The man with the short hair rolled down the window and stuck his head out to see what was going on.

Almost at the same time, a wizened, old bark-like hand came in through the window, grabbed his head, and dragged him out.

The strength of that hand was extremely strong, and it came so suddenly that almost before the whole car didn't react, the short-headed man was already dragged out of the car!

A terrible voice came, and the two women in the car screamed in shock.

Two bloodied hands snapped against the edge of the window, as if they were desperately struggling to climb back.

"Don't ...... Leave him alone, roll up the window! ”

A woman screamed.

The driver of the car trembled and held on to the steering wheel, and after he rolled up the window, he didn't even light the fire a few times.

Suddenly, something heavy seemed to hit the roof of the car, shaking the entire off-road vehicle a few times.

"Yes...... Yes...... There's something on top of us! ”

The driver's face was pale, and he stuffed bullets into the revolver one by one, and there was no blood in the knuckles of his fingers.

"Click......"

After a while, there was another sound, and on the windshield of the car, a head actually rolled down!

The skull was bleeding, its eyes, ears and nose were hollowed out, and there was a strange curvature at the corner of his mouth, as if he was laughing at them. What's even more terrifying is that the owner of this head is the short-haired man who was dragged out just now.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the face of this head happened to be facing the people in the car.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

"Who! Come out for me! You're fucking out there......"

Under this strong stimulus, the driver sitting in the front seat finally collapsed, and he directly shot the six bullets in the revolver into the air, roaring hoarsely.

The windshield was riddled with bullet holes, the left half of the skull had been pierced by bullets, and the remaining half of the face was still 'watching' at the occupants of the car.

I don't know if it's a reminder from the gunshots, but the two women in the back seat came back to their senses a little and didn't cry and make a fuss before. After the driver finished venting, he also stared dryly, and fell into a short silence, and suddenly there was silence in the carriage, and no one dared to break this peace.

"Knock knock, knock knock......"

I don't know how long it took, but there were suddenly several knocks at the car door.

The three people in the car shook involuntarily, only to hear a dull, obscure voice coming from outside: "Open the door!" ”

"Someone outside looks like they're shouting to open the door......"

The woman in the back row reminded.

"Who, who's out there?" The driver forced himself to compose, and he yelled.

In normal times, he might have opened the car door as soon as possible, but right now, his companion's head is still hanging from the windshield.

"Open the door!"

The whole car trembled violently, and the three people sitting in the car could clearly feel that the car had lifted up at least thirty degrees of oblique, as if it had been lifted up.

"I'll fuck you!"

The driver slammed the steering wheel, he was crazy about the fire, I don't know how many times, the engine moved, and the car actually started again.

"Let's go, let's go!"

A woman in the back row shouted with a crying voice.

Needless to say, the driver had already stepped on the accelerator while the engine was running.

Seeing the off-road vehicle speeding again, the three people in the car relaxed a little.

Suddenly, the driver's face turned pale, and he yelled in horror: "No, we are retreating, why are we retreating!" ”

This car, which stepped on the accelerator to the extreme and was traveling at a speed of nearly 180 kilometers per hour, was actually moving back rapidly!

"Why don't you open the door?"

An iron-blue face pressed against the glass in the back row asked.

Bang!

"If I don't open the door, I'll go in by myself."

There was another terrible impact, and even the glass of a military car, which was several times stronger than a private car, was shattered.

With the sound of glass breaking, a large hole was broken in the window.

"Have a gun or not, hold a gun to the window, and don't let it in whatever it is!"

The driver said in horror.

The two women in the back seat finally reacted slightly, and the woman sitting on the right side was holding the revolver in both hands, but her arms were shaking violently.

All of a sudden, the whole carriage fell into an eerie silence.

The three people in the car didn't even dare to breathe.

"Why don't you open the car door and I'll go in by myself......"

Suddenly, this strange voice appeared.

The driver was so frightened that he almost broke the steering wheel, and with a miserable white face against the hole in the window, he desperately drilled into the car from the small hole.

The sharp edge of the glass instantly blurred the flesh and blood of the head that squeezed in, and it is conceivable that a normal person's head was drilled through a fist-sized hole, which was a sadistic scene......

A hot and humid liquid flowed from between the two snow-white thighs of the woman with the gun, and she screamed violently, and her face was distorted with fright.

It was too late, and in less than half a minute, the person outside the car squeezed in through the window. Entering the carriage can no longer be regarded as a person, but a cylindrical human stick!

"Hehe, I'll come in by myself without opening the door."

The most terrifying thing is that this human stick is still talking, the voice is very dull, and I don't know if it came from his throat.

The glass was splashed with blood clots, and even the driver yelled like he had lost his mind:

"You let me go, I didn't offend you!"

There was a mess in the carriage, and suddenly there was a 'click', and the handle of the door was suddenly unscrewed, and the beautiful woman rolled out with the stick.

………………

In the dream, darkness enveloped him, and Zhang Meng couldn't even breathe.

He struggled desperately, and his mouth kept letting out terrifying screams.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, damn it, it can't be evil, right?"

The fat man slept soundly, but he was kicked by Zhang Meng, who was kicking and grabbing randomly, and his face turned purple with pain. I still have to go to see if Zhang Meng's kid is okay, which makes him extremely depressed.

The fat man took Zhang Meng out of his sleeping bag and slapped him a few times, finally waking Zhang Meng up.