The dense rain hit his scalp with great force, like hailstones.
But he didn't care. After getting out of the car, he hurriedly turned his head to the front, which was the direction from which the car lights came.
The night was very dark, and it was difficult to see things from a little distance. What's more, this place was close to a barren mountain, and the street lights were scattered very far away, almost being blocked by the big trees on the roadside.
Coupled with the heavy rain, it almost formed a rain curtain, and the fat man could not see the specific situation over there at all.
He only saw a car parked in front of him, and the door seemed to be still open.
Because it was too far away to see what was going on over there, the fat man ran over there anxiously.
The water on the ground had reached up to my ankles, it was very cold when I stepped on it, and my shoes were soaked.
At this time, Chu Changge also got out of the car. He glanced at the direction where the car lights were flashing, and followed the fat man towards that direction.
The fat man ran over there anxiously, probably because he couldn't see clearly in front of him. His ears were particularly sensitive at this time, and all the sounds in the world seemed to be amplified. The noisy rain sounded very loud, so
Even the sound of treading water is extremely loud.
Just when the fat man was halfway through and could almost see the whole car clearly, his sensitive ears first heard some strange sounds.
Far ahead there seemed to be the sound of something being dragged along the ground, and the sound of splashing water.
The fat man listened carefully again, and this time he heard people's voices.
It's not really a voice, it's just like a few syllables coming from the throat.
"Hey——"
"Hey——"
The fat man was shocked, the sound was really scary.
It's like someone who poured himself a whole bottle of water but choked on it halfway. He couldn't make a coughing sound and could only vomit the water out of his throat desperately.
At this time, Chu Changge also followed up: "This voice..."
The fat man swallowed: "It can't be the doctor's, right?"
It sounds a bit miserable.
Thinking of this, the fat man speeded up and trotted forward.
After running a few steps, he saw a figure walking out of the pouring rain.
It's too far away and I can't see the person's appearance clearly. I can only roughly tell that the person has arms and legs.
The man was not walking towards them, but a figure emerged from behind the car and was slowly walking towards the car parked halfway in front of him.
He didn't seem to see Fatty and Chu Changge here. He walked very slowly, as if he was dragging something.
Immediately, the fat man saw clearly what was dragging behind him.
I saw one of this man's hands behind his back, holding on to the collar of a piece of clothing. Looking back, he saw a dead pig-like man being dragged behind by his collar, and he was thrashing about from time to time.
Next, meaningless sounds were coming out of his mouth.
"Fuck!" The fat man was shocked: "The murderer has taken action?"
As he spoke, he trotted forward.
I saw the person in front dragging the dead pig-like person to the side of the car, then took out the car key and opened the trunk.
Then he quickly picked up the struggling man on the ground and stuffed the whole person into the small trunk.
He performed this set of movements smoothly and smoothly, as if he had done this kind of thing countless times.
The fat man was so anxious that he almost shouted the words "Save one under the knife" on the way.
But right away, he realized something was wrong.
Only when he got closer did he see clearly what the "murderer" was wearing.
That flowing white coat, that green patch on the chest, who is it not Gu Mian?
"doctor!"
Gu Mian heard the fat man's crying voice coming all the way away. The penetrating force was almost more powerful than the previous thunder, and it made his ears hurt.
Gu Mian looked at the fat man hurriedly running towards him with some strange eyes, and then looked back to see a slow and unhurried Chu Changge.
He touched his chin: "Why are you here?"
This tone was like asking "What did you have for lunch today?" It didn't look like he had just stuffed a person into the trunk.
"Don't worry about this for now." The fat man ran over panting: "Doctor, this car you are riding in..."
Gu Mian answered: "It seems to be the car of a perverted murderer."
"Then...that perverted murderer..." The fat man felt guilty.
Gu Mian patted the trunk as a matter of course: "It's in here."
At this time, there were several sounds of struggling and a few meaningless syllables coming from the trunk.
The fat man's hair stood on end. The heavy rain had originally made him shiver with cold. After hearing Gu Mian's words, he shivered even more.
"So what I saw just now...the one who stuffed a dead pig-like person into the trunk like a pervert..."
"Of course it's me," Gu Mian said matter-of-factly: "Otherwise, do you want me to play the role of a dead pig?"
The fat man hesitantly glanced at the trunk, which didn't seem to be very large, and shook his head decisively.
The heavy rain continued, but the fat man didn't realize it: "Doctor, you should have known that the driver was a pervert."
"It seems that I have known it for a long time." Gu Mian seemed to be recalling something.
Then the fat man showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost: "If nothing else, this perverted driver is very capable in combat. How did you..."
"Well..." Fatty organized his words: "How did you make him look like a dead pig...and then stuffed him in..."
Gu Mian was so happy that she was afraid of opening the trunk.
"This guy felt like he was invincible. I even took out the electric saw and he just staggered a few times. When he saw me getting out of the car, he didn't feel weak at all and didn't even have the slightest intention of running away."
"Then he raised his axe... He had an axe, over there."
Gu Mian pointed to the ground as she spoke.
The fat man looked down and saw a long ax with two parts broken in the rain.
"As soon as he made a move, I cut him off with my hand. I thought he could continue the hard move, but he realized something was wrong and turned around and ran away."
"Who am I? A person who has been running hard for more than 20 years on the road to escape. Of course he can't outrun me. Then he let me catch him and beat him half to death on the forehead...with a chainsaw.
, even though I’m half dead, I’m really gentle in my approach.”
The fat man began to mutter: "Wouldn't it be over if you smash him to death..."