Zhang Tuohai looked at the map. The closest place to him was the factory area in the suburbs.
The orange treasure chest in the factory area is in a factory building three blocks away.
Zhang Tuohai drove his car while looking at the two factories on the street.
This factory building is very old, but it also looks neat and uniform.
The same red brick wall, the same gray ceiling, the same large chimney, and the same black iron door.
Without a map, I really wouldn’t know which factory has the treasure chest.
Zhang Tuohai is driving carefully on the street.
The sound of the prompt system suddenly rang.
[There is a vehicle pursuing you at the intersection ahead. The speed exceeds 100 mph. Please slow down and give way.]
"Is there a pursuit?"
Zhang Tuohai stepped on the accelerator fiercely, put his hand on the shotgun, and stood ready.
Within ten seconds, a red second-hand car sped past the intersection ahead.
If Zhang Tuohai hadn't stepped on the brakes, I might have hit him by now.
"Fuck, you have to abide by the traffic rules even in the end of the world. Who is responsible if there is a car accident? Why are you driving so fast and reincarnating?"
Zhang Tuohai cursed in a low voice.
Before Zhang Tuohai could finish his words, two white second-hand cars passed the intersection quickly.
The speed of the car is only faster than the previous red car.
Coincidentally, the window of the second car was half-opened, and Zhang Tuohai saw a somewhat punk woman sitting in the cab.
Her face is covered with a layer of heavy makeup, her ears are hung with huge earrings, and her hair is straw yellow. With this look, you probably won’t even need makeup to go to a horror movie set.
Seeing Zhang Tuohai's car parked on the roadside, the woman turned her head, took a look, and raised her middle finger.
Then, the car rushed past and disappeared around the corner of the street.
Zhang Tuohai was too lazy to be angry with such a person.
As long as it doesn't delay his search for the treasure chest, they can do whatever they like.
However, the premise is that it must not fall into his hands.
With a cold snort, Zhang Tuohai continued to drive along the direction indicated on the map towards the factory where the treasure box was hidden.
After turning two corners, Zhang Tuohai finally found the corresponding factory.
The red brick wall and the big black iron door are as dilapidated as other factories.
No one would guess that there is an orange treasure chest hidden inside.
"It's so secretive. Who would have found it without a map?" Zhang Tuohai complained secretly, then came to the door of the factory and pushed hard.
The factory door was only ajar. Zhang Tuohai pushed hard and the door was pushed open.
However, because it has been so long, the door shaft is almost rusted to death, making a harsh friction sound.
Crunch.
Zhang Tuohai endured the noise and reluctantly pushed half of the door open and drove in.
"The second factory." Zhang Tuohai checked the map and drove to the door of the second factory.
The factory door is a large wooden sliding door that has long been rotten and broken. Half of it has fallen to the ground, and the other half is hanging crookedly on the door shaft, as if it could fall off at any time.
Zhang Tuohai drove the car directly in.
There are rows of production lines inside the factory, and there are many kinds of machinery. However, they have become rusty over the years, and Zhang Tuohai can't tell what kind of machines they are.
"Where is the treasure chest?"
Zhang Tuohai got out of the car and started looking around.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, he saw a bright light on the top of a large machine.
He looked up and saw an orange supply box, neatly placed above the machine.
The machine is not high, about two meters, and there is a ladder next to it for easy maintenance. Zhang Tuohai easily climbed to the top of the machine.
Looking at the orange box, Zhang Tuohai couldn't help but rub his hands excitedly.
The purple box gave him the blueprint for making an electric fan. I wonder what the orange box can bring out.
Just when he was about to open the box.
The system suddenly popped up a warning.
[Be careful, hold on to the handrails, you are about to be hit!]
"Impact? What impact?" Zhang Tuohai squatted down suspiciously and grasped the edge of the machine.
Before he could understand what was going on.
There was a loud bang.
A red second-hand car crashed through the back door of the factory and rushed in.
The car accidentally hit the machine where Zhang Tuohai was standing.
There was a muffled sound, the car's engine was dented, and the hood flew up. It was obvious that it could not be driven.
Zhang Tuohai took a look at the car and felt it looked familiar.
He looked up and down a few times and slapped his thigh fiercely.
Isn't this car the same second-hand car that almost hit him before?
"However, I remember that there seemed to be two white cars chasing it. Since it has already appeared here, then..."
Thinking of this, Zhang Tuohai felt something bad.
Boom, boom!
Two loud noises came from the back door one after another.
The dilapidated gate was completely smashed, and two white second-hand cars crashed in and stopped in front of Zhang Tuohai.
Four people jumped out of two white second-hand cars.
When these four people got out of the car, they almost startled Zhang Tuohai.
If it hadn't been during the day, he would have thought there were goblins.
These four people were all dressed as if they were from a loving family, and they were carrying steel pipes and baseball bats in their hands, which made Zhang Tuohai feel that he had returned to the era of literary and artistic revival.
"What age is this, and there are still people doing this?" Zhang Tuohai couldn't help scratching his head.
At this time, a young man with hair dyed like a green grassland looked up and saw Zhang Tuohai standing on top of the machine.
Suddenly his eyes widened.
"What are you looking at? I've never seen it before. Get out now or I'll chop you up too." Qingqing Grassland said, shaking the machete in his hand in a demonstrative manner.
Zhang Tuohai has no interest in this kind of person.
As long as you don't offend him, it doesn't matter.
Zhang Tuohai immediately picked up the orange supply box and prepared to leave.
However, at this moment, a woman with smoky makeup who had been standing next to Qingqing Grassland suddenly spoke, "Brother, look, the supply box is so strange in color, it is actually orange!"
"Damn it, it's really orange, maybe it's the best." A man with white hair next to him excused, his eyes full of excitement.
"Oh, I didn't expect that I was so lucky to see a top-quality box!" Qingqing Grassland also became excited.
"Who is that? Stop and leave me the supply box in your hand!"
"Oh? Are you sure you want to take this?" Zhang Tuohai threw away the supply box in his hand, his face turned cold.
"What's wrong? You're still not convinced, don't be convinced!" Qingqing Grassland felt that her dignity was being challenged, and immediately took off her leather jacket full of thumbtacks, revealing her thin body, shaking the
A machete.
"Are you dissatisfied? Come on, I'll let you take action first. If I ask you not to keep the box today, I will take your last name!"
The machete is swinging in the green grassland, and the face is filled with evil spirits.
Zhang Tuohai smiled when he saw the green grassland.
He stretched out his Remington from the hem of his coat: "I allow you to reorganize the language."
