After a while of rest, Tian Daoling took Moore toward the location of the gun bag. Although he didn't know the exact location of the gun bag, he remembered that there was a glass-filled building not far from the abandoned gun bag. This was a very easy building to discover, so he was not the kind of purposeless search.

"Sudden!Sudden!Sudden!" A loud and heavy engine sound rang out on the scarily quiet street.

Looking at Tian Daoling's back driving ahead, a hint of admiration and fear appeared in his eyes, and he was once again shocked by Tian Daoling's power.

A car with a black luster and red stripes was obviously a modified Dodge Battle Axe flying in front of Moore driving Harley Motorcycle. Tian Daoling in the car drove the motorcycle with one hand and kept wielding the red and black Shura knife in the other hand. All the zombies that blocked him from progressing on the road were either dismembered or directly knocked away by the domineering Dodge Battle Axe Motorcycle, or were crushed by tires. The scene made people feel excited and extremely thrilling. If they were not careful, they would be caught by the zombies on the road.

Looking at the flying broken limbs and head in front, Moore behind him was frightened. He regretted the advice he had just given Tian Daoling. When they were resting and about to leave, he suggested finding some means of transportation to facilitate walking. He twitched his brain and told Tian Daoling that he knew that a motorcycle shop had a very good motorcycle, which was treasured by the owner of the store.

After entering the store, Tian Daoling took a look at the Dodge Battle Axe in the middle for the exhibition at a glance, while Moore chose a more atmospheric Harley Motorcycle.

The result became what it is now. Tian Daoling was scrupulously galloping on the road with the Dodge Battle Axe, completely ignoring the zombies caused by the sound of motorcycles.

However, at the same time, he became more and more sure of Tian Daoling's strength and the idea of ​​following him. He believed that as long as he followed Tian Daoling, the future would not be too bad.

The two of them drove a motorcycle and soon arrived at a street full of zombies. From the entrance of the street, they could see from a distance that there was a main battle tank and a large number of military vehicles in the center of the street. There were also a large number of zombies around the main battle tank. These zombies were heading towards the direction where Tiandaoling and the others were. It was obviously attracted by the sound of the motorcycle's engine.

Looking at the zombie rushing up in front of him, Moore, who was parked next to Tiandaoling, suddenly felt numb. The scene in front of him was so shocking, and it also made him feel scared.

Unlike Moore's fear and shock, Tian Daoling showed a smile on his face, and at the same time he walked down from the Dodge Battle Axe, holding the red and black Shura Dao Youzai and rushed towards his zombies as if he was walking.

"Sher!Sher!Sher!" The red and black sword light flashed in the bright sunlight, and headless corpses fell to the ground. Tiandaoling harvested the lives of the walking corpses like cutting wheat, turning them into soul points one by one. At the same time, the murderous intent in Tiandaoling's body was also released because of the killing, and his heart was beating violently and entering the [explosion] state.

"My God, what kind of person do I meet..." Looking at the corpses of corpses sank on the ground from behind, Moore murmured in a low voice, while speaking, he also solved one or two corpses that were walking towards him. After seeing Tian Daoling's fierce performance, Moore, who was already very brave, also found that the corpses in front of him were not powerful. As long as he focused his attention, he could easily avoid their attacks, so he did not dare to attack with a gun like before.

Time passed by minute by minute, and most of the zombies on the street had been dealt with by Tian Daoling and Moore. The two of them had long been stained with black blood. However, because Tian Daoling was wearing a cloak, the clothes inside were not stained with a lot of filthy blood, but the cloak became even darker.

"What should we do now, boss?" Moore, who was sweating profusely, panting, looking at Tian Daoling's eyes became even more admiring and solemn, because Tian Daoling had killed the zombie for so long, he was not breathless. His face was a little flushed and there was no other discomfort, which made him more and more sure of Tian Daoling's strength. You must know that he was so tired that he just wanted to lie on the ground and sleep.

"Take away all the guns you can take, and find a place to rest, and come again tomorrow." Seeing other zombies walking towards this side one after another, and the already dim sky, and Moore is not a person like him who has physical fitness that breaks through the limits of ordinary people and has alien murderous energy. It is impossible for him to fight for too long. He must find a place to rest for one night.

"I agree very much!" Hearing Tian Daoling's words, Moore agreed. His hands were numb to the point of killing the zombies.

At night, on the second floor of a building, Tian Daoling sat quietly by the window and looked at the dark night view and the zombies wandering on the street. His black eyes were shining with stars, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Damn nigger, hum." Moore, who was sleeping beside him, kept talking in his sleep. From his vicious look, it can be seen that the dream he made was not a friendly dream.

Next to Moore, there were several bags of backpacks filled with guns and ammunition. In addition to taking away the gun bags that Rick left, Tiandaoling also searched all the guns of the dead army soldiers. However, because only a small part of the army remained in Atlanta, the others had been evacuated. In addition, some brave survivors had searched here, so he and Moore did not find much, but it was enough for Rick's group to use it for a long time.

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The next day, the sun had not yet fully risen, and when it was only half revealed, Tian Daoling woke up Moore, who was still talking about beating the black man, packed up his things and prepared to head towards the camp.

"Get out of the car!"

When Moore threw the gun bags into a military Hummer to leave, a warning sound came from the lane next to him. Then Tiandaoling and Moore saw a middle-aged man in his forties and two young men in his twenties walking out of the lane with guns. The three of them looked at Tiandaoling and Moore with vigilant eyes.

"Oh, do you want to grab something? Don't shoot!" Moore, who was about to light the fire and drove, said as if he was afraid when he saw someone pointing a gun at him, but there was no fear in his eyes.

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