Chapter 3, Hijacking the Bus

"Take a photo, so we can show off when we get back." The high school student sniffed hard and asked, "What should we do next?"

As the crowd's vision cleared, they found themselves standing on the bustling streets of Los Angeles, watching the passing fair-haired, blue-eyed Caucasians and listening to their rapid-fire American English. In that instant, every shred of hope in their hearts was shattered, and even a stubborn middle-aged man like Kangsongde realized that this was not a prank.

Upon hearing this, Lao Lin and the bald man both turned pale, raising their guns. Director Kang was taken aback and quickly forced a smile

He is a psycho Zhao Jingye shrugged his shoulders at the American girl, feigning a look of helplessness as he explained

"You madman, you're going to kill us all!" Zhao Jingye was furious, having already seen through the window that the onlooking Americans were frantically taking out their phones to dial 911. The entire street was filled with the word 'terrorist' shouted by them.

I will try to see if I can wear it. The bald man quickly touched the metal box, his expression darkening as he frowned and said, "Damn it, it really doesn't work, it's electrified"

"What are you acting out for? How uncouth." Zhao Jingye, seeing that Qin Yan, whom he had pursued for a long time, had encountered a setback, immediately seized the opportunity to criticize Tang Zheng, hoping to gain more favor and support from the flight attendants. Of course, this was also aimed at tarnishing Tang Zheng's character. Captain Zhao clearly observed that among these individuals, the one who posed the greatest threat to him was Tang Zheng. This young man was too composed, unlike the two prisoners who were rather carefree. He acted with purpose, as if everything happening now was under his control. This feeling was quite uncomfortable for Zhao Jingye, who prided himself on being an elite.

"Terrorists, hijack the bus. Everyone get down!" Tang Zheng shouted in English twice. In fact, he didn't need to shout; upon seeing him holding the driver hostage and the bald man behind him with a rifle, about ten American passengers screamed and rushed out of the back door of the bus, as no one wanted to be a hostage.

Haha, this is amazing, this feeling is incredible. The high school student is the only one who is so excited that he loses himself; after cheering a couple of times, he quickly took out his phone and started taking pictures of everything around him, wanting to preserve it all.

Thank you. Tang Zheng expressed his gratitude to the American girl, shouldered his travel bag, pointed to the two police officers who were looking this way and continuously speaking into their walkie-talkies, and said, "Aren't you leaving yet? Don't you see they are calling for backup? Without a passport, are you just waiting to be caught?"

"Ten minutes is simply not enough to leave the city. Let's go to the embassy. By the way, staying at a gun shop wouldn't be a bad idea either." The high school student appeared excited, his face beaming with pride. He believed his idea was excellent; with weapons in hand, no matter how many zombies came, it would be futile.

Ah, this is why foreign languages are important. Today's university students are all just worthless individuals without any real skills. Every day, apart from surfing the internet, playing games, and watching adult films, they do nothing serious. Zhao Jingye saw Tang Zheng's textbook and naturally understood that he was a university student. Therefore, he adopted a senior's demeanor and subtly reprimanded him, all in order to leave a strong impression of his superiority in the minds of others.

"This team is mine; you have no authority to give orders here." Zhao Jingye said with a broad smile, addressing everyone, "Hire a few taxis; we need to leave the city immediately. Once the citizens of Los Angeles turn into zombies, it will be too late to escape. As long as we enter the desert, there will be significantly fewer zombies. We can find a small town to gather some supplies, and we can easily last for fifteen days."

"I and the book, it's a great pity." The American girl was filled with disappointment and no longer requested a photo together, after all, no one wants the other half in the picture to be a lunatic, just thinking about it is nauseating, so Zhao Jingye became their target

A trace of disappointment flickered in Zhao Jingye's eyes, and he let out a barely perceptible sigh. He then put on a smile and advised, "You should change quickly; look at this outfit, it's form-fitting, and you should be able to wear no more than a set of undergarments underneath."

"It's not that simple, is it?" The high school student underestimated the situation, but after being glared at by Zhao Jingye, he refrained from further remarks

Lighten the load and discard unnecessary items Tang Zheng took out the revenge goddess folding knife and put it into the pocket of his protective clothing The black magnesium rod pendant on his phone was also carefully stored away Ever since watching Bear Grylls' survival show he always liked to carry a folding knife and a magnesium rod when going out After all these items do not take up much space Unexpectedly they have now come in handy

Where to? Kang Songde is the most proactive; this guy actually wrapped the metal box in his arms after changing his clothes

A few American girls dressed in punk attire, with purple eyeshadow, approached, gesturing animatedly as they spoke to Tang Zheng

Hi, where is the nearest hotel?" Tang Zheng faced the American girl, speaking fluent English, which, although slightly tinged with a Chinese accent, conveyed the meaning with absolute clarity

The flight attendants did not expect Tang Zheng to be so bold, and immediately turned their heads to avoid looking at his body clad only in square-cut underwear. Moreover, they did not make any movements; they were not as uninhibited as he was. However, Kang Songde was unrestrained, but unfortunately, before he could open the metal box, he was kicked by the bald man on the shoulder and sent rolling out.

"Nima, let's go." Zhao Jingye moved, and the ten flight attendants also began to run wildly. After all, they still preferred to be together with their colleagues.

