Chapter 637: Struggling to recover

On the top of the mountain, Ling Xiu's brows were tightly locked, and his eyes looked at the zombies in front of him who were attacking the Phantom City like a tide, Tang Xiaomo, Ling Xue, Zhang Yifei and Chu Liyue were there, only a little more than a thousand meters away from him.

These countless zombies were not in his consideration, and he wanted to go to Tang Xiaomo's side now.

Turning his head to look at the eighth child, he asked, "You tried the truck at the bottom of the mountain, and it can still start, right?" ”

"Yes, Brother Seven, it weighs six or seven tons, and I also took a special look at the fuel tank, it is full of oil, and it should have been discarded for a long time." Lao Ba nodded and replied.

"That's good." Ling Xiudao.

Pigskin thought about it, and then showed a look of horror: "Seventh brother, you ...... You don't want to drive that truck in, do you? ”

Ling Xiu's face was calm: "Apart from this method, there is no other way, right?" ”

Hearing this, everyone looked over in shock.

"Are you crazy? There are so many zombies underneath, not to mention trucks, even if it is a forklift or a coal digging truck, it will definitely not be able to rush two hundred meters before it hangs up, you want to rush into it when you drive a truck, what kind of international joke. Jiang Linghui crossed her hands on her chest and said disdainfully.

"Ling Xiu, think about it again, or maybe you can come up with a better way." Luo Yun'er blinked her beautiful eyes and persuaded.

"That's right, Brother Seven, it's a miracle that the truck can rush halfway, it's absolutely impossible to rush under the walls of Phantom City."

Pigskin said anxiously, "Even if that truck is good enough~ to rush under the wall of Phantom City, but how can you get in, you can't climb that corpse mountain and climb over the more than fifty-meter-high city wall like a zombie, right?" ”

"Brother Seven, let's not be impulsive, let's make a foolproof plan first, okay?" The eighth child also spoke out and persuaded.

Only the monk and Cao Ju did not speak, the former is the memory of the past is getting clearer and clearer, when he saw the dense zombies attacking the phantom city, the battlefield in his mind appeared in the sky, making his blood hot and boiling;

And the latter, I wish Ling Xiu acted hastily, it was best to die on the way to the Phantom City, so that Luo Yun'er would give up completely, and then listen to him honestly, and leave here to find a quiet place to live this life.

"I can't wait a moment."

Ling Xiu looked at the Phantom City, the distance was too far for him to see the faces of the defenders on the Phantom City, he could only see the towering and blurry figures, as well as the zombie corpses that kept falling from the high wall, "You settle down here first, and I will come back to you." ”

Without waiting for anyone to speak, he turned his head and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

"Seventh Brother ......"

Pigskin wanted to stop Ling Xiu, but was stopped by the eighth child.

"Forget it, Brother Qi's decision will not be able to pull back even if nine cows are made."

"Are you crazy, although Brother Seven doesn't have to be afraid of being infected with the virus and becoming a zombie, there are so many zombies underneath, every small bite can gnaw Brother Seven into a pile of skeletons, this is completely to deliver food to zombies." Pigskin was very excited, his eyes were red, and he yelled at Lao Ba.

"What are you yelling at me, didn't you just see Brother Qi's eyes, can you persuade me?" Lao Ba's mood was also very anxious, and he was yelled at by the pigskin, and suddenly raised his voice and roared back.

"Are you just watching Seventh Brother die?" Pigskin said in a high-pitched voice.

Lao Ba suddenly lost his voice, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Shut up!" The monk shouted.

In the voice, there was a powerful power, which made people's bodies tremble violently.

Pigskin and Lao Ba turned their heads to look at him, and suddenly had a very strange feeling, the monk at this moment, whether it is eyes or breath, seems very strange, as if there is another soul, attached to the monk's body.

"Hate ...... Mission...... Hatred...... Mission ......"

The monk clenched his fists, looking at the picture of the group of corpses surging below, and kept muttering and repeating these two words in his mouth, in his mind, it was the roar of thousands of troops, the battlefield full of flames, and the bloody corpses that kept falling.

Dusty memories in the recovery......

"Brother Monk, what are you talking about?" The eighth asked.

The monk ignored it, like a statue standing motionless in place, but the evil aura on his body became more and more intense.

Pigskin's heart trembled, his face turned pale, and his eyes trembled and looked at the monk: "How come?" Impossible, it must be ...... Something must have gone wrong...... How is this possible! ”

He foresaw a demon, a demon whose hands were stained with the blood of countless people, and that demon was none other than a monk.

No one noticed the change in his expression, Luo Yun'er looked worriedly at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Linghui by her side, and Cao Ju leaning on a tree, expecting to see Ling Xiu driving the truck towards the corpses.

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At the foot of the mountain, the truck was parked quietly.

Ling Xiu opened the door and got into the cab without hesitation, untied the two long knives on his back, and put them in the co-pilot's seat.

He didn't naively think that the truck would be able to rush under the city walls, he still had to fight for it on his own.

"Tang Xiaomo, Xue'er, I'll come to you right away!"

Turn the key, start the truck, look ahead, take a deep breath, hook up, and slam the accelerator.

Roar!

The truck roared like a steel beast in the direction of Phantom City, forty, sixty, eighty...... The truck's speed hand finally stopped at a position of one hundred and fifty miles.

It is clearly stipulated that the maximum speed of a truck shall not exceed 100 miles per hour, but now it is the end of the world, and who cares.

The truck, which was rushing at a speed of one hundred and fifty miles, was like a wild beast roaring and roaring, and the dust rolled in its wake, like a sandstorm behind it.

"That bastard maniac, he actually drove the truck away!" On the top of the mountain, Jiang Linghui's eyes widened and said in disbelief.

Pigskin and Lao Ba came back to their senses one after another, their eyes staring down deadly, their hearts seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and they were suffocating very much.

Luo Yun'er prayed silently in her heart.

"Grow in loneliness, struggle in pain, fight in darkness, advance in despair, and recover in silence!" The monk raised his head and looked at the dark and obscure sky and muttered to himself, but every sentence and word was as sonorous and powerful as a bell, touching everyone's souls.

"Bald donkey, what nerves do you have to show off your own literary talents?" Cao Ju said sarcastically.

As soon as his words fell, the monk turned into a flash of lightning without warning, rushed to him in an instant, and punched him in the abdomen.

"Poof~"

Cao Ju's complexion changed suddenly, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out, all of which sprayed on the monk's face.

"You...... You ......"

Cao Ju looked at the monk in front of him in disbelief, they had bumped into each other before, but none of them came to the real thing, but this time, the monk was obviously moving, and the speed just now was clearly not like the speed that humans should have.