He pressed down on the bicycle tire, it was a bit deflated, and the chain was somewhat rusty, but it was still rideable.
Su Mo straddled the bike and patted the rusted rear seat, "Get on, I'll take you to find a car."
Yang Yichu, with a stiff smile on his face, sat on the bike, his small hands tightly hugging her slender waist.
Su Mo pedaled the bike onto the road.
From time to time, a few zombies would pass by, but with Yang Yichu present, Su Mo and her little bike were completely ignored, as if they were air.
A journey that would normally take two hours on foot was cut down to an hour.
She was constantly narrowing her search for the car that Yang Yichu had described.
Soon, in a small alley, she spotted the car he had mentioned.
A newly modified battle vehicle, pitch-black all over with moonlight reflecting off its surface, casting a cold gleam.
Very clean, not at all like something that had been abandoned.
