engine roared especially loudly when flooring the gas pedal. He used this to attract zombies without needing a horn, just by revving the engine, although he got scolded for wasting gas, but he didn’t care.
"This... isn’t right!"
Little Duck followed the sound towards the road, his face changing instantly: "Lots of cars, an unfamiliar convoy!"
"Damn..." Da Gen also saw the distant situation, instinctively hiding beside the container, puzzled, "This doesn’t look like the Apocalypse Corps. They don’t have this strength!"
"Never mind that, hide first... damn, it’s Yang Xinqi’s car, run!"
Quick as lightning, before Little Duck finished speaking, the imposing Explorer sped over the speed bump and charged straight into the auto park, and he finally saw the cross graffiti on the car’s hood.
Vroom vroom vroom! Boom...
The vehicles behind quickly followed the Explorer into the auto park, making hiding people inside exceptionally difficult. The 4S store behind was blocked by the container, leaving no entry, forcing them to run in other directions.
The people in the cars immediately saw the two sprinting through the park and chased them without hesitation.
An auto park, as the name implies, is a place for selling cars. Considering cars going in and out, the park is quite spacious, even with a track for moose testing. Even the worst drivers can drift through the park here, making it really difficult to shake off car pursuits.
Even crashing into the 4S store would be futile. The glass curtain wall certainly can’t withstand a car crash, only quickening one’s way down a dead end.
The two fleeing were quite clever, splitting up at an intersection, trying to escape by dividing. Unfortunately, their plans were doomed to fail.
Screech screech screech...
The piercing sound of tire grinding echoed in the sky. A skillful driver quickly cornered the two against a wall.
"Don’t shoot, don’t shoot!"
Facing the black guns pointed at them, the two could only surrender.
"Brother Su, we caught these two morons!"
"Damn, run, didn’t you run pretty well just now? Keep running!"
Quickly, Zhao Dezhu and others dragged the fleeing two back to the container truck, binding their wrists and ankles, and tossed them to the ground, rolling them over.
Zhang Su didn’t participate in the chase. His cargo truck wasn’t suited for aggressive driving, and flipping it could cause major problems. Taking advantage of the others chasing, he inspected the container.
Bang bang, bang bang bang.
The container before him incessantly emitted chaotic thuds inside. He noticed this when he drove into the auto park, and his mood immediately soured.
"Brother Su, inside this..."
Yang Xinqi walked to the container, listening to the banging sounds, asking nervously, "Inside... could it be our brothers trapped in there?"
"Inside are zombies..."
Zhang Su spoke solemnly, brow furrowed.
If the densely packed zombies inside had once been members of the Apocalypse Corps, his challenge mission would be completely ruined. Just as he was about to interrogate the two, Yang Xinqi was faster.
"Ahhh!!!"
Upon hearing the container was full of zombies, Yang Xinqi screamed madly, eyes wide as he glared at the two thrown on the ground, veins bulging: "You beasts, to treat your kind like this, you’re dead!"
Usually mild-mannered, Yang Xinqi completely lost it, rushing towards the two and kicking them repeatedly. The thought of over a hundred of his brothers and sisters having turned into zombies tore at his heart.
"No... it’s not... Those zombies aren’t from the Apocalypse Corps!"
The two’s hands and feet were bound, unable to dodge, only passively taking the beating. One resolutely bore the pain without making a sound, while the other, after receiving several kicks, cried out explaining.