When they got in the car, Yang Dawei and the others did not say where they wanted to arrive, and when the driver asked, he only said that it was good to drive forward, so the taxi drove all the way south along the coastline. In order to take an order, the driver did not notice anything wrong, and it was not until he drove south for about half an hour that he realized that something was wrong. Near his car, there were always birds gathering, and gradually gathered in the air behind him into a large dark cloud.

The driver, a native of the West Coast, comes from an ordinary family, and drives more than ten hours a day to make a living. At this time, his eyes were deeply immersed in his sockets, and he was tired and at the same time felt a trace of fear at the strange movement of the birds. This fear slowly expands as you drive farther you go.

After arriving in a small town, the afterglow of the sunset could no longer be seen in the distant sky behind the taxi, only the black and oppressive birds were there, and they rushed towards this side with great momentum.

After the driver drove into the town, he immediately found a place to stop, stopped the car, then turned his face to the two guests and said, "The place has arrived, you guys get out of the car." After speaking, he ignored the expressions of the two, opened the car door, and walked down, not even asking for the money for the passengers.

When Yang Dawei heard this, he opened the car door without thinking, and walked down with his wife's hand. He didn't mean to pay the driver's car, but took his wife around the town and found another Dickpie minivan. This kind of truck was invented very early on, and there were not too many safety measures, so Yang Dawei smashed the window according to his early experience, entered the cockpit, found several threads, and picked them up to start the car.

There was no one nearby, and I didn't see the owner of the car coming over and making noise. Yang Dawei fixed the wiring with what was already in the car, and walked away as soon as he stepped on the accelerator.

Yang Dawei originally wanted to pick up some remote roads to drive, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no need for this. The car is driven on the road, the birds are flying in the sky, no matter how to drive around on the ground, in such a flat land, the birds only need to identify the target, fly in a straight line, which speeds up the speed of the birds to pursue them.

Therefore, Yang Dawei only looked at the avenue and drove the car to the highest speed. Leaning down from the sky, I saw a black car shadow like lightning, speeding on the blue and blue road, and because of the speed, the wind blew off the fallen leaves on the trees on the side.

A black cloud that could still be seen behind her became smaller and smaller in Hasley's eyes, until it was blocked by numerous trees, and it was completely invisible. Yang Dawei slowed down the speed of the car. Fortunately, there are not many cars on the road just now, otherwise there may be a car accident.

Yang Dawei's hand holding the steering wheel of the car was full of cold sweat, and a breeze blew from the open window, which made people's hearts feel cold. He took a breath. When turning a shallow bend, Yang was taken aback. Outside, around the corner, there was a small bird parked, which seemed to be looking for insects on the road, and when it saw a car coming, it immediately raised its head and looked over.

I don't know if it is the face or smell of Yang Dawei and the others, which has long been deeply imprinted in the minds of all the birds in the world, I saw this little bird on the road, screamed and flew up, and when it reached a high place, it began to hover above Yang Dawei's car, as if calling for his companions.

Yang Dawei had just gotten rid of a pursuit, and seeing that he was about to be besieged again, a trace of slackness was immediately raised, and he stepped on the accelerator to the end again, and the small truck flew out like a wild horse.

And after the bird chirped a few times, sure enough, from the forest by the roadside, a large number of birds appeared, and they rose from the woods together, and the sound of wings flapping everywhere reflected the slanting glow of the setting sun, which was also quite spectacular.

Just as Yang Dawei was driving, in the woods on the left side, birds kept appearing, chirping and rushing to this side. Where did Yang Dawei dare to slow down, he just stared at the road in front of him seriously, ignoring the noise that was close at hand.

Because the speed of the car was really fast, far faster than the flight speed of the birds that kept pouring out of the trees, Yang Dawei once again left the flock behind him.

When he slowed down again, the pickup truck had already arrived on an open field, the coast on one side and the woods on the other side, long gone, only a clean road, winding in the open fields in the west, Yang Dawei was driving on such a road at the moment.

But you can see birds everywhere. When they were catching insects in the wilderness to eat, they suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, and they immediately raised their heads. Just by glancing, the birds screamed and flapped their wings, one or two flew farther away, and the remaining one followed the truck closely, watching Yang Dawei and them.

