Chapter 23: High-Speed Horror
"Hey, did you notice any special sounds?" The old mountain ginseng took the cigarette gun and muttered, "Do you have a car behind here?" β
"Nope!" Mu Qiqi was very puzzled, "I said, old man, what kind of nerve are you sending here?" It's just one of us on this road, so there's no ......."
Before he could finish his words, he heard a cracking sound in the air, and the sound of metal colliding clearly sprinted against people's eardrums.
"Bullets?" Mu Qiqi and Xiao He almost subconsciously said.
"There's no car in the back." It was easier for Xiao He to sit in the back and watch, he really didn't see the car behind him.
"Hey, old man. When do you hear the sound? Mu Qiqi was a little flustered, and through the rearview mirror, he looked at the firelight rushing behind the car, "Xiao He, who did you provoke?" Let people drive at night without turning on the lights just to chase you? β
"Messed with my grandmother?" He muttered quietly, he didn't believe it.
"Just now!" Lao Shan Ginseng looked confused, "When you parked, you heard it." β
"You two are seated." Mu Qiqimo rubbed his fists, looking like he was going to make a big move.
"What do you want to do?" Lao Shan Ginseng looked at him nervously, "I said seven, the old man can't help but be scared." β
Mu Qiqi ignored him, put on his sunglasses, turned off the lights, and sneered. "Hehe, you think you know night vision?"
"......" Xiao He was a little helpless.
The gunshots behind him were still ringing, but fortunately, the car Mu Qiqi got was strong enough, although bullets hit it from time to time, but it didn't pass through.
"Bulletproof car." Mu Qiqi seems to have the ability to spy on people's hearts. "My sister was still there and it was the last gift she gave me. I didn't expect to be idle at home all the time, but today it came in handy. β
"Your sister, who is it?"
It's very strange, how can anyone give a gift to his brother and send a bulletproof car? Is this a prediction that he will be assassinated one day?
"Also, why isn't she there?"
"My sister!" A wry smile appeared at the corner of Mu Qiqi's mouth, "She is the best sister in the world, she should die now, right?"
The last time we met, the doctor said that she would not live for more than a year, and she overheard her.
I probably can't accept the fact that she ran away from home, and I haven't seen her since. β
"I'm sorry."
"It's fine." Mu Qiqi took a deep breath, a little choked in his voice, and seemed to be in tears. "Heh, but eventually I ran away from home. My sister can't die in vain. As for that home, the old man doesn't need relatives. β
"Your sister was killed?" Xiao He was a little surprised, listening to his words, it seemed that he was killed by Mu Qiqi's father.
"Maybe!" Mu Qiqi was rummaging through his bag while driving the car, and the last heavy object hit his chest.
He snorted and held the thing in his hand, a little frightened. It was a gun, and as for what model, he didn't know much about firearms, and he didn't care so much because it was too dark in the car to see clearly.
It's just that when he thinks that he doesn't seem to be equipped with a gun, he feels that his heart is not good.
Could it be true that as Mu Qiqi said, his purpose in the seven places was just to send him to death?
"Xiao He." Mu Qiqi's car shook off a big bay and suddenly stopped on the emergency lane on the side. "I think I got you right." There was a sound of mechanical friction in the carriage, and Xiao He heard the sound of a bullet being loaded, "Perhaps, through you, I can find the truth of the year." Let's cooperate! β
"Cooperation?" Xiao He heard some doorways, "You entered the seventh place because of your sister, right?" Did she die in the Seventh? β
"Almost."
"We should be about the same age as two, right?" Ever since he saw Uncle Geng's ID card and met the strange grandmother "Gu Qiuyue", he didn't dare to associate his appearance with his age anymore.
"I should be a few years younger than you, after all." He pursed his lips with an understated smile on his face.
"If you doubt that I'm not as familiar with firearms as a newcomer to the department, I can tell you that my sister taught me well. I entered the Seven Places only one day before you.
When I was a child, other people's children had toy guns in their hands, and my sister took me to the shooting range to play with real guns. Unfortunately, I still haven't been able to keep track of what type of gun I used each time.
If she's still alive, I'm guess I'll be taught another lesson, right?"
"So, you guns?"
"Well, my sister stayed." He took a deep breath and smiled bitterly, "As for how she got it, I guess it's blackmail, right?" After all, she has been a big devil since she was a child, and anyone who meets her has a headache. β
As he spoke, he fired a shot out of the window, and Xiao He heard the car outside sliding rapidly and rubbing against the ground to make a screeching sound, as if it had been punctured.
"It seems that there is more than one?" Mu Qiqi had a headache, "Xiao He, can you drive now?" β
"Like, it's a little difficult." He was thrown too hard by Gu Qiuyue before, and the coordination ability of his body was far from the previous state.
