ccnovels Chapter 7 - 7 7 Fond of Since Childhood
Chapter 7 - 7 7 Fond of Since Childhood
Chapter 7: Chapter 7 Fond of Since Childhood Chapter 7: Chapter 7 Fond of Since Childhood Ji Wanwan had no way to avoid it, so she could only slam the steering wheel to try to veer the car’s front away from the impact as much as possible.
“Bang!”
A deafening crash rang out, and Ji Wanwan was blacked out by the deployed airbag.
“Woof! Woof!!”
Buzzing noises filled her ears, the puppy’s barking sounding near and far.
Ji Wanwan shook her dizzy head, and her vision gradually cleared.
Her timely avoidance meant the puppy was safe, and she herself was only jolted by the airbag with no serious harm.
The violent impact quickly attracted zombies.
The car was now undrivable, and Ji Wanwan, recovering, grabbed the puppy with one hand and seized the Military Shovel with the other before jumping out of the car.
“Roar! Roar roar roar!!!”
The zombies had already arrived, and Ji Wanwan, after getting out of the car, lifted the Military Shovel and struck.
“Snap!”
The sturdy Military Shovel instantly sliced off half of a zombie’s head, causing it to slump to the ground. Ji Wanwan kicked the zombie away, pulled out the shovel, and ran.
In the car nearby, a young man watched Ji Wanwan incredulously.
“Holy shit, how dare you kill someone?”
Ji Wanwan glanced at the man in the car, her expression indifferent.
The zombie’s face was smashed in, was she supposed to wait around to become human buffet?
Stupid idiot!
She diverted her gaze and continued to flee, simultaneously
“Get in the car! Quick, get in! There’s a whole horde of monsters following behind! If you don’t get in now, it’ll be too late!!!”
Ji Wanwan sprinted a hundred meters with the little puppy in her arms and got into the car before the army of zombies could catch up.
“Boom!”
The car door wasn’t even properly shut when Qi Hao stomped on the accelerator and sped away.
Ji Wanwan cracked a smile.
No wonder so many zombies were following the car; the arrogant roar of the engine had her blood pumping, let alone the zombies?
Lest Qi Hao drove to the villa, Ji Wanwan shut the door and said, “Qi Hao, drive to the abandoned resort on the outskirts.”
“Ah?” Qi Hao, confused, asked, “Why go there?”
Unable to explain the matter of the refuge, Ji Wanwan dodged the question, “My family is there.”
Qi Hao fell silent for a moment before he finally responded in a low voice, “Okay.”
Ji Wanwan’s eyelashes trembled, “Thank you.”
Qi Hao laughed heartily, “Don’t be formal with me.”
Ji Wanwan curved her lips and said no more.
That moment of silence from Qi Hao probably indicated hesitation.
In the chaos all around, with zombies everywhere eating people, Qi Hao, who had no blood relation or obligation to her, hesitating or refusing would have been normal.
Ji Wanwan hadn’t expected that Qi Hao would agree so readily.
This “thank you” wasn’t perfunctory; it came from the heart.
Yet under the apocalypse, such verbal thanks were truly negligible—bringing Qi Hao and his grandmother to the refuge was the repayment she could offer within her power.
It must be said, although Qi Hao’s car was very flashy, his driving skills were also impressively stylish.
On the chaotic streets, his vibrant purple Porsche was like a bolt of lightning, weaving through the flow of cars and people.
Soon, they arrived outside Ji Wanwan’s refuge.
Seeing the familiar gates of the refuge, Ji Wanwan’s eyes turned red, feeling a sense of surviving a catastrophe.
She looked behind the car.
The zombies attracted by the car engine were quickly approaching.
Ji Wanwan opened the door immediately and, holding the puppy, jumped out of the car, “Qi Hao, Grandma, quickly get out and follow me!”
“Ah?” Qi Hao glanced at the rear-view mirror, his face turning pale, “This? Me? This? Ah?”