Ren Zhengfei in the night staggered forward, the cold in the winter was quite deep, he tightened his clothes, and walked towards the outline of his broken car in front of him, the bulldog in his arms was also a little trembling, slightly curled up, and seemed to be inferior to the frost of this cold night.

He opened the door of the broken car parked on the side of the road, "crunched", the door made an unpleasant noise, and then leaned over and sat in, because he was sitting in front of the steering wheel, so he didn't notice when a dark shadow was sitting in the back seat.

He inserted the key and started the engine with a "swish", and the engine made a whimpering sound, as if it was difficult to carry the people in the car. The sound of whimpering cars echoes through the empty streets, forming a lonely echo when encountering the surrounding shops. Ren Zhengfei felt a little strange when he heard the sound, but he didn't think much about it, because he felt that it was the aging of the engine of the broken car. He turned on the car lights, two dim lights illuminated the front, and at the same time made the car slightly brighter, Ren Zhengfei, who was looking at the road ahead, found two small red dots in his back seat from the rearview mirror, he looked at it, it was a pair of red eyes looking at him!

For a while, Ren Zhengfei felt that his cold had exploded, and his hand holding the gear lever froze, he forcibly moved his gaze from the rearview mirror to the side, swallowed his saliva very hard, and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "You... Who are you?"

The one in the back seat didn't speak, and Ren Zhengfei felt his heart slowly tightening.

"Do you have something to do here?" Ren Zhengfei tried to ask again.

He still didn't speak, but he took a very sharp thing and gently stabbed Ren Zhengfei's waist and said, "Open!"

Although it was a gentle stab, maybe the thing was a little too sharp, and he felt a sharp pain in his waist being stabbed, and even felt like he was bleeding!

He didn't exclaim, he didn't scream, but first put the bulldog in his arms who seemed to be unconscious in the co-pilot's position, and then sent the handbrake, stepped on the brake, clutched, put in gear, and started. As his hand left the gear lever, he quietly touched his waist. As soon as he stabbed himself to start the car, there was a large piece of wet on his waist, and his hands were wet and slippery, I don't know how much blood was shed at this time!

Quietly, he grabbed the wound with his hand.

"Take your hands out and concentrate on driving!" The person in the back knocked on Ren Zhengfei's driver's seat with what he was doing.

Ren Zhengfei asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go where you want to go!"

"How does he know where I want to go?" Ren Zhengfei thought to himself, could it be a mental trick? Oh yes, this demon must be using that! Thinking of this, he secretly became vigilant.

The car started on the street, marched, and then very boldly drove the car and began to circle in circles. Ren Zhengfei asked the demon in the back seat while going around, wanting to find out its identity and origin, and understand the details, but the three-sentence demon only occasionally answered, and even ignored him at all in some cases, which made Ren Zhengfei a little helpless. And he came to a very astonishing conclusion from the few words he made, this demon didn't have any hostility towards him, which made Ren Zhengfei speechless to the extreme, Nima, what's the matter with stabbing Lao Tzu without hostility!

At this time, the demon also became interested in this bald man, and thought: This girl, who is not honest even after stabbing him, even dares to drive around in a circle, and dares to inquire about my details! It is really bold to die, admire and admire! It thinks, and it calms down, it wants to see what tricks this bald man plays! After all, the devil gave himself instructions only to let himself follow him.

So a man drove a car with a blind and sleeping dog and a demon of unknown origin armed with a murder weapon, and began to shuttle through the streets of the city.

This lasted for a long time, until the gas in the car was almost gone, and when Ren Zhengfei's face was pale and his forehead was sweating, the demon in the back seat said, "Stop!"

"Squeak-" broken car brakes are pretty good.

Ren Zhengfei leaned his face on the steering wheel a little weakly, and stretched out his hand weakly but forcefully squeezed the wound on his waist, he felt the scene in front of him begin to publicize, and his head buzzed.

The demon in the back seat sneered: "You go around, keep going around, Xiao Sample, ignore you, you really think I can't see my little fancy intestines!"

Ren Zhengfei is powerless to fight back now, and even he has almost no strength to open his mouth, his head is swollen, and he is groggy, as if he is about to fall asleep, but at the end of the drowsy, there is a thin mind that tells him that he can't sleep, and he can't wake up after sleeping.

The car stopped in the middle of the road, just below the electronic eye of urban traffic, which flashed again and again, but could not wake up the person lying on the steering wheel. Occasionally, a driver passes by. Although I was curious, I saw the flashing electronic eyes above my head, and thought: More things are better than less, maybe that person has a problem with the car?

So, of the seventeen cars that passed by, none of them stopped to see what was wrong with the owner.

Time passed little by little, and the blood on Ren Zhengfei's waist soaked through the seat under his buttocks, and he went to the blanket on the chassis, and dripped from the blanket and dripped on the ground along the crack of the car door. The demon in the back seat didn't mean anything to stop the bleeding for him, but looked around, as if waiting for someone or a demon.

The blind dog in the passenger seat had already slept like mud, and even the harsh brakes didn't make it sober up, at most it only made its head shake, as if nodding and saying: Well, the brakes are good!

At this moment, the demon in the back seat suddenly sensed something, floated out of the car and landed on the roof of the car, beckoning to a certain black cloud in the sky, and the black cloud fell down and turned into the appearance of a pig's mouth.

"What about the dog?" the little pig asked the demon directly as it landed on the roof of the car.

"In the car!"

None of the two demons cared about Ren Zhengfei, Ren Zhengfei in the car was lying on the steering wheel and panting, greedily retaining his slowly dissipating sanity, he began to feel difficulty breathing, his mouth made a violent pumping sound, his eyes began to roll up, his body spasmed unconsciously, it was releasing the last nervous electrostatic reaction. The force of the spasm was slightly stronger, causing the whole car to tremble, and the little pig's mouth felt the movement of the soles of his feet and asked the demon, "What's going on?"

"Oh," said the demon, "I was afraid that the man would be disobedient, so I gave him a stab, but even if I stabbed him, he would still be disobedient." He must be dying soon!"