Seeing the leaping corpse dog disappearing from Wang Qiang's chest, Tang Xiaoquan's hanging heart finally dropped.
His plan succeeded. Although the process was extremely dangerous, the final result was still satisfactory.
"Huh~" Wang Qiang took a long breath, and as he breathed out this depressed breath, his chest began to rise and fall uncontrollably.
It's no wonder that Wang Qiang behaved in such a panic. If Wu Chao's movements had been slower for just a few seconds, he would have been frightened by the corpse dog's aggressive momentum and fell to the ground.
Wang Qiang, who was resurrected from the disaster, was obviously holding back his anger. After he regained his breath, he looked at the "damn bastard" who was smashed into the car by Wu Chao with a stick.
"Woowang!" The corpse dog was also obsessed with it. It had clearly touched the prey's clothes, but for some reason it had inexplicably distanced itself from the prey.
It was jumping desperately, trying to use the height of the chairs and stools in the car to support it to jump out of the car.
Unfortunately, its own physiological structure dictates that it can only barely lie on the top window with its front legs.
There is no doubt that the corpse dog is no longer a threat at this moment. It really fulfills the saying "a turtle in a urn".
Although the cadaver dog's natural hunting instinct made it perform amazing actions during the entire culling process, compared with humans, his little intelligence was not enough after all.
With quick eyes and quick feet, Wang Qiang saw the moment when the dog's claws could reach the roof of the car. He decisively raised his foot and stepped on it, accurately placing it there.
Wang Qiang only spent less than a minute on such a huge transformation from the initial captured person to the current predator.
However, stepping on the dog's claws and hearing the howling was obviously not enough to calm Wang Qiang's anger. He raised the snake spear in his hand expressionlessly, and then faced the corpse that was barking at him in the car. The dog was struck with a spear.
The frustrated spear tip penetrated downwards along the wide-open dog's mouth, and instantly black-red blood spurted out along the corpse dog's throat.
This was such a painful torture that even the person who performed it, Wang Qiang, couldn't help but feel that there seemed to be a foreign object surging in his mouth.
He spat because he found that the corpse's mouth, which was instinctively closed, made it impossible for him to pull out the snake spear in his hand.
Wang Qiang reluctantly exerted some force again, but the corpse dog's powerful jaws were like a pair of giant pincers. No matter how hard you swayed or pulled, you couldn't move it at all.
In addition, Wang Qiang even saw where the canine teeth were biting. The thick wooden stick was being reduced by friction at a speed visible to the naked eye. I believe that as long as this beast is given a period of time, it will be able to use the two rows of sharp teeth in its mouth. Chew the sticks in pieces.
While Wang Qiang was horrified, the anger in his heart was also stimulated and intensified.
"MD, you bitch can really resist! Come on! Let me see how you can resist!" As he spoke, Wang Qiang turned to look at Tang Xiaoquan behind him, and then glared with his eyes as if he was about to spit out fire. He shouted: "Give me your kitchen knife!"
Slightly stunned, Tang Xiaoquan was thinking about the next arrangement in his mind. At this moment, Wang Qiang's drink clearly made him unable to regain his senses.
But before he could speak, a sturdy figure walked up from behind: "Brother Wang! Use mine!"
The sharp blade was stained with blood, and a big, thick hand was handed to Wang Qiang.
This time, it was Wang Qiang's turn to be stunned. The person speaking was none other than Wei Dazhuang, who had just carried out the beheading operation.
"Brother Da...Zhuang..." He subconsciously responded. Wang Qiang's voice was very long. It was obvious that he did not expect Wei Dazhuang to take the initiative to talk to him.
What shocked him even more was that the latter actually used the title "Brother Wang", which made Wang Qiang wonder if there was something wrong with his ears.
After all, he and the latter have an irreconcilable conflict. At least in Wang Qiang's view, the other party will never and cannot let go of this conflict and forgive him in the short term.
What Wang Qiang didn't know was that the resolute words he spoke out when Wei Dazhuang was on the verge of danger had unknowingly touched the latter's closed heart.
"Brother Da Zhuang! Don't worry about doing your job! As long as I, Wang Qiang, are here today! I won't let that beast get close to you!"
Seeing that Wang Qiang didn't make a move, Wei Dazhuang said again, "Take it! Brother Wang!"
It's just that this time his tone was obviously stronger than before.
"Oh oh oh!" Under Da Zhuang's strong urging, Wang Qiang subconsciously picked up a sickle.
When he got the handle of the knife, he heard Da Zhuang's deep voice commanding again: "Fuck that beast!"
"Yes!" He nodded decisively, how could Wang Qiang not know what the other party meant.
He held the sickle in his hand and turned around again. The corpse dog in the car was still flapping vigorously, but the snake spear inserted vertically in its mouth hindered its climbing movement.
Wang Qiang didn't delay any longer. He had already given this beast too many opportunities to breathe, so now...
Crouching down, seeing the prey actively approaching him, the corpse dog was naturally extremely excited.
Wang Qiang looked at the bloodthirsty greed in the corpse dog's eyes, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Do you want to eat me? Hum, then it depends on whether you have this ability!"
After saying that, the sickle's unique curved shape was wrapped around the corpse dog's neck. Wang Qiang gently lifted it, and when the sharp edge inside touched the skin of the dog's neck, he suddenly exerted force, and then twitched fiercely. A horrifying trail of blood snaked upwards along the corpse dog's neck.
For a moment, a large pool of blood flowed down like a bursting flood, and in just a moment, the rotting black skin of the corpse dog was stained with blood red.
Wang Qiang had no interest in torturing the corpse dog, so after bleeding the dog's neck, he raised his knife and ended up killing the poor beast.
At this point, all five beasts were killed, and the results for the survivors were not unfruitful.
But the price they paid for it was also... extremely tragic!
Under Tang Xiaoquan's greeting, Wang Qiang, who was physically and mentally exhausted, finally went down to the factory.
Lin Junfu on the other end also quickly ordered someone to open the factory door and drive the Buick GL8 that was stagnant outside back into the factory.
After all, the car was only leaning against the wall at the moment. If a few more beasts attacked, they could break into the factory through the roof of the Buick.
When everything was settled and the factory doors were closed once again, all the survivors who participated in the harvest plan let out a long sigh of relief.
Because each of them has a very clear psychology, it has to be said that it is a blessing to be able to come back alive from this mission.
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