Chapter 3, the President bought a watch

At the entrance stood Lei Bao, the supervisor of the operations department. Upon seeing Tang Ao, he clearly paused for a moment but did not open the door immediately. Tang Ao felt a sinking sensation in his heart as he saw Lei Bao make a phone call, seemingly seeking approval for something

The scent of blood pierced the air, provoking the surrounding zombies, and these creatures continued to gather in greater numbers. The road was obstructed by a jumble of vehicles, making passage difficult. Even with his exceptional driving skills, he could not shake off these insatiable beings for the time being

Although it is a pleasant thing to see a living person early in the morning, encountering this individual is truly dreadful. Tang Ao impatiently raked his disheveled hair and said, "I will say this one last time, I am not your father! Try calling out again and see what happens!"

The streets of City E remain desolate, devoid of any signs of life. Only the sun rises slowly, its golden rays casting light upon the crumbling walls, illuminating the incomplete corpses. Tang Ao jumped out of the car; the driver's body was still there, while the body of the short man was mangled beyond recognition.

Damn it, he has been calling the shots in City E for so many years, only to find out that he has been nothing but a self-righteous monkey all along? While being disliked by others, he still believes he is surrounded by friends and has numerous supporters?

All the zombies were violently crashing into the Audi TT, and soon the glass shattered. One zombie's hand had already reached inside, but fortunately, the heads of two other zombies had also pushed in, getting stuck in the car door. Young Master Tang San could almost smell their bloody, decaying odor, yet he was firmly trapped by the airbag, with cold sweat covering his forehead

Tang Ao opened his mouth but said nothing; he had no strength left, and it seemed that even unbuckling his belt would be a challenge. Hai Momo pulled down his pants, then pulled down his underwear... and upon seeing what was inside, she appeared somewhat confused—why was there a tube connected here, Dad...

Once all the "feet" had passed, the outside was eerily quiet. Hai Momo cautiously poked her little head out from under the car, looked around for a long time, and finally crawled out to continue moving forward. The long-haired dog named Wang Wang followed her alertly, scanning the surroundings for any enemies while sniffing around for food.

However, this way, the speed becomes even more dreadful than that of the zombie comrades

"Why is this different from Momo's?" Those hands were truly tender and smooth, her breath was close at hand, crisp and pure. The esteemed President Tang, who had been busy for days and had forgotten the taste of meat, unexpectedly had a reaction

But now he can't even stand up...

He raised his head to look directly at Tang Ao, his thoughts clear and organized: "Do you remember that year during the school anniversary? I wanted to confess my feelings to the school beauty at the evening party, and you lent me a full outfit, a Dunhill brand. I confessed to the school beauty, but she said she was already yours, and told me not to harbor any delusions and to focus on my studies instead!"

A white long-haired dog is tearing at his leg, its long snout stained a vivid red

The owner of the SUV behind is a middle-aged man with a waxy complexion and a scruffy beard. Upon seeing the zombies begin to encircle, he momentarily felt a sense of compassion and opened the car door

Tang Ao opened her hand and said: "Don't think that this will make me let you follow me. I'm not a kindergarten nanny!"

Ahead lies the city center of City E, where the roads are obstructed by abandoned vehicles, making passage difficult. A fat man ahead has been knocked to the ground by two zombies, and Tang Ao is contemplating whether to stop the car, as the man has already let out a scream— they have bitten his backside

Tang Ao did not need to turn his head to know who had arrived— that white long-haired dog jumped into the deformed car, carrying Hai Momo's backpack on its back. It glanced around and seemed to realize why Tang Ao was unable to move. It bit through the airbag with force, and finally, Tang Ao was able to move. However, the car body was severely deformed, and the seat was stuck on his foot

She was wearing a white shirt and a pink knee-length princess dress, looking as delicate as a doll. At that moment, she was holding a megaphone in her left hand and a severed arm in her right hand, making a loud noise while running. A horde of zombies, at least a squad, was chasing her.

