Desperate situation, this is the most unsolvable desperate situation that Liu Mang has encountered in history.

Liu Mang never thought that one day he would raise maggots in his body as food to keep him alive.

Although this can maintain his life, it is like drinking poison to quench his thirst. If he can no longer escape from the current desperate situation, he will still die.

"Mo Family, if I, Liu Mang, are lucky enough to die, I will definitely destroy your Mo Family." After eating handfuls of maggots in succession, Liu Mang moved forward with difficulty again.

Day 10... Day 12... Day 15...

Half a month after escaping, Liu Mang finally encountered a cactus standing in the center of the desert.

The cactus is not big, only the size of a fist. However, this is an unexpected surprise for Liu Mang, and a dawn in despair.

Although the juice of the cactus was poisonous, Liu Mang could no longer care about so much, because there was nothing in his stomach that could provide energy.

He could clearly feel his weight dropped from 150 kilograms to 100 kilograms.

Eat! Eat wildly!

Liu Mang used the Triangle Army spear to scrape off the hard thorn on the cactus ball and then started gnawing wildly.

The cactus should have been bitter and astringent, but at this moment, Liu Mang felt that the cactus in his hand was like a fragrant and crisp apple, which was extremely refreshing.

In just over a dozen seconds, a cactus entered Liu Mang's stomach.

However, after eating this cactus, Liu Mang fainted again.

Cactus and cactus are both poisonous substances, and Liu Mang is poisoned.

When Liu Mang woke up, it was already late at night. At this moment, the temperature in the desert dropped to an extreme.

At this moment, Liu Mang's body had no extra energy to provide the heat needed by his body. In order to keep warm, Liu Mang had to bury himself in the sand of the desert.

But how could this gravel provide him with heat? This was just to resist the strong winds in the desert at midnight.

After spending a night in the cold sand, Liu Mang fled again.

He didn't know how long he could last for such an escape. The only thing he could do was to grit his teeth and move forward until he lost his last breath.

On the 18th day of the escape, Liu Mang felt that the arm where he was shot on his shoulder was about to lose consciousness. The maggots had gnawed the flesh and blood and exposed the bones inside. The wound also expanded to the surroundings again.

Looking at the terrifying and ferocious wound on his shoulder, Liu Mang's thought that he had not stopped for less than a second before his death was a little broken.

The road ahead was full of vast deserts, with heat waves rolling during the day and cold as ice at night. He didn't know how many days and nights he would hold on.

"Is God going to destroy me, Liu Mang?"

"But, I really want to look at the naughty and cute little witch again, as if I look at Momo again, and also as if I look at Little Pepper..."

"I also want to see my hard-earned old father..."

"But, this time, I'm afraid I really can't go back..."

Looking at the rolling and twisting heat waves of the horizon, Liu Mang was almost desperate.

well!

Liu Mang sighed deeply and took another step.

Yes, he had already begun to despair, but he was still unwilling to die here like this...

On the 20th day of his escape, Liu Mang began to clean up the maggots on his shoulders. He took the triangular thorn and cut off the rotten flesh. He had to do this because if he allowed the wound to worsen, his arm would not only be destroyed, but even his life would be lost.

Liu Mang continued to escape. At this moment, he no longer paid attention to where the people in the Tiger Team were.

Because being killed by them may be a relief for him.

On the 21st day of his escape, Liu Mang felt that he had kicked something. He bent down and struggled to spread the sand under his feet, and instantly saw a weathered corpse and a package that was about to be broken.

When he opened the package, there was no water and food he needed most, only a few pieces of ragged clothes and a shabby notebook and pen.

"Do you notebook or pen?"

"Is this a gift from God who sees me dying?"

"Since that's the case, I'll write down all my experiences over the past twenty days. I hope that when someone finds my bones, I will also take my experiences out."

Holding the pen with difficulty, Liu Mang began to record the difficult life of the more than 20 days of escape...

