Gamers Are Fierce Chapter 19: Back view

The black mane covered in black mane stared at Li Ang bitterly with only one eye left, and jumped like a spring on the soles of his feet, jumped out of the Great Hall, and walked along the two cars on the left side of the gate. The wide country road galloped like lightning and quickly disappeared into the night.

Not even a grenade will kill you...

Li Ang, who stuck his head out from behind the pile of desks and chairs, let out a breath of foul breath, slapped the wood chips and dust off his body, and walked out the door.

At this time, the three villagers who played cards together had already led the strong men in the village, riding motorcycles, tricycles, and bicycles along the road on the right, and hurried to the entrance of the Great Hall.

Suddenly looking over, these villagers with flashlights, torches, rakes, pitchforks, hatchets, and even hunting earthen firearms are all in a mess, and they still have a bit of deterrence in the night.

The poor mountains and bad waters make troublesome people, and they live in a dangerous place like Yinshan Village.

Unfortunately, this kind of bravery is still of little use when fighting for water sources and fighting between two villages. When encountering a black zombie who can't even break through an assault rifle, it is basically a food delivery.

"Hammer, what about that thing?"

The strong man at the head got off the motorcycle, waved the firearm in his hand, and asked Li Ang.

Li Ang glanced at the villagers whose fighting power was worrying, shook his head, and said expressionlessly: "Where does the road on the left lead to?"

The strong man was swept away by Li Ang's calm gaze, and subconsciously replied: "Provincial capital."

Li Ang nodded, stepped forward, stepped on a motorcycle belonging to a strong man, twisted the accelerator, and chased after Hei Zong's footprints.

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Feng Tiegen drove the silver-gray Wuling pickup truck on the winding road with the headlights on.

The night was dark, and the dense branches hanging from the low mountain walls were like dense fishing nets, blocking the deserted moonlight.

Feng Tiegen is going to the county seat to apply for her mother's funeral certificate.

His wife, Zhang Cuifang, was sitting in the passenger seat. She had a thin face, prominent cheekbones, dyed brown hair, heavy makeup, and was leaning against the window to brush short videos.

The inexplicable laughter and noisy soundtrack in the short video reverberated in the narrow car. Feng Tiegen was distraught, took a deep breath, and said to his wife, "Can you stop for a while?"

As if she didn't hear Zhang Cuifang, she changed her posture and continued to swipe the screen to laugh. The volume of the phone was even a little louder.

Anger suddenly rose, Feng Tiegen turned his head and shouted: "Turn down the voice! Can't you hear it?"

Zhang Cuifang was stunned for a moment, and looked at her cowardly husband who was usually timid and fearful with disbelief. "You dare to yell at me?"

"What's wrong with yelling at you?" Feng Tiegen gritted his teeth, "If it weren't for your stinky bitch, would my mother die?..."

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Cuifang stared, her eyes almost protruding, "Feng Tiegen, you are getting more and more shameless, who said that medical treatment was too expensive? Who said it was too tiring to take care of my mother? Who brought my mother into the cowshed?

You went out to play cards and fell asleep by yourself. Do you still blame others for not giving your mother something to eat? "

Feng Tiegen clenched the steering wheel tightly, blue veins bursting out on his fingers, as if he was about to squeeze the steering wheel.

"Yo, why, you want to beat someone?" Zhang Cuifang glanced at her husband, Shi Shiran put down the phone, twisted herself into the seat, and sneered, "Hey, Feng Tiegen, Feng Tiegen, I'm surprised. Strange, you said how could I be blind to marry such a useless **** like you..."

Sarcasm, mockery, all kinds of cynical, acerbic words sputtered out of Zhang Cuifang's mouth like machine gun bullets.

Suddenly, the storm of ridicule subsided in an instant, Feng Tiegen turned back subconsciously, but saw Zhang Cuifang staring at the rearview mirror, her face with heavy makeup turned pale.

Step, step, step, step, step.

A very rhythmic running sound sounded from the back of the truck. From the rearview mirror, Feng Tiegen saw a thin black figure wearing a brown shroud, galloping along the winding road.

The rhythm of that figure's running pace is not fast, but the distance between the steps is extremely long. Every time it jumps and lands, it can span a distance of seven or eight meters, and it looks like it is floating at a low altitude.

And its gray-white hair is straight behind it like a straight line, and the hem of the brown shroud dances violently, and it can keep up with the speed of the truck in the dark.

In just a few breaths, the figure was only a few positions away from the truck. As the distance between the two sides narrowed, Feng Tiegen could finally see the face of the figure.

His mother.

"Ho...ho...." Feng Tiegen was so horrified that he couldn't help himself. Zhang Cuifang, who was also terrified, gave her husband a shove and shouted, "Go away!!"

Feng Tiegen woke up as if from a dream, and, ignoring his pounding heart that was about to burst, he slammed on the accelerator and left the zombies behind.

The winding mountain road is winding and rugged, with tough rock walls on one side and Baizhang Mountain on the other. Ordinary travel, even in the daytime, you have to drive carefully. If you are not careful, you will even fall off the cliff with your car and the car, especially in the middle of the night.

Feng Tiegen couldn't care less, his sweaty palms tightly gripped the steering wheel, and the soles of his feet switched back and forth between the accelerator and the brake.

The speed of life and death.

The running sound gradually became lighter, and finally disappeared completely. Feng Tiegen breathed a sigh of relief and asked his wife without looking back, "Did you get rid of it?"

Without any response, Feng Tiegen turned his head to look at the co-pilot, only to see the shaggy zombie with a ferocious face, jumping up the tough stone wall with the power of flying clouds and lightning ~IndoMTL.com~ grabbing the branches that sprang out, the ape climbed the monkey Leaping, rushed to the front of the truck in a few breaths.

Before Feng Tiegen could react, the zombie jumped down from the top of the tree, with a slim figure as if it was a thousand pounds, and suddenly fell on the window of the cab of the truck.

The glass shattered in response, and the vehicle involuntarily turned to the side and slammed into the stone guardrail on the edge of the cliff.

The steel skeleton of the truck was twisted and deformed, making a deafening noise. Feng Tiegen, who was not wearing a seat belt, flew out of the cab, rolling over and losing consciousness.

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After a long time, Feng Tiegen woke up with blood dripping from his forehead, half of the skin on his face and palms was worn away, and there was severe pain in every part of his body.

The chaotic and disordered memories were gradually pieced together in his mind, and Feng Tiegen struggled to get up from the ground.

The headlights of the pickup were barely on. In the two rays of light, Feng Tiegen saw his wife lying in front of the car and his mother.

The woman named Zhang Cuifang had long since died, her silent pupils stared at the darkness of the night, and a black-haired zombie crouched beside her, stretched out her hands in Zhang Cuifang's body, and searched her stomach.

Literally scouring the bowels.

Chewing, chewing, Hei Zong chewed his organs, dripping blood slid down the front of the shroud.

The strong smell of blood filled Feng Tiegen's nasal cavity, making him want to vomit, but the strong sense of survival made him stretch out his hand to cover his mouth with pantothenic acid and turn around.

He's running for his life.

The left ankle seemed to have been fractured. Every time he took a step, the severe pain caused Feng Tiegen's back to spasm involuntarily. He staggered and walked, in the dark night.

I don't know when, the chewing sound slowly stopped, Hei Zong stood up, and his son's back was reflected in the gray pupils.