Why are you keeping up? On the silent and deserted street, Lu Changgeng looked at Lao Fan, who was also following up, with a sarcastic expression, aren't you unwilling to wade into this troubled water?

I just figured out that it is more secure to follow him or follow you Lao Fan didn't care about his prickly attitude, waved his hand, at least you won't leave your companion casually

But do you think even the hell will be? Lu Changgeng answered.

Well, Lao Fan hesitated for a moment, and seemed to be a little hesitant to say bad things about his fellow countryman in front of Lu Changgeng, but in the end he nodded and said, I don't understand Lian Zhen. Sometimes he gives me the feeling of being an arrogant, independent, and detached person, as if he doesn't care about anything in the world, and I feel a little uneasy about entrusting my life to such a person

Lu Changgeng was not surprised at all that Lao Fan would comment on Lian Yan like this.

In fact, all people who know Lian Zhen well will think that he is an indifferent and unrighteous person, which is the first impression of most people about him.

Back when he was still living in Night City, he always looked flat and indifferent when he faced the pressure of his noble relatives to take away his property after his grandmother's death, as if an outsider watched his relatives perform in front of him, watched them divide the property in front of his grandmother's coffin, watched them cry when his grandmother was buried, forced to squeeze out a few tears, and watched them gossip, singing and singing in harmony, just not wanting him to express his opinion.

And he did as they wished, maintaining a flat expression, and sent them away with a word.

It's all right.

Even if the grandmother who raised herself was buried, she didn't even shed a single tear, let alone cry like those relatives, as if it was not Lian Yan who lost her loved ones, but those aristocratic relatives who cried wolf and tried to get a piece of the pie.

He just watched quietly, watching everything that was happening in front of him, but he never got involved.

Lu Changgeng was also acquainted with Lian Yan at this time.

I'm afraid that's how the vast majority of people view Lian Zhen. Lu Changgeng sighed lightly, he felt a little sympathetic because his fellow villagers were evaluated like this, this is his way of life, he never seeks the understanding of others, and he does not need the approval of others, but he still has it in his bones

He wanted to defend Lian Zhen a few words, so that Lao Fan would not label his fellow villagers who came out of Night City like most people, but when he thought of the things that the other party had just done, the words also disappeared with the sympathy that rose in his heart: It's useless to say this now, let's go, after the soil is settled, I will go back to save him again.

He's done this to you, and you're going to go back to save him? Are you crazy? Lao Fan's eyes widened in disbelief, and his expression seemed to be looking at a fool, no, do you people who came out of the night hemisphere have some problems in your brains

But Lu Changgeng shook his head and didn't want to explain the reason for doing this to him: Don't talk nonsense, time is very tight, we have to rush back to the car to treat Runtu before being chased by those infected people.

Oh, okay. Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Lao Fan could only shrug his shoulders, took over the unconscious incarnation of the thought trend, and continued to move forward with him.

Without saying a word, the two of them walked through the cold, windswept streets with unconscious wounded, and the farther away from the energy tower in the center of Night City, the cooler it became, and the muddy mud under their feet gradually turned into fluffy and cold snow, and the densely packed shacks became scarce.

Since they were already very close to the border area, after walking for a while, they walked out of the boundaries of Night City and walked in the direction where they were hiding their car.

There was still a while, and the walk down was much smoother than expected, and Lao Fan looked at the snow scene in the distance that melted into the night.

Maybe, maybe it's our luck Lu Changgeng also replied absentmindedly, saying that he habitually looked back at whether there was an infected person chasing after him, but this time there was a big problem with a glance, and he vaguely saw the place at the end of the field of vision behind him, and there seemed to be many small black spots?

When Lu Changgeng saw that those black spots were actually people running towards him, his expression

Suddenly changed: Oops! They're chasing after you! Run!

By the time he shouted this, it was too late, and countless infected people had already rushed out, and they had gathered into a spectacular wall of people, rolling towards the two of them like the head of a tidal wave!

Can't escape! They're too fast! Lao Fan immediately noticed that the distance between them was rapidly shortening, and immediately shouted, Chang Geng! Hand them over to me! You go drive to meet us!

As he had said, the crowd was approaching the two of them almost at a speed several times faster than them, and if they continued to run like this, it would not be long before they could catch up.

Lu Changgeng also knew that it was not polite to be in an emergency situation at the moment, so he handed over the soil to Lao Fan as quickly as possible, and he ran away with his own legs, and rushed to the crawler hidden in the snow with camouflage cloth at the fastest speed in his life!

