The ruined city where the X-7 Vault is located shrouded in night is filled with dead silence that makes it easy to be surrounded by uneasiness, even the whispers of the breeze through the gaps in the ruins, and the desiccated corpses scattered throughout the ruins are also in the absolute darkness at this time, giving the terrifying illusion that they are staring at themselves.

However, the dead silence in the ruins did not last long, and in the cold wind of the night, there was a loud hum of the engine that seemed unusually deafening in the dead silence around it.

The six-wheeled chariot made by the 301st Tomahawk unit seems to have been designed to meet the requirements of night combat, so the light of the searchlight on the front of the vehicle has been modified to resemble a pillar of light that cuts through the darkness, and the sound of tires running over stones and sand also brings a faint hint of life to the gloomy ruins.

However, no one in the carriage of the six-wheeled chariot reacted to the horror of the ruins, after all, whether it was Yang Chen's father and daughter, who led the caravan to wander around on the wasteland all the year round, or Al who had been fighting with others since leaving DQ-3, he was already accustomed to this environment, and even spent most of his time in the ruins, just find a place with a good hidden surname and spend the night with the screams of living corpses and the low roar of radiation beasts, not to mention Wu Fei, for Wu Fei at this time, Compared to the closed abandoned shelter where there is almost no way out, the ruins above the underground shelter are obviously more 'warm', at least if you are surrounded by living corpses in the ruins, there is still an escape.

Now Wu Fei is like this, even if he is surrounded by the 'terrifying ruins' that can attract reporters from all over the world in peacetime, Wu Fei can fall asleep in a short time, and recharge his energy for the X-7 spire that is gradually approaching under the guidance of the magic book.

In addition to Wu Fei closing his eyes and pretending to sleep in the carriage of the six-wheeled chariot, Yang Yang also fell asleep relying on El's only one-armed, but on his still green little face, the long eyelashes on his big eyes couldn't help trembling, as if he was experiencing some kind of terrible nightmare, and a pair of small hands were also tightly tugging at the corners of El's clothes and refused to let go, as if he was afraid that he would be thrown into the group of living corpses in despair and wait for death as soon as he let go.

Al, on the other hand, leaned against the carriage of the six-wheeled chariot with his head tilted, his emotionally mixed eyes not knowing what to think or choose.

Yang Chen, who was driving the six-wheeled chariot, didn't pay much attention to this, but took care of himself to be vigilant around the six-wheeled chariot, every dark corner of the ruins, and carefully controlled the six-wheeled chariot to bypass the wreckage of the car that was blocked in the middle of the road, and was accustomed to the charred dried corpses in the car wreckage that seemed to have been unable to escape at the beginning.

In fact, Yang Chen has some doubts about Wu Fei all the way, this man who joined his caravan for a short time is really too incredible, he seems to contain a variety of abilities in his body and exists without any rejection of each other, it is like a complete one, but Yang Chen, who doesn't know much about the world of superpowers, is most puzzled, but it is not Wu Fei's combat ability, but Wu Fei's person.

In Yang Chen's eyes, how could there still be sincere feelings between people in today's wasteland world? But Wu Fei will take risks for the sake of El, who can only be said to be a small person in the wasteland, and take the risk that the good future of the supernatural will be ruined, and directly break into the base camp of the 301 Tomahawk Army, about this He is a reckless madman, but Wu Fei's every move can still be seen to have been accurately and carefully planned in advance.

Calm madman, Yang Chen had no choice but to shake his head and smile, and defined Wu Fei, a young but dangerous man.

"How ......" Yang Chen, who was shaking his head and smiling, suddenly found the ruins around the six-wheeled chariot, as if he had just walked by.

Yang Chen shook his head to calm himself down, and chose a street that was different from the previous route to move forward.

