"Does that thing really work, I feel like it's fooling us. The black man said suspiciously.

"It is said that there are PhDs involved in the research, and I think it can really improve the ability of the injectors. The white man said, holding the steering wheel. It seems that the white people believed in the man called the Doctor.

The further you go, the more remote the road becomes, and dense trees stand along the sides of the road, their thick leaves almost blocking out the sun's rays. In the shade of the woods in front, you can vaguely see a house with white walls and black tiles, only a few dozen square meters. Although the space is small, it is perfect for holding one or two people.

The cat was lying on Cher's lap, curled up to sleep, when she suddenly felt something and suddenly opened her eyes. It turned out that Xue'er, who had not spoken, was looking at him quietly. Xiaohua glanced back at her master, and changed from a lying posture to a standing posture, a pair of lazy yellow eyes, not half-open and half-closed, but exuding a compelling yellow light, blazing.

Xiaohua meowed at Ah Hei, and then ignored him, but rushed forward as fast as lightning, and jumped on the high back of the driver's seat.

The white man was about to reach his goal, and suddenly felt something itchy on the back of his neck, as if something furry was leaning against his skin. He didn't care at first, just focused on driving, but the next second he had to care.

The cat jumped out of the high back of the seat and jumped onto the steering wheel. The white man saw that something flashed, and saw a cat appear in the field of vision, staring strangely at him with a pair of large yellow eyes. At this time, the back of the little flower rises, and the muscles under the fur are all tense, like a spring with a string tightened, and it can bounce out at any time.

The flower cat blocked the white man's view of the car, which made the white man startled, and he couldn't help but curse a swear word, shouting: "Get this cat who doesn't know whether to live or die, it's blocking my view." ”

Of course, this sentence was said to the black partner next to him, but the black man was now too busy to take care of himself. At some point, Hei slipped under his feet and bit at his crotch. Looking at the white teeth of Na Sensen, if he was bitten solidly, the black man was afraid that he would be a eunuch for the rest of his life, so he didn't pay attention to the shouts of the white brother at all, and clamped his legs desperately, trapping the head of the black dog.

Of course, Ah Hei was unwilling, twisting his head left and right, trying to get out of trouble.

The flower cat next to him was not idle, and jumped from the steering wheel and jumped into the face of the white man. The white man's vision was pitch black, and all he could touch on his face was shaggy patches. Xiaohua stretched out her sharp claws, scratching the white man's cheeks with blood marks one after another.

The white man screamed, and the car drove crookedly, smashing through the guardrails on both sides of the road, breaking several thick aspen trees.

The cat's body was not large enough, and the white man could still see the scene from both sides vaguely. He shifted his direction and slammed on the brakes. But to his alarm, the car didn't slow down. The brake of the brake is broken. It's a hell that such a famous brand car with tens of millions of dollars can't brake.

The white man grumbled in his heart, trying to discern where the road was, driving steadily, and trying not to let the car go out of the lane.

In less than half a minute, the white man's good partner screamed a few times, and did not help him take the cat off his face at all. By this time, the white man had felt the blood rushing all over his face, and the fluffy mass seemed to block his mouth and nose, and the white man was now feeling a little difficult to breathe. He wanted to cry out for help from his companions, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found a mouthful of a mattress coming in.

When the black man sandwiched Hei's head between his legs, he felt a round thing writhing and continue to move upward. He always thought that people had some kind of special hobby, but he didn't expect dogs to do the same. The black man was so frightened that he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he pulled out his pistol and was about to shoot the dog in the head.

But the car swayed left and right, and even the muzzle of the gun swayed left and right, and it couldn't aim at the dog's head between the legs. At this time, Ah Hei saw that he couldn't attack the fatal point, and saw the muzzle of the black hole facing him, in order to survive, he didn't care about the things between the other party's legs, only opened and closed the big mouth, and bit towards the meaty place.

With a tear, a piece of bloody flesh was ripped off. The black man howled miserably, and regardless of whether the gun was aimed or not, he pulled the trigger in a blur. A loud gunshot rang out, and the black man was in pain again. It turned out that when the gun was fired, the car drove unsteadily, and under a bump, it shook greatly to the right, causing the black man's left thigh to be hit by his own shot, and blood immediately came out of the blood hole, and it was slowly soaked in the black suit.

The black man's eyes were black in pain, and when the strength of his legs was a little weaker, Hei stepped back, and then his hind legs tightened, and his front legs stood upright, and he rushed into the air and bit at the black man's throat.