In the Li family in Yang City, Li Xue locked herself in the house without saying anything, without eating or drinking.

This state has lasted for several days. Since she learned from Liu Qingcheng that Liu Mang was dead, her heart seemed to be dead. She sat in the room all day without contacting the outside world.

"Oh, Xue'er, come out. Don't stay in the room, okay? If you stay, you will have a problem with your body." Outside the house, the little witch's mother Zhang Meilin sighed.

"Mom, Liu Mang is gone, I want to leave too!" Zhang Meilin's words moved the dull little witch in the room and said faintly.

"No, no, Xue'er, don't do stupid things." Zhang Meilin outside the room screamed and kicked open the door of the little witch.

"Bang!" The door was opened instantly.

The door kicked open, and Zhang Meilin saw the little witch sitting blankly beside the bed, looking at the distance in a muffled manner, without any anger in her eyes.

"Xue'er, my Xue'er, don't do stupid things. If you...how do you let your dad and you live?" Zhang Meilin was shocked and frightened when she saw the little witch's dull face. She knew that the little witch liked Liu Mang, but she didn't expect that the little witch liked Liu Mang so deeply.

"Mom, Liu Mang is dead, Liu Mang is dead. Woo woo..."

The little witch's tears flowed down from her eyes, extremely sad and beautiful.

"Child, your mom can understand your grief now, but you should know that if Liu Mang is alive, he will definitely not want you to do stupid things because of her." Zhang Meilin gently hugged the little witch's head and comforted her.

"Mom, Liu Mang is dead, what's the point of living?" The little witch looked desperate.

"Xue'er, Liu Mang died for the country. You should be proud of him, not..."

"Die for the country?" Zhang Meilin's words made the little witch's godless eyes flash, and then asked: "Mom, how did Liu Mang die?"

At this moment, the little witch realized that she was too sad because she suddenly heard the news of Liu Mang's death, and she forgot to ask clearly the cause of Liu Mang's death.

"People in the capital said that he was first hit by a criminal when he went to the northwest to perform a mission, and then he was blown away to the point where his body was gone." Zhang Meilin said.

"The corpse was blown away after the mission?" The little witch suddenly frowned slightly. She suddenly said, "If this is true, then Liu Mang should be considered a martyr. But why did the relevant departments in Yang City not come to comfort Uncle Liu?"

"This..." The little witch's words made Zhang Meilin look stunned.

Yes! If Liu Mang really wanted to send a fuck to the country, the relevant departments should come to express condolences to their families. However, so far, they and Liu Qingcheng have not received any condolences from anyone.

This seems a bit unreasonable.

Seeing Zhang Meilin's expression, the little witch suddenly jumped off the bed and said with a cold expression: "Mom, who has heard the news that Liu Mang is dead?"

"I heard that you, Uncle Liu, came from the Beijing Military District." Zhang Meilin said.

"Beijing Army District?" The little witch frowned slightly, then took out her cell phone and started to check.

The next moment, she suddenly screamed: "Mo Tianpeng, deputy commander of the Beijing Military Region, is called Mo Tianpeng!"

"Mo Tianpeng? Mo Wuji?" Zhang Meilin also screamed in surprise.

"Mom, Liu Mang went to the capital this time to avenge me and Qin Momo, and one of the enemies was Mo Wuji. The news of Liu Mang's death was sent from the Beijing Military Region, and the deputy director of the Beijing Military Region, Ling, is also surnamed Mo, this..." the little witch suddenly said.

"Xue'er, are you thinking too much?" The little witch's words made Zhang Meilin a little incredible.

"I'll make a call first." The little witch said suddenly, and she made a call.

"Who are you?" As soon as the phone was connected, a tired female voice came.

"You are Chen Jiao, right?" the little witch asked directly.

"Who are you?" Chen Jiao, who had been guarding Qin Momo's ward in the First Hospital of Beijing, changed slightly.
Chapter completed!