He placed all the supplies, left a note, then closed the doors and windows, locked the door completely, and left home again.
Coming out of the gate of the community, Leo looked left and right.
A sports car was parked on the side of the road.
He didn't recognize the brand. Leo wasn't interested in cars, but the shape was quite handsome.
He walked over and opened the door.
Inside the car, two zombies—a man and a woman—suddenly rushed out, making unconscious hoarse sounds from their mouths.
Hmm... These two zombies were very uncultured.
In broad daylight, they weren't even wearing clothes!
The black member of the male zombie hung like an earthworm, and the breasts of the female zombie were quite large, but the area below was dark, looking like she'd had thousands of partners.
It should have been a rich second-generation guy who hooked up with a woman, doing some exciting things on the side of the road, just in time for the outbreak of the apocalypse.
The keys remained in the car, so he got straight in.
After fumbling with the brake and accelerator and mastering them, he started it and hit the road!
He couldn't drive and hadn't learned to get a driver's license.
The zombie traffic police at the intersection couldn't force him to stop and copy him a ticket or fine.
Boom!
The powerful thrust made Leo a little frightened.
He didn't control the throttle well. The speed was too fast, and he rushed out all of a sudden.
He almost hit the curb but fortunately turned the steering wheel in time.
The sports car was swerving in all directions on the road, running wildly in the two-way lane.
It ran all the way to the corner before the speed dropped and gradually returned to normal.
The commotion caused by the sports car attracted a large group of zombies chasing behind.
But Leo wasn't worried.
Driving the sports car, he headed toward District 2 in the south.
District 2, next to Shengshi Plaza, at the door of a supermarket.
"Friends, we are in the Bay Community next to TC Plaza. If you have local friends here, you can come here. Let's survive together..."
Female streamer Natasha stood in the car, wearing sportswear with a ponytail, holding a selfie stick. Facing herself and the door of the supermarket, she spoke rapidly during her live broadcast.
There was still a little signal and the power system hadn't been interrupted.
However, the survivors could clearly feel that the signal was getting weaker and weaker, as if it was being blocked by the red mist in the sky.
In the direction of the camera, you could see that there were five or six people at the door of the supermarket, hurriedly carrying supplies.
This group had both men and women, and the division of labor was clear.
There were those responsible for carrying goods, those responsible for standing guard, and those responsible for driving...
Obviously, they had carefully planned this.
Moreover, the zombies on the nearby street didn't know what method they'd used, but they'd all been lured away.
"Everyone, move faster! She can't hold them much longer—the zombies are coming back!"
Suddenly, the walkie-talkie clipped to Natasha's waist crackled to life, and she hurriedly shouted toward the supermarket door.
Then she also put down the selfie stick and joined the ranks of carrying supplies.
The live broadcast room had quite high viewership, with more than 3,000 online viewers.
Before the apocalypse, Natasha had just entered the field of live streaming, and her popularity hadn't been high. Three to five lurkers stayed in the live broadcast room every day, chatting with her and shooting the breeze.
But the sudden arrival of the apocalypse made her quickly popular.
She was very smart. When she figured out the situation and completely understood that the apocalypse had arrived, she quickly thought of relying on the uninterrupted signal to broadcast live on the short video platform.
Of course, it wasn't to make money, but to use this platform to gather more survivors nearby and survive together.
"Natasha, I'm in XX Community—it's too far! How can I get there!"
"Streamer, you guys are so awesome! Come on, hurry up and move!"
"I envy you for being able to survive in a group. My house is full of zombies outside, and my husband doesn't dare to go out. Woo woo..."
"Be content, person above. At least your husband and you are still alive and well!"
"..."
"Streamer 666! Still live streaming—what a conscientious streamer! Must support!"
"Rank 1 gift incoming! It's useless anyway!"
"Thank you to the number one big brother on the list! Big brother is awesome!"
"Hahaha, I don't know when the internet will be cut off. I really wish I could survive this soon..."
In the live broadcast room, viewers flooded the screen. There were too many messages to read at all.
Most of them were asking the streamer how to survive.
There were also some survivors in other places who envied Natasha and the others for surviving.
More were taking advantage of the fact that there was still internet, working hard to spam messages. Who knew when the internet would be cut off? Even this only source of entertainment would be lost at that time.
In the live broadcast room, all kinds of gifts flooded the screen: 'Rank 1', 'Carriage', 'Carnival'... and more!
If it were before the outbreak of the apocalypse, Natasha would wake up laughing even in her dreams.
But now... these were no longer attractive to her. She felt more melancholy!
Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, a huge sound from a sports car came from afar.
The sound was roaring and noisy, very abrupt!
"Someone!"
"I heard the sound of a sports car!"
"In my experience, this should be a McLaren worth around three million!"
"Isn't this person afraid? How dare they drive out!"
"..."
In the live broadcast room, there was constant discussion.
And at this moment, Natasha and the others also stared wide-eyed and looked at the street intersection in disbelief.
A few seconds later, a streamlined and super cool sports car entered everyone's field of vision. Like a gust of wind, it roared and rushed toward the square where the zombie hordes had gathered on the opposite side.
"Holy shit!"
In the team, there was a man carrying a bag of rice on his shoulder. He saw the McLaren sports car rush into the zombie wave in Square opposite, as if in a no-man's land, and suddenly cursed.
And what shocked them even more was that behind this McLaren, followed by a large group of zombies, which had appeared at the intersection and were gathering in this direction.
"Damn it! Quick, get in the car!"
"This is terrifying!"
Everyone threw away the supplies in their hands and climbed into the car in a hurry.
Natasha took the lead, sat in the driver's seat, and started the car.
They were driving a pickup truck.
As for the live streaming equipment... it was left in the truck bed.
"Damn, the guys upstairs are gods! It really is a McLaren!"
"This guy must have been driven crazy by this apocalypse! Driving this kind of fancy sports car to hit zombies?"
"I can only say two words: awesome!"
"Anyway, switching to an off-road Humvee, G-Wagon, or something like that—heck, even a family SUV would be better than this sports car for ramming zombies, right?"
In the live broadcast room, there was an uproar. The sudden appearance of the sports car hitting zombies undoubtedly detonated excitement among the survivors in the live broadcast room.
And on the opposite side, on the square in front of shopping mall.
Leo's face turned red with excitement, and while driving, he shouted "Woohoo!"
This was the first time he'd driven, and it was a sports car worth millions. When he came out of the community, he kept accelerating and accelerating...
Anyway, there were no tickets to worry about.
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