The long-haired dog felt quite satisfied, believing it had scared Tang Ao away, and majestically crawled under the car. Hai Momo held it tightly as heavy footsteps slowly approached from outside. Lying down, she could only see pairs of feet stumbling by. Some of these feet were clad in leather shoes, some in ankle boots, and some were left with only half of their footwear. As they passed, they left behind a trail of dark green blood.

Fortunately, she is small in stature and very agile, and in no time at all, she had run quite a distance away

Tang Ao pondered for a long time, yet he found himself at a loss for words. The zombies wandering nearby began to converge towards this direction, and he had to leave.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the zombies instantly surrounded him, a spray of blood shot up high, and the cries for help abruptly ceased. Tang Ao's gaze was icy; after so many years immersed in the business world, what scenes had he not witnessed? To sympathize with others in a situation where one lacks certainty is to cut off one's own chance of survival

Tang Ao forcefully raked his hair, when suddenly someone dashed out from the side, continuously banging on the car window and shouting for help. Tang Ao raised his axe as a signal, and the other party glared at him a few times, seemingly feeling it was not easy to handle, and then turned to seek help from the driver behind.

Upon seeing him awake, Hai Momo's eyes overflowed with joy: "Dad!"

There was a small cargo truck ahead, and Hai Momo used all her strength to help Tang Ao up. Inside, there was some "leftover food" left by the zombies. Hai Momo's voice was delicate: "Woof woof, throw it!"

Have all these years of struggle and hardship ultimately relied entirely on General Tang, who has severed his father-son relationship with him?

After sleeping in the truck until dawn, Tang Ao found a bottle of drinking water in the toolbox and rinsed his mouth with it. Hearing no noise outside, he opened the car door and stepped out.

Hai Momo hurriedly hid under the belly of the truck and softly called out: "Woof woof, come here!"

Tang Ao kicked him away, and a person crawled out from under the car: "Dad!" It was Hai Momo again! Facing the bright sunlight, she tilted her smooth face up, and Tang Ao could see the fine fuzz along her cheeks: "It's you again!"

The car door was violently slammed by two zombies, and cracks had already formed in the glass. The zombies continued their relentless assault, and Young Master Tang San felt a surge of anxiety. Just as he was planning to dodge and accelerate, a right-side SUV came crashing towards him. With a thunderous roar, all the zombies, including those who were currently feeding, lifted their heads. Tang Ao covered his bleeding forehead; if he had a gun in his hand, he would surely have unleashed a barrage at the shameless individuals in the SUV beside him.

The decaying corpse was almost licking his face, and Tang Ao furrowed his brows tightly—this zombie had quite the audacity! Suddenly, a ringing sound erupted from outside, and the zombie that had struggled to squeeze in turned its head. The ringing grew louder, accompanied by a bloody stench. All the zombies began to move backward.

Tang Ao finally erupted in anger: "Yan Tao! We grew up together, you damn..."

After waiting for two or three minutes, dozens of people came down from upstairs and stood in front of the security door. Standing at the front was a tall, thin man in a suit, his hair slicked back and shining, who was none other than Yan Tao, the manager of the operations department. From across the security door, he scrutinized Tang Ao for a while. Tang Ao's voice was icy: "What does this mean?"

However, the zombies that were chasing Hai Momo had all returned. At this moment, there were continuous noises outside, making it certain that the car door could not be opened. Hai Momo thought for a moment and took out a large bottle of cola from her backpack, using it to wash away the bloodstains in the car.

As the car door swung open, two men suddenly emerged from the surroundings, and together with a third person, they dragged him out of the vehicle and stole his car. The middle-aged man kept banging on the car door, pleading for help, but who would pay him any mind? In his panic, he had no choice but to look for another vehicle, only to be caught by a zombie that grabbed his ankle and pulled him down to the ground.

The long-haired dog picked up the dismembered body and threw it out of the car. Its movements were surprisingly swift, and before long, only bloodstains remained inside the vehicle

Tang Ao stood outside for a long time, while Yan Tao recalled bit by bit: "Later, I got drunk and stained your clothes. I wanted to buy a new one to return to you. But when I checked the brand, I realized I couldn't afford it at all! My father has always told me to stand out, and he worked three jobs just to send me to a key high school! I have always worked hard, but what is the result? I can only follow you around, constantly saying yes, yes, yes, and right, right, right, the CEO is brilliant! My father has always told me to stand out, and he worked three jobs just to send me to a key high school! I have always worked hard, but what is the result? I can only follow you around, constantly saying yes, yes, yes, and right, right, right, the CEO is brilliant! Like a fool, just to highlight how elegant you are, how noble you are, how brilliant and martial you are."

