Chapter Twenty-Five: A Wave of Mutant Wolves Strikes
Hearing Anne's words, several people's spirits were shocked, and even the dreamer who had been drooping his head listlessly raised his head with some curiosity and looked ahead.
After looking at it with his eyes wide for a while, the dream was a little strange and tugged at the corner of Wang Hao's clothes, with a strange expression.
A few hundred meters ahead, on the ground level, there is a protruding dirt slope, but it is very inconspicuous. Looking at the past from this distance, if it weren't for Wang Hao's good eyesight and careful observation, he couldn't see the dirt slope at all, which was no different from ordinary flat land, no wonder Dream wondered.
"That's the place!" Tiehu squinted a few times and snorted dissatisfied.
"A few earthen walls, I'm afraid they're not even a meter high." The macaque monster laughed: "Fuck, who would have thought of building such a broken place in the wilderness, there is a real beast coming, it doesn't matter." ”
Anne walked in the front, and her face was not good, but she still waved her hand: "What nonsense, if you don't want to go, stay here and wait for death." ”
Ten minutes later, the group finally reached the so-called "No. 3 location".
When I walked to the front, I found that in front of me was a square-like open-air "building" composed of four loess walls with a height of the chest, about a dozen square meters.
Judging from the traces of the surrounding earthen walls and the architectural style, it should be a farmhouse from the old era. The upper part of the house, after a long period of wind and sun, has disappeared, leaving only part of the skeleton of the house, and there are a few beams on the top of the head, about more than three meters high, which is also crumbling.
The remaining half of the house is ruined, riddled with holes.
Wang Hao stepped forward and kicked a low wall, the low wall shook slightly, and the loess splashed everywhere, but it did not fall.
"It's pretty solid." Wang Hao smiled at the others.
Anne looked at the time, it was almost time to make a deal, but for some reason, the people of the Night had not yet arrived, and looking around, there was no one in the wilderness.
"One person guards one direction, rest in place."
Anne easily jumped onto a low wall and sat down, holding the gun in her arms, and then her two long legs drooped naturally, dangling in mid-air.
Iron Tiger brushed off the canvas on the cage.
In the cage, the mutant was still asleep, and he actually looked like he was sleeping peacefully, and even drooled.
"Damn, it's like an uncle, and it's carefree." The iron tiger kicked the cage heavily, and when he saw that the mutant did not react, he leaned against the other earthen wall and began to recuperate.
Wang Hao and Meng sat side by side on another earthen wall. Dream seemed to be a little tired, leaning on Wang Hao obliquely, his little head hanging down one by one.
The atmosphere was a bit calm, calm and even depressing.
Looking at the sleepy dream, Wang Hao's heart was not calm. Along the way, out of curiosity and the need for a sense of security, Wang Hao has been thinking about who is Hu San's "person" in this group of people.
Anne, who seems to take care of herself and is quick to talk?
A foul language and a deliberately reckless Iron Tiger?
Or is it a macaque who is yin and yang all the way and doesn't have a good word for anyone?
Or is it that these three people are Hu Laosan's people, or is there actually no Hu Laosan's people at all, but Hu Laosan is taking advantage of people's psychological weaknesses to deceive everyone?
This question may seem inconsequential, but at a critical moment, you may be able to kill yourself and your dreams. In the past, it would be very convenient for one person to move alone, but now
Wang Hao found that no matter what he was doing now, he seemed to be used to taking dreams into account, and the impulsive surname of the past gradually began to seek stability in everything as much as possible.
These people all have some behaviors that make Wang Hao almost sure that he is Hu Laosan's person; The strange thing is that each of them also has some other behaviors, which allows Wang Hao to be sure that he is not Hu Laosan's person.
It's weird.
Since he couldn't figure it out, Wang Hao simply didn't think about it, and only raised his vigilance in secret.
Two hours later, the sun was already heading west, and there was still no movement in the surrounding wilderness. According to the agreed trading hours, the Nightshaders were already much late.
Anne finally lost her breath, slammed half of the cigarette butt on the ground, scolded herself for a nasty word, and then took out her phone again and began to dial.
Wang Hao and several others looked at Anne expectantly.
Holding the phone, Anne's pretty face became more and more ugly, and after about twenty seconds, Anne hung up the phone with a calm face: "No one answered." ”
I dialed several times in a row, until the phone ran out of battery and no one answered the phone on the other side. Several people saw a hint of something bad in each other's eyes.
"Maybe it was an accident." The macaque was still laughing, but a little reluctantly, he seemed to be boosting his confidence, and said twice in a row: "Maybe it's really just an accident." ”
Although everyone hopes that the macaque is right, everyone knows that an accident in the new era often means death.
At this time, the mutant in the cage finally woke up faintly, and the five hours of anesthetic were obviously of good quality, and until now, it has been maintained for seven or eight hours.
Seeing a few live food around, the mutant immediately let out a piercing hiss and slammed into the iron cage.
Tiehu smashed it through the crack in the cage with the head of the gun, frowned and scolded: "Call a fart, and then let Lao Tzu shoot you!" ”
Wang Hao also frowned, the mutant's cry was too harsh, and the decibel was high, the same as metal friction, listening to the heart-scratching lungs. If it weren't for the transaction, Wang Hao also agreed with Tiehu's statement very much, and would have stabbed this thing to death with a bayonet.
Iron Tiger is probably a power-type superpower, and the force of this shot is so great that it actually opened the mutant.
The disgusting reddish blood with clotted blood clots unique to mutants trickled down the cracks in the cage and dripped to the ground.
Due to the injury, the fierce mutant screamed even louder.
A strange foul smell filled the air, it was the smell of mutant human blood, like the blood of many animals mixed together and then smelly.
"Grass!" The macaque immediately covered his nose, pointed at the iron tiger and scolded: "What are you doing, it smells worse than dung!" ”
Anne jumped down from the low wall with one leg on one foot, glared at Tiehu fiercely, kicked Tiehu without saying a word, and scolded angrily: "You are dead!" Do you know how strong the smell of blood is? Animals can smell from 10 kilometers away! ”
Anne said as she put the canvas back on the cage and went to dig with her bare hands to hide the blood dripping from the ground.
"It's too late."
Wang Hao looked at the horizon in the distance expressionlessly, and said coldly.
Following Wang Hao's eyes, a black line appeared on the horizon a few hundred meters away.
At first glance, this black line is not long, or even a short section, but with rapid movement, this black line continues to elongate in the field of vision, and gradually becomes clear.
Nearly a hundred wolfdog-like creatures, their eyes were red, and they rushed wildly in the direction of Site Three.
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