Fang Mo, who was running, didn't notice that he ran into a dead end.

However, this is already a matter of dozens of miles away.

Those praying mantis didn't spread their wings, so they couldn't keep up with his speed at all.

When he saw the dead end in front of him, his eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, and he turned around and shouted: "Come on, monster, Lao Tzu is not afraid of you!" ”

It's really stupid......

There is no way, he almost confessed to one of them, if it is dozens, it is estimated that one praying mantis is enough to dissect him on the spot.

Is he afraid?

Fear!

It's not fake, it's really scary.

Whoever it is, in that case, will be afraid.

He turned his head, but he was extremely embarrassed to find that there was nothing within a few hundred meters behind him, and only then did he react, he was afraid that he had run dozens of miles.

But at this time, it's still night.

After all, his speed was too fast, and it was probably just one or two o'clock at this time.

It's the coldest time of the day.

He had never felt cold before, but now he felt extremely cold.

He glanced at himself and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Holy, so many wounds?"

Up and down the body, basically none of them are good, except for the chest and above the chest, which is strictly guarded by him, there are wounds in other places, and there is not just one.

There are three or four on the legs, and three or four on one leg.

The stomach was even opened, and before I knew it, there was a rope-like thing.

Seeing this scene, he sneaked a look around, hurriedly stuffed this thing in, and at the same time took out the very painful, but quickly effective medicinal powder and sprinkled it.

Hiss!

A strong pain made Fang Mo sober up from head to toe, and he was trembling all over, but he picked up a brick and smashed it in his mouth, biting it hard.

Immediately afterward, he continued to sprinkle on himself, especially on his stomach.

He used to think that the intestines were all running out, just a description, but who knows, now he really sees it.

It's just that he's even better than those legendary gangsters.

After all, those gangsters, according to legend, can run a few hundred meters at most, but he ran dozens of miles.

This alone is enough to be admired.

Of course, he didn't leave Donghai City, but only went to another district.

No way, he was scared.

If he dies, let alone save Ye Chengcheng, even he has to explain himself.

The stimulation of the pain made him extremely awake, his eyes kept turning, he kept paying attention to his surroundings all the time, and as long as he found the slightest situation, he would run away immediately.

However, this is a dead end, and if you want to leave, you must first have a battle with something outside the alley.

Crawl over?

He also thought, but now he is the kind that really hurts when he moves, and his life is really in danger, he must be able to climb over this wall that is only more than ten meters, but now, he is not in danger.

So he didn't want to touch his wounds.

Crunch ......

At this time, a voice made Fang Mo's pupils shrink.

Next to it, a door opened a crack, and then, a head emerged from inside, and after he glanced around, he was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he saw Fang Mo next to him.

"Damn, zombies!"

When he had finished speaking, he slammed the door shut, and pressed against it closely, and after a while he remembered that he had to bolt it shut.

Zombie?

Where are the zombies?

When Fang Mo was confused, he suddenly discovered that his current self was not a zombie?

Not to mention the bloodstains, the fucking flesh all over the body is turned out, it's even more zombie than a zombie.

Thinking of this, he shook his head helplessly.

He didn't take the guy seriously, and continued to slowly sprinkle the powder evenly over the wound.

The pain hit him over and over again, but he didn't even snort.

Half an hour later.

The wounds were covered with medicinal powder, and those wounds were no longer bleeding when it was visible to the naked eye, and at this time, Fang Mo felt that he was actually a little out of strength......

It's also perverted and perverted.

After running such a long way and experiencing such a terrible pain, it was just a little out of strength.

And, of course, the constant blackening in front of my eyes, and the re-feeling of the cold.

But it's scary enough.

What kind of physical fitness can you achieve this step?

"Phew!"

Spit out the bricks in his mouth, Fang Mo walked to the door, slapped it twice, and shouted, "People inside, open the door!" I need to take a break. ”

"You, you've been infected......" the man's voice trembled.

Through this voice, Fang Mo judged the position, and he smashed it with a punch.

Bang dang!

In the door, a hole appeared, better than the man's ear, and his ear was brought down.

Fang Mo said impatiently: "If you open the door, open the door, what nonsense?" ”

"Ahh

The pain hit, and the man touched his ear and suddenly cried out, "My ear, ah, my ear." ”

"Let's talk nonsense, Lao Tzu even took your life away, what I said, you don't understand or what's going on, I said it, you have to go in and rest for a while!" Fang Mo opened his mouth gloomily.

He didn't have time to spend time with the other party, and most importantly, he didn't have that idea.

Now he is in trouble, and he will never be as easy as before.

Crunch!

The door opened.

The people inside stood there obediently, lowering their heads and not even daring to look at him, but muttered, "You are so fierce! ”

Just open the door.

Fang Mo put his fist down, ignored the other party, and walked straight towards the house.

There is light, which means that there is food!

Suddenly there was a light in front of him.

I didn't think it was just now, but now once it's determined that it's not dangerous, he's really hungry.

Whoa!

Fang Mo directly broke the glass door, and after entering, he saw several people surrounding a candle that emitted a red light, looking at him with horror on their faces.

He didn't care about these people, and frantically searched the house.

No!

No!

Or not!

I don't know how long after searching, Fang Mo finally found a few steamed buns, and they were still the kind of cold and hard ones that could be smashed to death.

He took a bite of it indifferently, and suddenly felt as if it was a delicacy in the world.

"What are you doing?!"

Someone walked over, grabbed Fang Mo's arm and said, "Don't touch our food, what will we do after you eat it?" ”

"Don't, don't mess with him!" At this time, the guy outside had already walked back, and when he saw someone grabbing Fang Mo's arm, his soul flew away.

But.

Fang Mo didn't have a seizure.

He just gently shook the other party to the ground and continued to rummage, while facing the man who had just come in, "Where's the food?" I'm starving! ”