He had not finished speaking when Yan Tao interrupted him: "Yes, we grew up together. You are the son of General Tang, and I am the son of a driver. In the end, my father even lost his job as a driver and ended up working in a cigarette factory." He spoke each word very calmly, "You have supported me a lot over the past decade, and I have always been aware of it. In my freshman year, I had no money to pay for tuition, and you helped me with it. When I expressed my gratitude, you said that was just your pocket money for a week." Over the past decade, you have supported me a lot, and I have always been aware of it. In my freshman year, I had no money to pay for tuition, and you helped me with it. When I expressed my gratitude, you said that was just your pocket money for a week. During the semester when my father was on leave at home, I went three months without eating meat. I still remember that when you heard about it, you immediately took me to eat a meal of braised cabbage and pig's trotters at a roadside stall. That dish was so fragrant that I was drooling, and then you told me that it was the first time in your life you had eaten at such a roadside stall!"

"Dad..." She tightly closed her eyes, holding the white long-haired dog, and quietly called out.

Hai Momo bit her lower lip with her upper teeth, and the white long-haired dog seemed to sense something, barking wildly at him. This sound clearly startled the zombies still wandering nearby. Tang Ao cursed and ran forward with a fire axe and a kitchen knife.

Then she held the empty bottle in front of Tang Ao and bent down to unbuckle his belt.

Dad? A sweet and soft voice echoed in his ears, and he struggled to open his eyes. Hai Momo exerted herself to help him up. She was small, and naturally, her strength was limited. After several attempts, Tang Ao finally stood up. He gritted his teeth, supporting himself with the axe while being assisted by Hai Momo, and they moved forward with great difficulty

When the roads gradually became clear, Tang Ao finally found a vehicle; he had to head to the operations department of Asa. The person in charge there was his childhood buddy, Yan Tao. With zombies scattered everywhere, being alone was indeed too dangerous.

When Tang Ao woke up again, it was already past three in the afternoon. His whole body felt as if every bone had been shattered. In a daze, he called out "water," and a small hand gave him some intravenous fluid. He opened his eyes, first seeing the bottle of intravenous fluid, and then the face of Hai Momo.

Tang Ao weakly said: "I am not your father..." He did not continue, as he had a more embarrassing matter to address—his bladder was about to burst

The once invincible Young Master Tang San has finally fallen to the level of a mere bookkeeper. Tang Ao truly understands the feelings of the Western Chu Hegemon as he took his own life at the Wu River—he can be said to empathize with him. However, the problem still needs to be resolved, he said softly: "Pick it up, aim at the bottle's mouth, be good, and support it a little."

Hai Momo bit her lip tightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead: "Dad, please don't speak!" Tang Ao was too heavy; if she spoke, she wouldn't be able to hold on.

After walking for approximately five minutes, Tang Ao finally spoke: "Let me go."

However, he did not have a gun, and worse still, the airbag in the car had deployed. He was trapped in the middle of the airbag, bleeding.

He said fiercely. However, Hai Momo clearly did not take his threat to heart; she stepped forward a few paces and handed over a large piece of toast.

Being too close, his legs inevitably suffered injury, and for a moment, the pain contorted his handsome face. But at that moment, he could not care less; he crawled out of the car and saw Hai Momo.

