As soon as Wang Ai's words came out.
Lu Jin and Lu Ci couldn't help but wonder.
Didn't he say that he would fight his way out of the encirclement?
What about the people surrounding it?
Where is the blood trail?
Just when he thought about it, before he had time to ask, the military vehicle turned gracefully and turned into another street.
Then... they saw the people surrounding them and the bloody path they were fighting.
Starting from this end of the long street, looking forward, as far as the eye can see, all the way to the end of the long street, there are densely packed corpses.
Because the street was low-lying and the body was blocked at the drainage outlet, blood accumulated in the street and formed a pool.
The strong smell of blood permeated the surroundings, with a stale fishy stench.
Lu Jin has been a rough person since he was a child. After joining the Trinity Sect, he often went to suppress bandits and kill thieves with his master Zuo Ruotong. He saw a lot of bloody things.
Even when he moves his hands, it can be described as cruel, as if his nerves have been forged into steel bars.
But when he suddenly saw this scene, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, but there was no cold air in this place, only the smell of blood that was so rich that it smoked his eyes.
After taking this sip, he was choked by the smell of blood in his lungs and couldn't help but cough violently.
The military vehicle broke into this street. Zhang Zhiwei did not stop, stepped on the clutch, shifted the gear to second gear, stepped on the accelerator, and the military vehicle rolled over the corpses and swayed forward.
In the car, Wang Ai's face turned pale and he was even more miserable than Lu Jin. He clenched the handle of the car window tightly and looked at the scene outside the window, dumbfounded.
He was so frightened that he thought he had stepped into hell and jumped into a pool of blood.
There is a feeling that in one second, this military vehicle will fall into the abyss and sink into this bloody water forever.
Lu Ci was better. Strictly speaking, his method of torture was much bloodier than this, but the quantity was far behind.
But even so, he still felt trembling in his heart.
This scene is so brutal that people dare not look directly at it!
Lu Ci secretly looked at Zhang Zhiwei.
I saw Zhang Zhiwei staring ahead without changing his expression, and stepped on the accelerator. The car engine roared, the tires rubbed against the ground, and a cloud of blood and mud was stirred up.
"Senior Brother Zhang, do you call this fighting a bloody road? How many Japanese pirates have you killed?" Lu Ci said with a surprised look on his face.
"It's not much. The streets here are too narrow, so it just looks like there are many. Besides, why isn't this called a bloody road? Let me ask you, is this a bloody road?"
As Zhang Zhiwei spoke, he stepped on the accelerator and flowed past the bloody road into a clean street.
"Literally a bloody road, when you put it like that... there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it!"
Lu Ci smacked his lips, feeling something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
He stuck his head out of the window and looked back at the bloody and terrifying scene behind him.
Suddenly, he discovered that on the street next door, there were also large pools of blood spilling out, and there were also the wreckage of two burning fighter jets.
But before he could take a closer look, the military vehicle turned a corner and everything behind it disappeared from sight.
"Senior Brother Zhang, the street next to you was also...killed by you?" Lu Ci asked quickly.
Zhang Zhiwei said: "We said it was a breakout. Breaking through an siege. If there are enemies on only one street, what kind of breakout is that?"
"I killed all the Japanese pirate troops in the surrounding streets. Otherwise, why do you think it took so long?"
Hearing this, Lu Ci's eyes widened: "Senior Brother Zhang, do you call this a breakout? What you are doing is clearly annihilation, okay?"
"Don't worry about these details, just ask you, have we stood out?!"
Zhang Zhiwei held the steering wheel with one hand and stuck his other hand out of the window, enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing on his palms.
"The suddenness is outstanding, but this method is a bit too..."
Speaking of this, Lu Ci paused.
Zhang Zhiwei thought Lu Ci would say that this method was a bit too cruel.
Unexpectedly, Lu Ci suddenly grabbed his hair and said regretfully:
"This is so fucking enjoyable. I didn't participate in such an enjoyable thing. Instead, I battled wits with a bunch of idiots in that shabby hotel. I'm so stupid, really!"
Lu Ci transformed into Mrs. Xiang Lin and kept thinking there, with her head bowed and her feet stamped, feeling extremely regretful.
"There's no chance, right? If you practice more and become more diligent, I'll take you with me when I break out next time!" Zhang Zhiwei said.
When Lu Ci heard this, he became excited: "Senior Brother Zhang, we have agreed that we will fight our way out together, literally!"
"You're very positive, kid!" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.
"Cough cough cough... Count me in, count me in, cough cough cough..."
Lu Jin was still coughing. Hearing such a thing, he quickly raised his hand to sign up.
Lu Ci glanced at Lu Jin, who was coughing constantly, and the trait of damaging friends showed up again, and said sarcastically:
"I'm saying you're being serious. You've been choked by the smell of blood for so long, and your ability to withstand it is so poor. How can you come out and make a living with us!"
"Ahem, cough, cough... I'm injured, my lungs are twitching, it's not because I can't bear it!"
