Chapter 152: Undead Truck
On a busy street, a police car sped past with flashing police lights.
Although it was 10 o'clock at night, there were still pedestrians hurrying by in the city that never sleeped.
People were all eyes on the police cars screaming as they left.
Could it be that there is a big event in the night?
"Anderson, are we almost there?"
In the back seat of the police car, Chrissy looked at little John lying in Mrs. Peter's arms and asked anxiously.
"There is still some distance to go, and we need to drive out of the city. ”
Anderson gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes unblinking, looking ahead.
Several traffic lights passed directly.
Bang Dong –
Chrissy frowned, "What's wrong?"
Probably being pushed into a large trash can on the street by thugs, Anderson quickly glanced in the rearview mirror.
"Be careful, I don't want to become a necromancer before little John awakens. ”
Chrissy poked her head out, "We need to be careful when we get out of the city." ”
"In a popular place, powerful necromancers dare not come out, but once we leave the city, there is a high probability that we will encounter evil spirits. ”
Speaking of the evil spirit, Chrissy had a deep sadness on her face.
With her current strength, she can't deal with evil spirits with ease.
When she met two or three evil spirits, she dealt with them again.
If she encounters a horde of evil spirits, it is a question of whether she can return her whole body, let alone protect little John.
Let's pray that little John's awakening night goes well tonight.
After 20 minutes of driving, the car finally drove out of the city.
"Anderson, where did you choose the place?"
"A park, just a few years ago. ”
Anderson was a little relieved to see that he hadn't moved for so long.
"The park is not open to the public right now, so we don't have to worry about hurting the innocent. ”
Suddenly, Anderson saw a figure appear in front of him.
Squeak –
It's too late to step on the brakes, and the short distance of 20 meters is instantly pulled in!
Whew-
The car went straight for the figure.
"Oops!"
Anderson yelled.
"Rush straight over!"
At this time, Chrissy clung to the chair with seriousness in her eyes.
"What do you say?!!!"
Anderson was afraid he had misheard.
"It's too late, just rush over. ”
Chrissy stared at the figure, "That's an illusion created by the necromancer. ”
"Trust me!"
Anderson's heart was crossed, the brake under his foot turned into the accelerator, and the police car turned into a phantom, directly hitting the figure!
Whew-
It's like hitting a cloud of fog, and everyone in the car only feels cold, and the figure in front of them disappears!
"Oh my God!"
Madame Peter, who was sitting in the back seat, widened her eyes.
"You know what?"
Anderson stumbled, "I...... I was ready to go to prison just now. ”
"For the rest of the road, Captain Anderson, please drive directly and I'll observe the road. ”
Chrissy wiped a handful of sweat, the situation just now, fortunately she had been prepared, and recognized it as a trick of the necromancy.
This kind of necromancer of average strength cannot be far away from the place of residence, and can only be frightened by creating illusions.
This lowly necromancer is just an appetizer tonight.
"Stone!"
Anderson shouted again!
At the front of the road, a two-person high rock suddenly appeared.
How weird it looks.
"Could it be that this is also a necromantic trick?"
"No, get out of the way!"
Chrissy's pupils shrank, and she looked at the shadow of the stone in the moonlight.
Squeak –
The car struggled to draw an 's' on the road, avoiding the stones.
"I'm having a nervous breakdown...... If you get these things wrong once, we will all die in a carload of people. ”
Anderson's nerves tensed, his eyes glazed.
"Will we be able to make it to our destination?"
While grumbling, Anderson suddenly saw a broken truck in his rearview mirror.
"Strange, this road is off-limits to trucks......"
Anderson naturally said to himself, "Could it be that the truck driver is driving privately at night?"
"It was necessary for me to tell the Highway Police about this. ”
Hearing Anderson's words, Chrissy looked behind her in confusion.
This look, Chrissy is all gone!
"Anderson, run!"
Chrissy screamed, "That's not a real truck at all!"
"That's an undead truck!"
"There must have been a car accident on this highway, and that undead car is a combination of resentment here!"
Anderson heard the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.
After being reminded by Chriss, Anderson took a closer look in the rearview mirror and finally noticed the strangeness of the car.
The lights of the dilapidated truck are dark red, like a pair of eerie eyes.
The front face of the truck is a large mouth, and Bai Sensen's fangs are staggered.
Anderson's eyesight is excellent, and in the cab of a wrecked truck, he is not a living person at all.
It's a miserable white skeleton!
"I sensed it!"
Chrissy was sweating, "The truck behind is full of dead souls on this road. ”
"We have to run away from this road, and if they catch up, we're all doomed. ”
FU*K
Anderson scolded secretly, After tonight's continuous stimulation, he didn't even feel surprised.
The throttle on the soles of his feet is pressed to the bottom, the engine makes an overwhelmed sound, and the police car increases its speed again, pulling the dilapidated truck out of a position.
But the undead truck behind it picked up speed again.
"Damn, I can't seem to get rid of them!"
Anderson yelled anxiously, "We have to find a way to send it!"
"Chrissy, can a bullet hurt them?"
Anderson untied the pistol from his waist and placed it in Chrissy's hand.
"I'll try!"
Chrissy unloads the ** and opens the bottle containing the holy water.
After drenching the bullet with holy water, Chrissy bounced out of half of her body.
"Anderson, stay steady. ”
Chrissy struggled to support herself, her eyes on the head of the undead trucker.
Bang –
The bullet hit the front windshield of the undead truck, sending a cloud of black fog.
Effective!
Chrissy was overjoyed and continued to shoot.
Bang bang bang –
Three gunshots rang out, and the front windshield of the undead truck was shattered.
The last bullet hit the Bone Driver.
Suddenly, the white bone driver burned, and half of his body disappeared.
But then something strange happened.
The undead truck twisted, black gas tumbling and contracting.
In a few moments, a sports car-like undead car appeared.
"Damn it!"
"What the hell is the drag racing party, who actually died here. ”
Chrissy yelled.
"Can they still change shape?"
Anderson sees through the rearview mirror.
"Of course, as long as it's a car that has been in an accident on this road, they can change. ”
"We're going to be overtaken, Anderson has to figure it out. ”
"I'll try to throw the holy water down first. ”
Chrissy gritted her teeth and reached out the window.
Drop all the holy water in your hand!
Syllable!