After the Strange Talk Prevails

　　 Sun Gong went through the flames, raised the decapitating knife in his hand, and pointed it at the conjurer who was panicking in front of him, and looked down.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The sound of the blade cutting into the meat is dull and sticky, with a touch of smoothness.

　　 The pitch-black blade slid smoothly from the slimy flesh and blood, dividing the conjurer in front of him neatly in half.

　　 Hidden in the truck compartment, those people who looked out through the ventilated windows, saw Sun Gong in two and a half, and killed all the bodyguards. Without exception, they were scared to death.

　　 "What to do! What to do? Are we going to die?"

　　 "I won't come if I knew it! Why am I the one who encountered this kind of thing!"

　　 Ordinary people can't see how powerful Sun Gong is. They don't know the power gap between the spellcasters. The only impression is that Sun Gong is much stronger than the group of bodyguards Sun Tong hired.

　　 But Zhou Ming is different, Zhou Ming understands how strong Sun Gong is.

　　 In Zhou Ming's eyes, the opponent not only had tricky spells and dangerous levels of spells, but he was also one of the top ten in the first-tier strength in the masquerade.

　　 Just being the last identity was enough to make Zhou Ming feel a headache.

　　 At present, the strongest enemy Zhou Ming has encountered is the werewolf. When dealing with the werewolf, although he did not use ice spells, he was wearing a powerful hunter's suit.

　　 But even then, it was not easy for him to defeat the werewolf.

　　 Now he is facing a heroic man who is not much better than the werewolf, and he hasn't worn a hunter's suit.

　　 Frankly speaking, Zhou Ming feels that the odds of winning are not great, and there is almost no chance of winning!

　　 And it is precisely because Zhou Ming has a very clear understanding of this result that he will sit here-the cab of the big truck.

　　 On the roof of another car, Sun Gong just killed the only and last conjurer in the guard team.

　　 He took a deep breath and looked at the corpses around him. There was no wave in his heart.

　　 Although he killed people hired by his brother, it did not cause much business loss.

　　There is no such thing as a pension in their business. Behind the high remuneration is the risk of death. If you come back alive, you will get the balance. If you die, you will die, and you will find a new group of people.

　　 To talk about losses, at most, the arrival date in Sanyang Village will be delayed by a few days.

　　 Sun Gong looked at Zhou Ming who was standing not far away...Huh? People! ?

　　 "Kap! Uuuuuuu-!"

　　 The sound of the big truck started suddenly, and then he saw the big truck in the distance start to drive towards the dark desert!

"NS!"

　　 Sun cursed, jumped out of the car and followed Zhou Ming's posture truck for a few steps.

　　 On the way to chasing, he hesitated for a moment. After calculating his running speed and the driving speed of the car, he judged that he could not catch up with the truck while accelerating on foot, and decisively climbed onto the truck that had fallen apart.

The trucks used by their company have all the same performance. The difference between the speed increase and the speed limit is only due to the load. Now Zhou Ming’s truck is carrying a large group of people, and there are only a few weapons behind his car, and the heaviest car shell is already there. Just scattered.

　　 Therefore, with this car, you can definitely catch up with Zhou Ming!

　　 "I must kill you! I must kill you!" Sun Gong said angrily.

　　 He would never have thought that Zhou Ming would make such a shameless choice when he was killed, and he drove away at this time!

　　 Isn’t he from the relevant department!

　　As a person from the relevant department, he must at least have the responsibility to protect the civilians. He would have left so many passengers and drove away on his own. He had no sense of responsibility at all!

　　 Sun Gong originally thought that Zhou Ming was a compassionate and compassionate man, and even the slaves he sold could arouse his sympathy, so when he wanted to kill Zhou Ming, he still had a trace of guilt in his heart.

But at this time, these guilt has disappeared. The life and death of the whole family is like a mountain pressing on Sun Gong’s shoulders, and Zhou Ming’s bottomless desire to survive has formed a strong conflict with his family’s life. If Zhou Ming does not die, then die. It's his wife and children!

The picture of his wife and child being killed by a crying and laughing man appeared in Sun Gong's mind, like a pair of **** wings, which obscured the sky of Sun Gong’s thoughts and squeezed away the only remaining reason. He stepped on the accelerator to the end and faced his eyes. The big truck hurriedly pursued.

　　 Two large trucks ran into the middle of nowhere one after another.

　　 Zhou Ming squeezed the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator with his right foot. The desert wind was wrapped in fine gravel and hit the windshield.

　　 In the place where the headlights of the car in front of him were shining, there were no other obstacles except the slightly undulating sand. He was like driving on an endless desert.

　　 Zhou Ming looked at the rearview mirror. The chaser behind him got closer and closer. He turned the steering wheel sharply so that the car behind him formed a little angle with his car, then opened the door and leaned out.

　　 Behind, Sun Gongzheng wondered why Zhou Ming had to make a sudden turn. In doubt, the door of the truck cab in front opened, and a hand with a gun stretched out from the cab and shot his car blindly.

　　 "Boom! Ding ding!"

　　 The bullet hit the front cover of the car, splashing a few sparks, and the lights of the truck he was driving went out.

　　 "Damn! Damn, damn!" The hero sat in the cab and slapped the steering wheel, furious.

This kind of trivial harassment made Sun Gong angry ~ www.readwn.com~ Although it had no effect on the final result, it also made Sun Gong's mentality explode, just like the skill was repeatedly flashed by a trivial mob when playing a game. The frequent mistakes when using chopsticks to clamp quail eggs are a torture of patience.

　　 He must kill the opponent!

After smashing the headlights of the opponent's car, Zhou Ming retracted into the cab and inserted the pistol back to his waist. At the same time, he freed up another hand to open the baffle of the cab and the carriage so that he could talk to the people in the carriage. .

　　 The moment the baffle was pulled open, the noise suddenly poured into the narrow space.

　　 "Why did you bring us here! If you want to run, you can't run by yourself!"

　　 "Aren't there many trucks that only load goods next to you? Why do you want to drive this one!"

　　 "Damn it, I knew I would not get in this car!"

The passengers in the carriage behind them are already in madness. When they think of other passengers who stayed where they are, those who were taken away by Zhou Ming are being pursued and killed by that terrible assassin. This strong contrast in fate makes Everyone feels desperate.

　　 "Calm down, just do what I say if you want to survive." Zhou Ming said calmly, his voice a little hoarse.

　　 Perhaps because of the poison, he felt his throat dry and hot, and he was extremely thirsty.

　　 The passengers and slaves behind him are still making noise, and there is no sign of silence.

　　 Zhou Ming was not discouraged, and then he said: "My car is driving you, but there is no car in the back of the other party's car. I definitely can't get rid of him. If you are caught up, everyone will die."

　　 Sure enough, as soon as he said this, the voice behind him suddenly became quieter, and it became quiet in just a few seconds.

　　 The desire to survive is indeed the best stimulus. In order to survive, anyone who vents or complains can give in immediately.