The relentless flames, like elves, pulsed on the zombies, incinerating the corpses' bodies, filling the entrance to the tunnel with a disgusting scorching stench. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com] (Township) (Small) (Net).xiang-cun-xiao-high-speed debut!

The burning pain, the death, the zombies couldn't feel it, and they rushed frantically towards the modified cash carrier with the flames like a demon soldier in purgatory.

"Woo ......"

In the car, Wu Feng sat in the co-pilot, and when he closed his eyes to recuperate, he didn't seem to hear the zombie's roar at all, nor could he perceive the approaching danger.

It doesn't matter if the zombies can't get close to the cash truck, or if they howl in the flames.

Wu Feng didn't care about them, but they smelled the smell of food, dozens of zombies were driven by instinct, with madness and flames rushed to the cash truck, food, the smell of blood, but God still played a joke with them, no, when they approached the food on the car, the flames had ruthlessly burned their limbs, burned their brains, and made them return to hell with regret.

Wu Feng was calm and indifferent, just waiting for the fire to become smaller before passing through the tunnel.

And Zhu Ling, who was sitting in the driver's seat and was red-cheeked by the firelight, looked excited at the moment, they didn't do much, they sent hundreds of zombies back to hell, which made Zhu Ling secretly refreshed.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the Poer-type mutant zombie with a strange head in the corpse group, roared in pain, and rushed straight towards it with the flames and fury like a beast of the wilderness.

"Hey!" Seeing this, Zhu Ling smiled playfully, hung up the reverse gear unhurriedly, and set the cash truck back some distance.

The growing Poer roared angrily, raised an abandoned car with his thick arms, and with a roar of "roar", he threw the huge object in his hand at the cash truck!

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Zhu Ling was dumbfounded, and lifted the car? You have to know that the car has at least 1. weighs 5 tons, and if you lift it, you can be regarded as a super invincible Hercules, and his meow's Poer not only lifted the car, but also threw the car over, this power, Zhu Ling couldn't imagine it.

Amazed and amazed, Zhu Ling was not afraid of danger, and without waiting for the car to cross the graceful arc, he stepped on the brakes with one foot and suddenly moved forward in gear, making the car fall to the ground with a "clang".

"Whew!" Zhu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the Poer was already approaching the cash truck, and suddenly hit the direction, causing the Poer to pass by with the flames and the cash truck.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, Zhu Ling looked in the rearview mirror, and saw that Poer crashed into an abandoned car, and the abandoned car was knocked into a depression, and the zombies trapped in the car died directly, and the Poer actually stood in unison without a fart, turned his head and scanned it with scarlet eyes. Pen) idiot (medium &

"Good boy, what a monster."

Zhu Ling was shocked, and saw the Poer rushing towards the cash truck from the rearview mirror, although he was amazed by its vitality, but Zhu Ling did not forget what to do, hit the steering wheel, and turned around directly in the middle of the road, avoiding the impact of Poer with excellent driving skills.

He doesn't have to worry about anything now, he just needs to delay the time.

When driving away from the slower-moving Poer, Zhu Ling was also thinking about what the consequences would be if he didn't stop Wu Feng's advice and rushed into the tunnel without a head or brain?

Not to mention this powerful Poer-type mutant zombie, even if those ordinary zombies who were burned to death by the flames were enough for them to drink a pot, Wu Feng was good, if he wanted to leave, no zombie could stay, and he Zhu Ling would be miserable, once the bullet ran out, it would be a dead word, after all, no matter how much vision and insight he had, he was just an ordinary person, no, he was a waste......

"Roaring ......"

Poer was already charred and blackened, and wanted to rush to the cash truck and crush the food inside, but unfortunately, it could only fall to the ground in sorrow, and had no chance to stand up, although it did not believe in food teasing, but unfortunately, in hell it was destined to be ridiculed by its kind.

The Poer was burned alive, and at the entrance of the tunnel through the mountain, the zombies had already fallen to the ground, and flames were still dancing on those charred bodies.

Although Zhu Ling saw that there were still flames burning on the ground, regardless of these, he stepped on the accelerator and drove straight towards the tunnel.

"Bang dang!"

The wheels run over a charred zombie, and the wheels bring up sparks, but they are extinguished instantly.

Not long after driving into the tunnel, Zhu Ling could see ahead with the help of the headlights, not only a few cars, but also a kneeling figure on the bloodstained ground, with long hair reaching to the waist, slender and delicate, human? Woman? Zhu Ling doesn't think so, so many zombies won't let people live.

Sure enough, when the cash truck approached, the zombie kneeling on the ground suddenly got up and turned his head, his beautiful face was not much better than that of a star, but under this beautiful face was crazy and bloodthirsty, as soon as he saw the food in the car, he rushed to the cash truck with his fangs like a sea monster.

"Beauty, Nai, Nai!" Zhu Ling sighed, stepped on the accelerator, and crashed head-on into this beautiful zombie.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the beautiful zombie stuck directly on the front cover of the car, slamming the front windshield with its head, looking like it would not give up until it was eaten.

Zhu Ling reluctantly pulled out the pistol on his waist, and aimed at the head of the zombie a little unbearably, but before he could pull the trigger, there was a crisp "click", and the black Tang knife pierced the head of the beautiful zombie through the windshield!

"I said, can you take pity on the jade!" Zhu Ling looked helplessly at Wu Feng who put away the Tang knife, the wheels rolled over the weak body of the zombie, the body shook, and the beautiful zombie bones didn't know how many were broken.