"Hey, yes, I will." Lao Shan Ginseng was sullen all the way, and now the person who listens to the lack of a driver is instantly excited.
"Old man, don't be blindly involved!" Mu Qiqi was very helpless, "You want to drive me and Xiao He to death!" Tell me about you, your body is broken, as long as you still have some roots, you may be able to transform into a human form again after staying in the soil for a few hundred years. Our brothers are so hard! β
"You know?" Xiao He was very surprised, how could this old ginseng expose his hole cards as soon as he came out? Aren't you afraid of believing people wrongly?
"If I hadn't seen what it was, I wouldn't have been so bored that I ran to this mass grave in the suburbs in the middle of the night to find you!" Mu Qiqi laughed at himself, "If I hadn't stayed in Seven for a while, I encountered something strange, I guess even if I met the old man before, I would have thought that I had hit a ghost." β
With that, he started the car again and fired a few shots in front of him.
Mu Qiqi's marksmanship is very accurate, and it seems that another car has won the bid in the dark.
It's just that this time, the other party didn't plan to suffer a loss as before, but turned on the headlights.
They were dazzled by the sudden volley of headlights, and it took more than half a minute to get used to it, but by the time they reacted, it seemed too late.
Their car was parked in the middle, except for the two winning cars lying on the ground not far away, emitting black smoke, and the rest of the dozen or so cars surrounded their way.
βSHITοΌβ Mu Qiqi took the gun and smashed it down at the steering wheel, "Bully the small with the big!" It's too much of a deception! β
"Seven!" Lao Shan Shen spoke, he looked at Xiao He worriedly and then looked at him, "Or, let me go down and lead them away?"
You know, I was able to run away at a beatable speed. β
"Don't mess around." Mu Qiqi didn't reply, and said, "I won't stop you if you want to die, but it's not your turn yet." β
"Oh." The old ginseng instantly collapsed, and began to smoke his big cigarette again.
"What's that?" As an injured person, Xiao He has long had no time for anything else. I know that I have little help, so I have been keeping an eye on the situation outside.
I saw that layers of green smoke suddenly rose from the air outside the car window, and it was strange to say that as the green smoke rose, the wind suddenly rose, and the wind drifted towards them with smoke.
"Not me." Lao Shan Ginseng looked outside and pointed to the big flue in his hand with an embarrassed face, "I, I smoke white smoke." I really didn't do it. β
β......β
"Close the window!" Mu Qiqi suddenly roared. He stood up from the driver's seat and snatched the cigarette gun from Lao Shanshen's hand and threw it out.
"Seven! How did my cigarettes offend you? Lao Shan looked at him aggrievedly, and his tears almost made him squeeze out tears, "I haven't touched it for decades, can't you let me have a good time today?" β
"Don't talk." After doing all this, Mu Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief and lay in the front row panting.
The green smoke became thicker and thicker, as if it wanted to surround this world. Mu Qiqi's movements were very fast, and there was only a dozen seconds between the time he sat down and the time when the smoking gun was thrown out.
At this moment, Xiao He suddenly heard a muffled sound in the air, there was no doubt that the smoking gun had landed, followed by the sound of something falling upside down.
It must have been a cigarette gun hitting something.
"What's going on?" The old ginseng was also frightened by this movement, "Seven, can you say something?" This, what the hell is going on? β
"I'll just say, huh." He snorted coldly, "Why didn't anyone speak to us who surrounded us, it turned out, ha, it turned out that all of them were made of paper."
Now, we shouldn't have gotten out of that grave hill, or maybe the place we are in is not a grave mountain in the first place. β
"Ghost hitting the wall?" Xiao He suddenly thought of this word.
"yes!" Mu Qiqi in the front row let out a long sigh, "The ghost hit the wall, but it's okay, it's a ghost." β
"You, what do you mean?" Before, he thought that today's Mu Qiqi was a little strange, and thought that he was not used to talking too much, but now when he looked at it, he found that his whole person was full of evil energy, and he looked deeply yin.
"Because of me!" Mu Qiqi turned his head to look at him, and the dim light printed the bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's half a ghost." β
The scene of "you ......" made Xiao He feel terrible. Who is it? β
"Look behind you?" Mu Qiqi's face instantly became gloomy and terrifying, he pinched his ears, and with a "hiss", even his entire face was torn off.
Xiao He only felt a touch of coldness on his back, his body was already half cold, looking at Mu Qiqi, who was admiring his face, only white bones and red flesh were left, his heart was sad to zero.
Listening to Mu Qiqi's words, he looked behind him with some hesitation, behind him was where Lao Shan Ginseng was sitting before, and only a bloody head was placed at this moment.
The head was its own, its eyes were closed, the corners of its mouth slowly arced, and in an instant, a fine light popped out of those eyes, but it looked at itself helplessly.
"Help me!" He heard a hoarse voice coming from his head.