"Why?" The American girls noticed that Tang Zheng was ignoring them, and assumed that he did not understand English. They then began conversing with Zhao Jingye and Qin Yan. After all, their flight attendant uniforms were quite conspicuous, and it is generally accepted that flight attendants are proficient in foreign languages.

"Go to the nearest Oasis Hotel; if you can't make it in three minutes, you'll die." As soon as the last flight attendant boarded, Tang Zheng immediately issued the command. Of course, he was merely pretending to be a thug; if they couldn't arrive within the stipulated time, he wouldn't take any excessive actions against the driver.

"Stop making a fuss; everyone should work together in harmony." As the chief attendant, Qin Yan possesses a certain level of authority and charisma, and her sweet appearance has earned her considerable favor in terms of image.

"No matter what you do, just don't act foolishly here; I don't want to be treated like a monkey on display." Kang Songde, having put on his protective suit and with his belly protruding, suggested, "Let's go to the embassy; it's safe, and I have some connections, so we won't come to any harm."

"You are quite a good person, Old Lin. Here, have a panda. In our lifetime, we have never smoked such good tobacco." The bald man first handed a cigarette to Old Lin before he himself began to exhale smoke.

"Xiao Zhao, now is not the time to act impulsively," Kang Songde said while running and repeatedly looking back to persuade him. "The chances of us all surviving together are much greater."

"Please note, the game officially begins, and in ten minutes, all citizens of Los Angeles will be turned into zombies." This mechanical voice remained devoid of any emotion

This guy has gone mad The bald man cursed without any hesitation and then ran off Old Lin and the maintenance worker followed closely behind The high school student hesitated a bit as he wanted to stay with the flight attendants

"Hotel, trust me and come with me, otherwise just wait to die." Seeing a bus stop at a sign several meters away, Tang Zheng took large strides and sprinted towards it, squeezing in just before the doors closed.

First, put on the protective suit. Tang Zheng opened the silver metal box, and what caught his eye was a black tight-fitting protective suit. Without caring that he was in the middle of the street, he directly tore off his original clothes and quickly put it on.

"Ha, that slap was really something fierce." The bald man chuckled with glee, and it now seemed that Captain Zhao's earlier haughty lesson had turned him into a ridiculous little clown, utterly embarrassing.

Accompanied by the roaring bus, was Tang Zheng's English shout that echoed throughout the entire street, "We are going to hijack the Oasis Hotel, let the SWAT team go to hell!"

"Captain, you are very humorous." A flight attendant who admired Zhao Jingye laughed, subtly complimenting him. As for taking care of Tang Zheng's feelings? After all, the other party couldn't understand anyway

Indeed, due to Tang Zheng's bold actions, these American pedestrians curiously gathered around. Many took out their phones to take pictures, and some cheerful individuals continuously gave him thumbs up, praising his physique while asking him to strike a few more poses

The bus driver was not a tough guy, nor could one discern Tang Zheng's feigned calmness and anxious mindset. Feeling the cold blade pressed against his neck and the dark muzzle of the gun pointed at him from the side, he pressed the accelerator without any hesitation.

Tang Zheng finished tidying up and stood up, not having had the chance to persuade the flight attendants to change their clothes again, when the warning from the cubic silver wooden horse rang out in everyone's ears.

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Jingye expressed his dissatisfaction with the actions of the high school student. He took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, and then noticed the bald man staring at the cigarette pack in his hand. He casually smiled and handed over the lighter as well, saying, "Let's smoke together"

Due to his long-term commitment to running and using resistance bands, Tang Zheng's physique is quite commendable. Coupled with his impressive height of 1.83 meters and his strong, handsome features, along with his black hair and dark eyes, he exudes a unique aura of mystery and charm characteristic of Eastern individuals

"They want to take a photo with you." The flight attendant who had spoken to Tang Zheng translated this. Seeing him look over, the flight attendant extended her hand and introduced herself, "Hello, my name is Qin Yan."

The American girl’s eyes lit up as she began to give directions to Tang Zheng, and their communication posed no issues whatsoever

Tang Zheng. Tang Zheng glanced at her without reaching out; instead, he took off his travel bag from his back and began to sort through its contents. Advanced Mathematics, Marxist Philosophy, and a thick book on Medicinal Botany were all tossed onto the ground, leaving only a bottle of mineral water, three cans of beef, and three packets of instant noodles, which constituted his dinner.

Zhao Jingye's expression was quite grim, as if he were about to squeeze water from the AK74. The flight attendant who admired him curled her lip and shot a glare at Tang Zheng, disparagingly saying, "This guy is nothing but a self-centered lunatic who doesn't care about others at all. I certainly do not want to entrust my life to someone like him"

To be honest, this guy is quite easy on the eyes, and when paired with a uniform, he exudes even more vigor and charm, making him the ideal candidate for a husband

Tang Zheng burst into the bus compartment, the vengeful goddess's folding knife already in hand. Pretending to be casual, he walked swiftly to the driver's side, and with a rapid motion, he pressed the blade against the neck of the American man. The bald man, upon getting on the bus, was momentarily taken aback but then cooperatively raised the muzzle of his Type 95 rifle.

"How do we change here? Everyone has seen us," a flight attendant pointed at the onlooking Americans and pleaded with a tearful tone, "Why not find a restroom?"

Unfortunately, the high school student was treated as if he were invisible. Most of the flight attendants looked at Zhao Jingye, waiting for his suggestion, while the bald man and Old Lin focused their attention on Tang Zheng, preparing to see how he would respond