Lu Jin said with a stubborn look on his face, his head can be cut off and his blood can be shed, but his face cannot be lost.
After speaking, in order to enhance his persuasion, Lu Jin pointed at the fat man Wang Ai who was stuffing his head into the corner of the seat and retching, and said:
"This is the real lack of mental endurance!"
"No, no, I really can't. Next time you go out to eat, don't call me!"
Wang Ai felt that it would be safer for him to stay at home.
"You're worthless, fat man!"
Lu Ci said something, and suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw several fighter planes passing by from high altitude. He immediately remembered the wreckage of the two fighter planes he had seen before, and said:
"By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, I saw the wreckage of two fighter jets on the street next door. Don't tell me, you shot them down too?"
Lu Jin, who was coughing, suddenly heard the news, burped suddenly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked at Zhang Zhiwei in disbelief:
"This thing flies so high, how did it come down?"
"It was indeed me who shot it down. If it was flying more than a thousand meters above the ground, then of course there is nothing I can do. But who made the pilot inside lose his mind and insist on lowering the altitude and shooting me with an aircraft machine gun? Well, I will step on the building and jump up, pull him out, and let him wake up!"
Zhang Zhiwei spoke in an understatement, as if jumping onto a high-speed plane and capturing the pilot inside was a trivial matter not worth mentioning.
In fact, even if it was a thousand meters high, he could still knock it down, but that would have to enter the lightning regeneration mode and use the ability of electric field to propel himself into the air to pursue it.
This method would cause too much damage to oneself, and it was a desperate technique. A few broken planes were not worth such a big fight.
"Senior Brother Zhang, I don't study well, don't lie to me!" Lu Jin said: "Even if the plane lowers its altitude, there is no way to jump on it. The plane is so fast. If you jump on it, you won't be smashed into pieces. mud?"
"Then if you are traveling at the same speed as the plane, wouldn't you be able to jump on it?" Zhang Zhiwei said, "Or if your body is stronger than the plane, you can crash it directly!"
Zhang Zhiwei had previously shot down two fighters.
In the first one, he jumped directly onto the engine, took out the pilot, and then stepped on the plane to crash it.
The second one was much simpler and rougher. He was covered by the golden light and was destroyed by one head.
The speed is as fast as the plane, or the body is stronger than the plane... Lu Jin thought for a moment, the speed is as fast as the plane, he can still do it if he works hard. The third level of rebirth is a profound method of dual cultivation of life and life. In speed, strength and Both performed well in terms of recovery.
But it is difficult to make the body stronger than steel. After all, it is not a matter of practicing Kung Fu and cannot be invulnerable.
"It seems like the Golden Light Curse is really powerful!" Lu Jin sighed.
"It's not that the Golden Light Curse is powerful, it's Senior Brother Zhang who is!" Lu Ci corrected.
The Golden Light Curse is an introductory skill in Longhu Mountain. Not only the Taoist priests in the main altar practice it, but also the Taoist priests in Fenguan. Lu Ci has interacted with the Fengguan Taoist priests who practice the Golden Light Curse. Anyway, the impression given to him is just that, but Zhang Zhiwei's golden light spell refreshed his outlook on life.
Lu Ci still remembered that day in the Lu family compound, when she was being carried by Zhang Zhiwei, her hands were so weak that the golden light didn't even tremble.
That feeling of despair and powerlessness is still fresh in his memory, and it is also the driving force that spurs him to keep moving forward.
However, Lu Jin didn't feel very clearly about this aspect. He had never faced Zhang Zhiwei's Golden Light Curse.
The strongest golden light he had ever seen was from Lin Huaiyi. Although it caused him some pain, it was far from the level of psychological shadow.
"By the way, I just reached out and found out that there seemed to be Japanese pirates blocking the road ahead. What should we do?" Lu Ci said.
Lu Jin put his hand on his neck: "How about we just fight our way out? Just like we did just now, let's see who can't bear it?"
"Reckless man, don't say anything. You two are the weaklings, so don't hold Senior Brother Zhang back!"
Upon hearing that Lu Jin wanted to kill, Wang Ai, who was retching at the side, stopped vomiting immediately and said quickly.
"What the fat man said makes sense. Let's find a place to rest for a while!"
Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said, he is not an iron man. He has been exhausted a lot after repeated fierce battles and needs to rest.
At this moment, an extremely strong Qi suddenly approached.
When the Qi Ji spread out, it actually stirred up the air and blew up a gust of wind that made the military vehicles sway unsteadily.
A man wearing a black mandarin jacket, with a turtle-shaped back and broad hands, appeared in the middle of the road at some point and looked at them quietly.
The Qi that stirred in the violent wind emanated from him.
It looked menacing, but he just stood ten meters in front of the car and made no other movements.
The eyes of the four people in the car were all focused on this person.
I saw that his breathing was very even. When he inhaled, his hair stood up like electricity, but when he exhaled, it fell down. Between exhalation and inhalation, there were bursts of muffled thunder-like sounds in his body.
(End of chapter)