Yang Dawei had no choice but to accelerate again. This time he didn't dare to drive the car to the highest speed, firstly to save fuel, and secondly, he faintly felt that no matter where he went, there would be birds to find them.

His hunch was not wrong. Whenever you escape the tracking of a flock of birds, when the speed slows down, the only chance you encounter a bird, no matter what kind of bird it is, will cause a large flock of birds to fly. When night fell, Yang Dawei had already thrown off more than a dozen waves of birds in pursuit. He turned on the front headlights and let the light pierce the darkness ahead. Yang Dawei was emaciated, and under the constant nervousness, he was not very mentally concentrated.

The night was very dark, and there was no light in the sky, so Yang Dawei thought that those birds would not find them, and he was relieved, and he didn't notice a shallow bend in front of him for a while, and almost hit the iron railing of the road, causing a car accident.

Seeing that he was too tired, Hathily replaced him with her husband. She got into the driver's seat and continued driving. In the first half of the night, everything was quiet, except for the sound of insects chirping in the silence of the night. Hasley drove smoothly and steadily, and it could be regarded as a relatively calm time for a few hours.

At about one o'clock in the middle of the night, Heatley, who had been concentrating on driving, heard the sound of flapping wings behind her. It was faint at first, but it didn't take long for the voice to grow louder.

What should have come is still coming. Hasley turned her head and glanced at it, only to see that among the shadows of the trees, there were many thicker black shadows shuttling among them. Those nimble black shadows are still coming from other places.

But not a single bird made a sound. The black shadows trailed behind the car, speeding faster and faster.

Hathily glanced at her sleeping husband in the back seat and decided that it would be better to let herself drive first. She gritted her teeth, and her hands gripping the steering wheel tightened.

She began to follow him from the age of fifteen or sixteen. Over the years, what kind of experience have you not encountered in the past few years, such as traveling from south to north, gangsters, and assassinations? If you record it carefully with a pen, it is enough to write a thick book. So many dangers have been overcome, and the few miscellaneous beasts in front of them are nothing.

She comforted herself like this, and the courage in her heart was a little stronger. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator on the sole of his foot, the truck once again rushed on the road like a fly. The dim headlights shone on the guardrails on both sides, reflecting a dim and dazzling light. Her heartstrings were tense, and she didn't hit the guardrails on either side of the winding road.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Hathiley slowed down. A gas station appeared not far ahead, and an old man sat alone on a bench, his head slightly bowed, as if asleep.

Hathiley glanced at the scale of the fuel gauge and saw that there was still a small half of gasoline in the van. As a precaution, although there is still a lot of gasoline, it is better to add it again halfway. So she parked the car next to the gas station and went over to wake up the old man and told him to fill up the gasoline.

Perhaps because he was afraid that the guests would pay for it, the old man repeatedly asked to pay first and then refuel the car. Of course, Ha Sili didn't say anything, and quickly took out the money and handed it to the old man. The old man saw that there were more than he imagined, and he couldn't help but smile all over his face. He diligently walked into the back room, took out his things, and prepared to refuel the truck.

The old man was nagging about the money owed by the regular customers while filling up the car. Hasley is calm on the surface, but she is actually anxious inside. Although she had been driving at high speed for two hours, she should have thrown the birds behind her a long distance, but she doubted that any other birds would find them.

Just as the old man pulled out the tubing and muttered as he finished work, he heard a bird's cry from a dark place. When Hathiley heard the birdsong, her face was full of fear. She pushed the slow old man away, closed the front fuel tank, and pulled the door into the cab.

As soon as she stepped on the accelerator, she thought the truck would rush out, but she was a little frightened to find that the car was still motionless, still parked on the edge of the gas station. She cursed a swear word, slapped one hand on the steering wheel, and scratched her messy hair with the other.

A dark shadow landed on the top of a nearby gas station. In the woods on the side of it, there were also more dark shadows. Hasley took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She thought nervously for a few seconds before she remembered that in order to stop the car to refuel, she had torn off the joints of the two wires, one red and one blue.

As soon as she thought of this, she immediately took action. In a hurry, she just found the red and blue threads, hastily connected them, and then wrapped them in thick tape, and she wanted to step on the accelerator and drive away.