The zombie dog could never have imagined how the prey that was already so close to itself could become farther and farther away from itself in the blink of an eye.
Unable to accept the reality, it threw its two front paws in the air, just like an athlete in a freestyle competition. It was obvious that it was working hard. It didn't stop until it fell heavily to the ground.
The huge inertia caused the corpse dog that fell to the ground to still slide back several meters away. The strong friction directly caused him to leave a scarlet and terrifying deep blood mark wherever he swept the ground.
Perhaps it was too painful, even the corpse dog that had been turned into a zombie could not suppress its roar in the sky.
The shrill howl pierced through the clouds and fog, oscillating back and forth in the open fields.
This time it was Tang Xiaoquan's turn to be confused. He closed his eyes tightly and naturally had no idea what had just happened above him.
He even wondered if it was a hallucination after his death.
After all, he didn't make any counterattack against the corpse dog, but why did the other party's cry sound so... miserable?
However, Tang Xiaoquan's doubts did not last long, because...
"Quan Zi! Are you okay? Get in the car quickly!" The man's calm and powerful voice was like a stabilizing agent hitting Tang Xiaoquan's chest, making the extinguished fire in his heart burn again.
"No, it's okay!" Except for the slight pain in his back, Tang Xiaoquan's other parts were indeed fine. On the contrary, the Second King, who was on his side and in front, had been tortured by another corpse dog's repeated bombardment until he was as good as a dead man.
"Chaozi, Xiaowen, get out of the car quickly and help Qiangzi and Daguo up. Xiaotang, you can come up by yourself!" As he finished speaking, Hu Xiaodong started the car again and blocked the car between the dog and the man, which was regarded as a natural path. The iron wall "gap".
After he stopped the car, Wu Chao and Wenquan Xin quickly got out of the car and helped one of them back to the car seat.
"MD, what a fucking coward, Brother Hu, kill him!" Just like there was a sworn feud, as soon as he got in the car, Wang Qiang fucked his heavy breathing throat, word by word. Yelled and cursed.
Hu Xiaodong can understand Wang Qiang's anger very well, because the dejected feeling of being constantly hit by corpse dogs and being almost powerless can really drive people crazy.
However, given the preciousness of fuel, Hu Xiaodong would not be stupid enough to collide head-on with a cadaver dog with his car. Although the car would have a 100% chance of winning if it really collided with it, there was still one prerequisite before all the fruits of victory could be achieved, and that was You have to make sure you can actually hit the corpse dog.
Otherwise, it will just be like just now, being tossed around by the nimble pace of the corpse dog, and then running out of gas and being forced to fight hand-to-hand.
And by then, the final winner is really unknown.
Therefore, ignoring Wang Qiang's proposal of revenge, Hu Xiaodong made a quick operation. After straightening the front of the car, he immediately stepped on the accelerator, and a roaring tail smoke spurted out from the exhaust pipe.
Immediately the Buick GL8 sped towards the factory area!
Seeing the "fat and fresh meat" that was about to arrive in your mouth just run away with the "iron bumps", you can imagine how angry the two corpse dogs were at this moment.
Each one of them shouted and roared, and then they chased after them with their legs thrown away.
"MD! These two bastards are really determined to die!" Using the rearview mirror, Wang Qiang saw the zombie dogs following behind.
The two corpse dogs are on the left and right, and their vigorous pace is no slower than that of the four-wheeled Buick GL8.
Seeing this scene, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
After all, the harvesting site is not far from the factory. If we don't get rid of these two followers now, it will be a problem for everyone to enter the factory smoothly.
Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoquan immediately urged: "Brother Hu, quickly find a way to get rid of them, so as not to have too many dreams every day!"
"Well," Hu Xiaodong nodded subconsciously. He glanced at the rearview mirror above his head. After confirming the distance between the car and the dog, he smiled coldly and thought: "Since you are so If you want to play, then I will accompany you to have fun!"
His eyes suddenly condensed, Hu Xiaodong tightened his hands on the tray, and immediately stepped on the accelerator pedal to the lowest level. At the same time, he shouted: "Brothers, sit tight, let's go racing with the beasts!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qiang felt his body lean back heavily. The sudden increase in speed made him exclaim "Oh yeah" in excitement.
Powerful! The Buick GL8 at this moment really deserves this idiom. Without the obstruction of pedestrians or obstacles, Hu Xiaodong can soar its roaring speed at will.
This lasted for about ten seconds. When Wang Qiang looked back at the car again, the two "stooges" who just refused to let go had disappeared without a trace.
"Hahahaha!" He laughed wildly from the bottom of his heart. Seeing that the corpse dog was at a disadvantage, Wang Qiang rolled down the window like a vent, stretched out his head and yelled at the deserted country road behind the car: " NMD, you stupid bastard, keep chasing! Why the hell don’t you chase! Fuck! Eat the exhaust fumes from classic cars! FUCK!”
With his middle finger raised suddenly, Wang Qiang raised it in the sunshine, then turned back and retracted into the car, leaning heavily on the back of the seat.
Because the car was traveling very fast, it took almost no time for the car to arrive at the gate of the factory.
When everyone saw the four characters "Zhongkun Textile" across the roof, everyone couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
"Quick, quick, quick! Open the door!" Zhao Yunhai wished he could open up the cardboard boxes and other objects in front of him with one palm, while greeting him while personally lifting the cardboard boxes in front of him.
You must know that he was driven crazy by the frustration in the factory. If Lin Junfu hadn't stopped him desperately, Lao Zhao would have returned to the battlefield with a big product.
Therefore, when he saw the familiar Buick GL8 returning, you can imagine how unbearable his anxious heart was.
"Xiao Hu, how are you! Are all the brothers back? Is everyone back safely?" Zhao Yunhai couldn't wait for all the boxes to be moved, so he asked impatiently.
"It's okay! Uncle Zhao!" Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a blood-stained figure slowly emerged from the sunroof on the roof of the car. Wang Qiang put on a slightly exaggerated victory pose, and then said arrogantly: " Can those stupid beasts be our opponents? Don’t worry, Zhao Shu and we are all fine!!"
But there are always some unsatisfactory things in this world, otherwise there would be no such term as extreme joy leading to sorrow.
Just when Zhao Yunhai was relieved that all his brothers could return safely, the standing figure of the young man in his eyes suddenly shook, and then...
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