Wu Feng didn't bother to look at this Zhu Ling, staring at the corpse reflected in the rearview mirror, "What's the matter, it's distressed?" ”

"I'm sorry for a ball!" Zhu Ling scolded, and while driving around the abandoned car in the tunnel, he said loudly: "I said Wu Feng, how do you know that there are a large number of zombies gathered here?" ”

How do you know? Experience, countless experiences of dancing with the god of death, looking at this Zhu Ling with a curious face, smiled: "Intuition! ”

"Intuition is a ball." When Zhu Ling heard this, he pursed his lips and scolded.

"There must be demons when it is abnormal." Wu Feng said casually, then closed his eyes, no matter what Zhu Ling did, seize every minute and second to exercise his internal strength, and if he can improve every point, he will have one more chance of winning and one more chance of survival.

Zhu Lingleng paused for two seconds, then smiled, stared at the road ahead, and concentrated on driving.

Wu Feng is right, this mountain tunnel is very long, the passing vehicles are not one or two, if no one has cleaned it, then this tunnel must be filled with a large number of zombies, and at the entrance, you can only hear a faint cry, can not hear the footsteps and wails of the zombies.

If it had been cleared, then there would have been no problem, but the tunnel entrance was blocked by abandoned vehicles, which means that no vehicles had passed.

Judging from all kinds of signs, this tunnel is very dangerous, headless and brainless like a reckless ox to enter, only death, in the last days, you must be cautious, too troublesome is equal to a long life,

Zhu Ling smiled reassuringly, his eyes showed longing and yearning, and now, he was even more at ease about the trip to the Holy Martial Arts, just because of Wu Feng who was spitting out in the afterglow.

The cash truck maintained a constant speed and headed for the land of Sichuan and Shu......

Just behind the cash truck, ten warriors of the Mu family, running all night with guns, did not have any car, only a pair of long legs.

As they approached the tunnel through the mountain, more than a dozen warriors stopped, all staring at the entrance of the tunnel, which looked like a crematorium.

"Looks like they've passed through here safely." Seeing this, the first strong man in black did not relax, and said loudly: "Continue to hurry, you must catch up with them before they enter Sichuan and Shu." ”

As soon as the strong man's voice fell, a woman with a longbow on her back asked, "Brother, don't you wait for those people behind?" ”

"Don't wait, they choose to take risks on their own, they have to be prepared to die, we must ensure that Uncle Ling enters the Holy Martial Land safely, otherwise, even if we live, we will not have the face to go home!"

As soon as the strong man spoke, everyone nodded, and just as they were about to walk through the tunnel where the flames were burning, a handsome man suddenly said, "Wait! ”

"Mu Hong, what's wrong?"

The handsome young man said with a solemn face: "I once heard the patriarch say that Uncle Ling was a talented man, and at the age of fourteen, he defeated several martial arts scum who joined forces to sell human beings, and these martial arts scum were sentenced to life ......."

"Mu Hong, what exactly do you want to say?"

Before Mu Hong finished speaking, he was interrupted by others, which made Mu Hong frown, and the strong man's eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "Mu Hong, you go on." ”

"Originally, those scum didn't want to come out for the rest of their lives, but when I came back from the Central Plains, I heard that those scum had come out of the cage and are now entrenched in the Sichuan-Shu YB area!" Mu Hong said this with some concern.

"Chuan Shu YB?!" The strong man instantly knew and understood what Mu Hong was worried about, then YB was on their route to the Holy Martial Land, it was good that the two sides did not meet, if they met, then Zhu Ling, who did not have any skills, was in danger, and it was difficult to guarantee that he would not be killed by those ancient warriors!

"Mu Hong, since you know about this, why don't you report it to the patriarch?" One person asked Mu Hong sharply, if Mu Hong told Mu Jianhua in advance, don't say a few martial arts scum, even the Demon Dao Sect would have been eradicated by the Mu family.

"I've been busy fighting these days, and I've forgotten about it for a while." Mu Hong was a little distressed, when the end of the world broke out, he was still training in the Central Plains, and when he heard the summons from his family, he rushed to his home non-stop, if it weren't for the strength of the younger generation, he might not even have the opportunity to go to the Holy Martial Arts.

"You ......"

"It's all my own brothers, what's to blame? Besides, no one thought that Uncle Ling would suddenly go home! After glaring at the man's unkind tone, the strong man opened his mouth and said: "The top priority is that Uncle Bao Ling is safe and sound, Mu Qing, Mu Zinc, you have the best light skills, quickly catch up with Uncle Ling, don't show your face and protect in secret, but Uncle Bao Ling will not be poisoned by that scum!" ”

"Yes, brother!"

A delicate woman, a big man, after holding his fist at this strong man, he turned into two black clothes and entered the mountain tunnel.

The strong man saw that the figures of the two had disappeared into the darkness, and said to the other seven people: "Hurry at full speed, be sure to enter the land of Sichuan and Shu at the same time as Uncle Ling,"

"Yes!" Everyone claimed that Zhu Ling was only two or three years older than them, they were their elders, and they were also their friends, and they couldn't forget Zhu Ling's guidance, if there was no Zhu Ling's guidance in the past, it would be difficult for them to stand out in the wooden frame full of strong people, not only for the trust of the elders in the family, but for their own friends.

When the strong man led the way, he looked into the dark eyes in front of him, as if to say, "Uncle Ling, you must not have anything to do, otherwise I will find another confidant from there." ”

And Zhu Ling, who this strong man Mu Yin cared about, didn't know anything at all, and drove the cash truck with peace of mind, approaching the danger step by step......