Rebirth before Apocalypse: My Whole Family are Bigshots!-Chapter 269: Seven Years
The motorcycle sped on, recklessly meeting a green garbage truck in a narrow lane.
Bang!
A loud crash.
The motorcycle was instantly wrecked, while the green garbage truck remained unscathed.
The cold young man sitting on it was flung through the air, landing heavily on the ground.
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s cold eyes held a hint of confusion.
Even though he heard the sound of bones breaking in his body, he didn’t feel any pain.
Even so, he lay on the ground for a long time before collecting his thoughts.
Since the apocalypse began, it was the first time he was hit by someone!
"Oh my! Old Wang, can’t you go slower? You’ve hit someone again!"
An exclamatory voice sounded from inside the green garbage truck.
"Uh, the young man was going the wrong way!"
Uncle Wang weakly said.
Uncle Liu rolled his eyes, placing his hand on the handle, preparing to get out and help the young man who had been hit.
Just then, the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming got up from the ground.
The scars on his face and body began to heal visibly.
At his level, even without absorbing crystal cores, by using the powerful superpower within his body, he had a certain self-healing ability.
As long as it wasn’t a burn from strong superpowers, a collision of this degree could heal within a breath.
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming expressionlessly looked at the green garbage truck and the two elderly men inside.
"Sorry, young man!"
Uncle Wang awkwardly scratched his head.
Recently, with Bai Zhengxuan absent from the Fire Phoenix Safety Base, the group of elderly people lost one member and felt something amiss.
They had all gotten thinner from hunger!
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming remained silent, his fingers twined with black flames, an intense aura instantly enveloping a radius of ten meters.
A wave of fear quickly spread from within the two men’s hearts, chilling them to their core.
Uncle Wang and Uncle Liu’s faces changed instantly; damn, this young man looks quite formidable!
"Old Wang, don’t you think this young man looks familiar?"
Uncle Liu looked at the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s face and suddenly recalled something.
"No, not familiar!"
Uncle Wang’s foot rested on the accelerator, ready to make a quick getaway at any moment.
For the first time, Uncle Wang had the urge to flee from a young man who seemed so powerful.
The two fearless old men sat obediently in the driver’s seat, like well-behaved kindergarten students.
As the hostility from the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming intensified, Uncle Liu finally spoke up.
"Is that you, Xiao Zhang?" Uncle Liu stuck his head out of the garbage truck’s window, "I’m really sorry this time, your Uncle Wang wasn’t looking. For Old Bai’s sake, could you let it go this time?"
Uncle Liu forced a smile, pretending not to see the black flames twined around the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s hand.
A few days ago, two photographs were posted on the gate of the Fire Phoenix Safety Base.
They were of Zhang Yiming and Fan Tangtang. He finally remembered; the young man who seemed to have a good relationship with the Bai Family was actually a Zombie King.
Those two photos had already been torn down.
It’s said that some superpower teams from the Fire Phoenix Safety Base were wiped out in Zombie Village.
The Fire Phoenix Safety Base suffered severe losses.
Afraid of retaliation by the Zombie King, the base tore down the Zombie King’s photos!
Uncle Wang, being scatterbrained, never paid attention to things with words.
Fortunately, he had glanced at them, or the elderly trio would only have Old Bai left after today!
"Old Bai?"
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming slightly frowned, the black flames in his hand dimming slightly.
The surname Bai always managed to calm him down quickly.
"Yes! It’s Xiao Niu’s grandpa, Old Bai. We have a pretty good relationship."
Uncle Liu tried to maintain a gentle smile on his face.
But his hands and legs were trembling slightly.
He had no choice; the person in front of him was the Zombie King!
Today, he understood why the superpower teams from the Fire Phoenix Safety Base died in Zombie Village.
Just from the Zombie King’s aura, he was nearly suffocating.
"Oh, I see, we’re on the same side!" Uncle Wang finally realized, "Sorry, young man. It’s like the great flood washed away the Dragon King’s temple; family doesn’t recognize family!"
No wonder he found the young man familiar.
And the feeling of the crash was exactly the same as a previous one.
Turns out, he had hit this young man before.
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming glanced expressionlessly at the two old men in the garbage truck, the flames in his hand vanishing instantly.
He said nothing, still shrouded in palpable murderous intent.
"Don’t be angry, young man!"
Uncle Liu pulled a smile, greeting him warmly.
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming glanced at the green garbage truck and walked away.
"Old Liu, why are you shaking?"
Uncle Wang looked at Uncle Liu, trembling like a leaf, blinking in confusion.
The aura from that young man was indeed intimidating.
But it wasn’t enough to make him shake like a leaf, right?
"Hah! Ignorance breeds fearlessness!"
Uncle Liu coldly laughed twice, ignoring Uncle Wang, shrinking into the passenger seat, trembling.
It was too terrifying just now.
The Zombie King, too dreadful.
Uncle Liu silently muttered – Long live Old Bai, then memorized Bai Zhengxuan’s name.
This name was practically a lifesaver!
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming strode in one direction, his cold face becoming somewhat ghastly.
Killing had already become a habit.
Suddenly restraining himself, refraining from killing, was quite difficult.
The only smell the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming could sense was the scent of human blood and flesh.
His mouth kept secreting factors, strongly making his stomach crave flesh and blood.
He was finding it hard to resist.
Since the third year of the apocalypse, he let himself go wild.
No longer restraining himself from devouring blood and flesh, humans died like ants in his hands.
For seven years, he’d been devouring flesh, slaughtering humans for seven years.
The number of humans who died at his hands or were fed to zombies by him was countless.
Only one thing was certain, he was the greatest evil in the hearts of all survivors.
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming staggered down the road.
The higher the zombie level, the more sensitive their sense of smell.
He could even smell survivors several kilometers away.
Seeing Xiao Niu, the immense joy made him momentarily forget the urge to devour flesh.
When Xiao Niu was around, no matter how bloodthirsty he was, he would never touch any flesh.
All his self-restraint started to crumble after being hit by the garbage truck.
Seven years of indulgence couldn’t be given up quickly.
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming, like a confused child, his gaze gradually sharpened, surveying his surroundings with a fierce intensity.
Like a beast ready to hunt.
His nails piercing into his flesh, oozing black blood.
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming quickened his pace, rapidly heading in a direction where the scent of flesh was less potent.
His mind tormented to the extreme, ravaged by a frenzied bloodthirsty impulse.
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming gritted his teeth, using all his self-control.
He couldn’t taint her world.
"Bang!"
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming stumbled like a drunk person, colliding with a robust young man at the corner.
"Hey! Who the hell are you! Not watching where you walk, are your eyes just for show?"
The startled young man, hit by the collision, lashed out at the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.