Instinctively, the black man raised his hand to block his throat. The sharp teeth on the top and bottom of Ah Hei firmly bit the hand that blocked his throat. The black man screamed again. With his other hand intact, he fumbled around the side of the chair, trying to untie the harness that was firmly tied to his body. The seat belt was not unfastened for a while, but it made Hei stand up again, biting his left hand into a bloody blur.

The black man was in pain, and his other intact hand was not able to unbuckle his seat belt. The pain in the injured left hand was so excruciating that it could no longer keep it in the throat, but moved down a bit, revealing the protruding Adam's apple on the black man's neck.

The black man had not yet noticed, still fumbling with the buttons of his seat belt with his other intact hand. Hei recognized the protruding Adam's apple, opened his mouth, jumped up, and bit down on the black man's throat. Bloody, the black man looked at Hei with wide eyes in fear, as if he wanted to say something, but found that he could only make a gurgling sound in his throat. His back arched slightly, and his intact right hand pointed at Hei, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness. Then he lay back in his seat, motionless.

At the same time that Ah Hei was attacking the black man, the flower cat was also dealing with the white man. At this time, the black car was driving at high speed, the trees on both sides of the road were constantly retreating, and the hut used to hold Cher and the customs guests had long been left behind. Due to too much friction with the guardrails on both sides of the road, black smoke was already rising from the front of the car.

The white man felt more and more breathless, and his eyes rolled upwards like dead fish. But he couldn't stop the car, knowing that the current speed was at least 100 kilometers, and if it was a mistake, it would be a crash.

He knew that something unexpected had happened to his companion, but he still expected it from him. The white man couldn't let go of the steering wheel right now, and he felt like he could hold back for a while.

Further ahead, there are no guardrails on either side of the road. The white man, who was vaguely unable to see clearly, suddenly drove the car diagonally into the woods on the left. Fortunately, the trees grew tall enough that the white man was so focused that the car he controlled did not hit a tree.

His breathing was getting harder and harder, and his lungs felt like they were about to explode. He knew he was running out of steam, and he couldn't wait for his brother any longer, so he wanted to let go of the steering wheel and take the damn cat out of the way.

The flower cat also seemed to have a glimpse of the white man's inner thoughts, and even turned his body to the steering wheel again. A little black pupil in the yellow eyes of the flower cat has narrowed to the size of a needle's eye. His face was half black, and his face was full of fierce and cold aura.

The white man has been smothered for a long time, and now he can breathe, and his mouth is wide open. He looked at the cat, controlling the direction, and wondering why the cat let go, when he saw the cat standing on the steering wheel, roaring like a tiger, and jumped over.

The white man's mouth was still wide open at this time, and a foreign object broke in. It turned out that one of the heads of the flower cat had already burrowed into the mouth of the white man. The cat was still swinging from side to side, trying to drill deeper.

The white man's eyes, which had just regained some rejuvenation, widened again in horror. He held the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other he wanted to pull the cat's head out of his mouth.

Hei jumped up again and bit down on the hand that had moved towards the white man's mouth. The white man's little finger was bitten off and fell to the ground. The white man tried to cry out in pain, but only a buzzing whine.

After only such a short delay, the cat's neck and half of its belly were already in the mouth of the white man. The black and white tail that was still exposed, cocked one by one. The white man's eyes began to roll up again, and he felt something arch in his throat, and he continued to squirm forward.

The white man no longer cared whether the car would hit anything, and his other intact hand was withdrawn, trying to pull out the cat that had entered his mouth again.

The car was out of control and rushed straight forward. After two or three more trees were broken, black smoke was rising from the car's fuel tank and sparks were flying out.

Hei jumped up and started biting the white man's hand again. The white man panicked and didn't notice that there was a dog next to him, so the only intact hand was bitten by Hei again and a piece of flesh was torn off. The white man's flushed face showed a distorted look of pain.

Affected by Hei's attack, the white man's mouth opened a little wider. The cat wagged its tail, and the back half of its body slowly sank into the white man's mouth. The white man only felt his neck slowly swell, and a large thing fell.

The quality of the car is really good, at least it can withstand many impacts. The black smoke at the front of the car became thicker and thicker, and just when the passenger thought that the car was about to explode, suddenly there were no trees in front of him, but a river appeared. The front of the Maserati, with its black smoke, plunged into the river.