Is this a symptom of a deepening infection?

The strong old Fan was not immune to the speed of movement after being on his back, but looking at the tide of infected people who were getting closer and closer, seeing that the distance between the two sides was no longer meters, he couldn't even set off the slightest panic or fear in his heart, but became more calm and rational as the other party continued to approach.

It felt exactly like the transcendent effect of a mechanical mind that had been trapped by the transcendent of the trap when he was in the day hemisphere, and under the influence of this state, he felt that his thoughts had become much clearer.

Hey, it's good to have this thing with me this time.

Lao Fan held the incarnation of the thought-like as nothing in one hand, groped out a shock bomb from his arms with the other, bit the latch on it with his teeth, rounded his arm and threw it out, the shock bomb swirled in the sky, drew an arc and bounced on the ground a few times, and rolled to the feet of the first batch of infected people.

Then, a dazzling flash of light and a high-decibel roar that almost tore through the eardrum burst into the snow.

You must know that this is the night hemisphere, although it is located in an open area, and the effect of the shock bomb is far less good than when used indoors, but considering that the people who live here have never seen the sun or high-brightness light in their lives, even if the night city is brightly lit and flashing day and night, it cannot replace the eyes to adapt to the brightness and high-frequency sonic boom burst out of the shock bomb, so the lethality of this shock bomb is still very considerable.

All of a sudden, even with the supernatural effect bonus similar to a mechanical mind, there was a ghost crying wolf among the infected, and the infected who bore the brunt of the shock bomb in the face fell to the ground and cried out, covering their eyes and ears and rolling on the ground, and the infected who were a little farther away were also dizzy and swollen, stumbling like drunk, and unable to stand on their feet at all.

And the confusion of these infected people caused new troubles for the infected people who pounced on them behind, and they collided with each other and tied each other, causing the speed of the crowd to slow down and even stagnate.

Fortunately, human beings have only been rooted in the night hemisphere for a hundred years, and it is not enough to evolve genes to adapt to the environment.

Lao Fan naturally would not waste the opportunity he had won with this shock bomb, he carried the moist soil behind him, and the moment he threw the shock bomb, he turned around and ran in the direction of the tracked vehicle, and at this time, Lu Changgeng, who was running towards the tracked car in one step, was still about half a distance away from their tracked vehicle.

In any case, this shock bomb still won them a very precious opportunity, and Lao Fan carried the moisturizing soil and the incarnation of the ideology on his back, and once again distanced himself from the infected who were chasing them.

However, the speed of the infected's recovery was beyond his expectations, and although the power of the shock bomb was strong, the next second, more infected people rushed up from behind, and they broke through the small chaos caused by the shock bomb.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides is getting smaller and smaller, this makes Lao Fan also feel more and more pressure, he can feel that his heart is roaring rapidly, it is not fear or anger, but it is simply providing for the body in motion

More energy. His heart rate was rising, his blood pressure was rising, and his heart was beating wildly trying to pump blood to his limbs, propelling him to run faster and exert more strength.

But this will not help him get out of the current predicament.

Just when he was hesitating whether he should take out another shock bomb and delay the time, a sudden change occurred!

A strange infected person who ran faster than the other infected stood out from the large group and leaped, but he obviously did not calculate the distance between the two, but at the moment of falling, he still stretched out his hands towards the target, and hugged Lao Fan's legs, and threw the opponent to the ground with this inertia.

Badly, Lao Fan's pupils contracted suddenly, he only felt that his legs were jerked, and the fragile balance when running was easily broken, and under the blessing of inertia, his body fell forward uncontrollably, and fell on the fluffy and cold snow.

Rua roared at the infected he had knocked down, but as soon as he roared, Old Fan pulled out his leg and stepped on his face, and then prepared to roll over and get up, continuing to flee with the two wounded.

And it was such a delay that he was already surrounded by a circle of infected people.

However, with a sharp grinding sound, he was knocked out like a rag, and then an extremely familiar tracked armored car appeared in front of him, and the door opened automatically with a snap.

Get in the car!

Lao Fan's eyes froze, and he immediately turned over and rushed into the car door with two wounded people, and then slammed the door shut, causing several infected people who immediately pounced and wanted to rush into the car to hit a bag, and then the motor of the tracked car made a deafening roar, raising a cloud of snow and dust and leaving the dust, leaving only a group of infected people who could not reach the dust to roar angrily in place.