This scene was also discovered by Wu Fei, who was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, but Wu Fei did not open his eyes, but directly took the initiative to activate "Witchcraft: Wild Surname Intuition", and continuously expanded the perception range of "Witchcraft: Wild Surname Intuition", carefully perceiving every inch of ruins around the six-wheeled chariot.

Yang Chen, on the other hand, was still repeating himself in circles over and over again, and his emotions became more and more unbearable, and his breathing became heavy because his emotions began to fluctuate violently.

But Yang Chen, who knew his role, did not wake up Wu Fei, who had actually discovered the current situation, but changed the forward route again and again, but in Wu Fei's opinion, Yang Chen's performance was weird, muttering "Why did you come back again, then this time you have to turn right......", but in fact, the direction of turning is still to turn left.

"Wu Fei, do you think this thing you would have encountered in that park when X-5 participated in Cold Iron?" The voice of the Grimome resounded in the sea of knowledge.

"I'm almost catching it." Wu Fei opened his eyes after responding in the sea of knowledge, and bent down to the passenger seat of the six-wheeled chariot, at this time Wu Fei's perception, the small living corpse crawling in the shadow of the ruins is thinking that it is hidden, and has been staying near the six-wheeled chariot, and constantly roaring as if calling for the same kind, this living corpse is also what Wu Fei encountered when he participated in the 'cold iron', a special living corpse that can affect people's thinking and consciousness, and even in the small pocket of the succubus Isabel, there is also the shriveled and shrunken corpse that Wu Fei has no time to dispose of.

"Wu Fei, you're awake, I don't know why you've been ...... since just now" Before Yang Chen finished speaking, he saw that Wu Fei had already expected to poke out the muzzle of the 'Soul of the Giant Beast' M500's large-caliber gun, and seemed to be aiming at something in the dark ruins.

Yang Chen tried his best to see what was in the dark ruins, but he couldn't see anything.

"Got you." Wu Fei whispered, and without hesitation, his fingers pulled the trigger of the 'Soul of the Behemoth' M500.

A deafening gunshot rang out, and a shriveled living corpse that had just about to leap from the shadow of a ruin to a place to the next place had just reached half of its head when it was shattered by a sudden bullet, and the mist of the soul fluttered up in an instant, and turned into a stream of air in the air and rushed towards Wu Fei.

At the same time, Yang Chen also found that the situation of circling in place soon disappeared, and the six-wheeled chariot was once again driving on the official route.

"Wu Fei, how did you know?" Yang Chen finally couldn't help but ask curiously, although the scene just now seemed unremarkable, whether it was the chariot company of the 301 Tomahawk Unit or around the chariot workshop, the living corpses in the whole city followed the smell and sound, and found that the six-wheeled chariot that had been circling in circles and never moving forward would once again put himself and the others in a hopeless crisis, but Wu Fei didn't know how to find out, and he completely killed the potential crisis with one shot.

"Intuition, alright, stop here, you have to be vigilant on the way back." Wu Fei's answer was completely true, it was indeed "Witchcraft: Wild Surname Intuition" that first raised a hint of alarm, and then Wu Fei began to track down that special living corpse.

As soon as Wu Fei's words fell, Yang Chen stopped the six-wheeled chariot without asking too much.

Wu Fei jumped off the six-wheeled chariot from the co-pilot position, and after his feet just stepped on the ground and determined that this was the closest coordinate position to the X-7 minaret, Yang Yang behind him woke up from the pause of the six-wheeled chariot, and hurriedly dragged Wu Fei, who was just about to leave.

"This is for you, it can bless you with peace and luck." Yang Yang's big eyes that had just woken up were full of determination, while a pair of small hands held a dark red ribbon that swayed slightly in the breeze in the ruins.

"Okay, you have to protect your father well after you go back, by the way, this thing is for you, you have to give it to your father quietly." Wu Fei didn't take it, but directly stretched out the handle of the big knife 'Wan Jiang', and when Yang Yang tied the dark red ribbon with the main and secondary handles, he also used this to stuff a note to Yang Yang.

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