Little Banxi was stunned and subconsciously turned on the fire.
Snoring, tutting.
Snoring, tutting.
Even after trying several times, the car did not restart.
Little Banxi's cold sweat broke out again.
"I was just kidding."
As he spoke, he turned his head with an awkward yet impolite smile on his face, trying to lighten the atmosphere.
However, when he turned his head, he realized that Jason and Edward, who were supposed to be sitting in the back seat, had long since disappeared, leaving only the car doors open on both sides.
call!
The cold wind blew, and little Banxi shrank his neck.
He shouted in horror:
"team leader?"
"Sir Jason?"
Unfortunately, apart from the rumors, there was no response at all.
And here is another fork in the road without lights, and it's pitch black outside.
The only car light also became dim as the car turned off.
"calm!"
"calm!"
"I want to calm down!"
While little Banxi told himself this, he silently thought about what Edward had just told him.
'Don't be afraid of these things, just shoot. If the gun doesn't work, use a grenade. If the grenade doesn't work, use a mortar. If a mortar doesn't work with a shell, just use a base number.'
'Once it's blown up, it will be quiet.'
Then--
He took out the gun from his waist.
He took out a "typewriter" from under his seat.
He took out two more grenades from under the passenger seat.
Then, he turned around and pulled out a folded mortar from under the rear seat.
As a fireman, it is normal to have submachine guns, grenades, and mortars on the vehicle.
Little Banxi got out of the car carrying the mortar. He first looked under the car and found that there was no hanging figure. He directly set up the mortar. Then, he took out a box of shells from the trunk of the car and fired it.
Beside.
He remembers the captain’s teaching——
Bomb it with mortars.
The wind howled by.
There were footsteps in the darkness.
"Who?"
"If you don't say anything, I'll shoot!"
Little Banxi shouted towards the location where the footsteps sounded.
"It's me."
As Edward spoke, he walked over. When he saw the mortars set up on the ground, the corner of the special operations team leader's eyes twitched.
"Where did you get the mortar?"
Edward asked, about to walk over.
However, little Bansi directly raised the muzzle of the 'typewriter'.
"stop!"
"How can you prove that you are the captain?"
Little Banxi asked.
He has not forgotten that in biographies, these things can change.
What if I become the captain?
Little Banxi was extremely vigilant.
"What proof do you want?"
Edward looked at his subordinates funny and was about to say something, but little Benxi spoke first.
"What's your mother's name?"
Little Banxi asked.
"I was born in an orphanage, so I don't know."
Edward looked at the muzzle of the gun, sighed and replied.
"By the way, next question, what is your lover's name?"
Little Banxi nodded and continued to ask.
"I have been single for 30 years without a lover."
Edward frowned, but still answered.
"Well, why are you wearing glasses?"
Little Banxi asked next.
"Because it will make me appear polite and easy to be popular."
Edward frowned, but looked at the muzzle of the gun and held back, and answered.
"You owe me 556 yuan..."
"That's enough, I only owe you 443 yuan!"
This time Edward couldn't help it anymore. He glared at little Benxi and rushed forward.
Threat at gunpoint?
In front of money, ignore death!
Edward grabbed little Banxi's 'typewriter', raised his foot and kicked little Banxi on the butt.
Things that only the two of them knew, plus this familiar kick, immediately allowed little Banxi to confirm Edward's identity.
"team leader!"
"You suddenly disappeared, which scared me..."
Little Banxi explained.
"rest assured."
"With a formation like yours, those things won't appear randomly."
"They'll be scared away just by seeing it."
Edward said.
"Where is Sir Jason?"
Little Banxi asked.
"He went after the guy."
"I was too slow and couldn't catch up."
"We just have to wait patiently."
Edward said, leaning on the car and lighting a cigarette.
Little Banxi nodded first, but he was still on alert.
…
In the darkness, Jason walked.
With almost four times the perception of ordinary people, he was able to see in this low-light environment. Although it was not as clear as daylight, it was not much different.
However, in most fits, Jason prefers to use the nose.
The appearance will change.
But the smell won't change.
Especially the taste of ‘food’.
It's even more sweet and fragrant.
Make people remember it.
Tread, step.
Jason walked forward, changing direction from time to time.
Not once did I make a mistake.
The fleeing figure became even more frightened.
This is different from what it knows.
At this time, shouldn't the people in the car be trembling with fear, still absorbing the breath of fear from it?
But why is this person not only not afraid, but also getting more and more excited?
Different from being exposed to information, it subconsciously turns its head.
It looked at Jason behind it.
Different from ordinary people's vision, he saw a huge black shadow with scarlet eyes opening his bloody mouth in the darkness, slowly approaching.
Hungry!
So hungry!
I'm so hungry!
The roar of the monster was heard in the air, and the overwhelming sense of hunger did not weaken the huge black shadow. Instead, it became even bigger. It was almost like blowing up a balloon, and the figure enveloped the entire street.
What follows is pressure!
Its body trembled slightly.
The pain spread.
It stung its body as if it were exposed to the scorching sun!
no!
Can't stop!
Once you stop...
will be eaten!
Its instinct tells it what to do at this moment.
Without hesitation, it started running again.
It ran faster than when the opponent got off the car just now.
And, this time, it no longer hesitated.
It ran to a place.
There are some "similar people" gathered there.
Wherever it left off just before.
So, it's clear that there are at least two running slower than it!
call!
As it ran rapidly, the wind in its ears became louder and louder, and its body became weaker due to its extraordinary speed.
But it can't control that much.
Although changing a body requires a huge price, it is still better than real death, right?
Another turn.
The pressure behind him suddenly disappeared.
But it didn't dare to look back or look.
According to the original plan, it rushed straight to the end of the street, where the light was on.
That's the gathering place.
Got there…
It is real security.
Knocking without courtesy, it raised its foot and kicked the door open.
Then, it froze in place.
It saw the scary man.
It saw several bodies unconscious at the opponent's feet.
It saw the other person wiping the corners of his mouth and giving himself a smile.