He attracted the attention of all the zombies, and the off-road vehicle passed by safely. Inside the vehicle, a long-haired man with a rough appearance poked his head out and let out a loud whistle, looking extremely pleased with himself

That hand was crushed by the newly arrived zombie, and the head of another zombie was getting closer. The right car door was already smashed, and at that moment, another zombie also squeezed in. Tang Ao desperately tried to pull out the kitchen knife with his right hand, but the space was too small, and he couldn't move his hand at all

The long-haired dog anxiously bit onto his pant leg and pulled with all its might. However, it was just a dog; how could it possibly drag a man who stood 1.82 meters tall? Tang Ao exerted tremendous effort and finally managed to pull out the fire axe. He used all his strength to smash the seat open with the axe

The long-haired dog jumped up and down anxiously, resembling an angry mop! It felt that this person must be slacking off and bit Tang Ao several times. Tang Ao waved it away; he had a fever. It seemed that all his strength had been spent on climbing out of the car, and at that moment, his whole body felt weak and limp, unable to move even his fingers

After a considerable amount of time had passed, Yan Tao finally spoke: "In light of our friendship as classmates, I will not kill you. Go on."

He closed his eyes, unaware of how much time had passed, when a sound of footsteps grew closer. The long-haired dog was barking as if reporting to its owner. A small pair of hands rested on his shoulders, helping him to rise.

"Who is it?" Someone in the operations department has already seen him. Young Master Tang, seeing that the surroundings were temporarily safe, opened the car window and leaned out, asking, "It's me. Where is Yan Tao?"

Tang Ao struggled to climb out of the vehicle, only to collapse onto the ground. He had minor abrasions on his face, and his legs bore the marks of an old injury that had not yet healed, now compounded by a new one. It seemed that his arm had dislocated while he was pulling the axe.

It is truly ironic

At the entrance of the operations department, several zombies were gathered around a table, enjoying a feast, while a woman lay on the ground, still wearing high-heeled shoes. Tang Ao accelerated and suddenly crashed into them, sending the group of zombies that were busy eating tumbling over. This action clearly enraged the zombies, and several of them lunged at him. Young Master Tang employed the same tactic again, crushing several zombies underfoot.

This manner of death truly leaves one at the mercy of others

Tang Ao's breathing became heavier as he quickly thought of ways to escape. A head without eyeballs slowly leaned towards him from the right, biting at his exceptionally handsome profile.

Hai Momo then picked up the long object, aimed it at the bottle's opening, and inserted a section of it.

The business department is not far from the Yasa Living Garden; he arrived in just ten minutes by car. On the way, he knocked down a few zombies, and the sunlight shone on his face, prompting him to even turn on the music. A light dance melody flowed through the car, and Young Master Tang's mood improved accordingly—what zombies, what Hai Momo, let them all go to hell.

Tang Ao used a fire axe to sever the head of a zombie and slowly retreated into the car. Yan Tao's face, seen through the glass of the car window, appeared particularly unfamiliar. Yan Tao continued to stare at Tang Ao when suddenly a zombie rushed over and slapped the car window, leaving a shocking bloody handprint.

At this moment, there was no time to worry about so much. Hai Momo helped Tang Ao sit down, who had already lost consciousness. She rummaged through her backpack for a long time; there were quite a few medicines inside, but she did not recognize which ones were for stopping bleeding. She had no choice but to use alcohol to clean Tang Ao's wounds.

Young Master Tang's entire body was flushed with blood—how could he be so infatuated with such a young girl! ... He suddenly recalled the smooth and delicate skin of the movie star Yang Yingying, with her hourglass figure and voluptuous curves

Tang Ao, supported by her, walked for about one hundred meters when he suddenly lifted his chin and said, "Go to the car"

Tang Ao slowly retreated, while Yan Tao fixed his gaze on him: "Tang Ao, if it weren't for your general father, do you really think anyone in E City would take you seriously? Who do you think you are?"

"Hai... Hai Momo, right?" This was the first time he called her by name, and Hai Momo approached him like a little dog. He struggled to lift his arm: "Help me a bit, I... need to go to the bathroom"

I | am so frustrated! I bought a watch last year!

Upon this realization, he indeed shifted his wicked thoughts away from the little Hai Momo. ... However, once he made this shift, President Tang discovered that something was amiss—his treasured sword was stuck in the bottle, bristling with fury ... ... Pull, pull, pull. ... ... ... It wouldn't come out ...

Ten years of friendship as classmates, it is unexpected that it ends with a bloody handprint. Young Master Tang San started the car, recalling the times at the management department, where it was always Yan Tao who eagerly rushed to open the car door for him