Hero Cultivation System

"I'll wipe it!"

With a strange cry, Liang Gong fell backwards. If his right foot wasn't still hooked on the car body, he almost fell out of the car.

However, the burning feeling on his right cheek told him that his head was just one point away from being blown apart.

Damn it, why do you still have a gun? Brother is so careless.

In the brawl just now, neither the enemy nor we used guns, which made Liang Daxia think that both parties had run out of ammunition or did not bring guns at all, so he accidentally put himself under the gunpoint of others. If it were not for luck, he would be gone now.

The underworld has gone.

Okay! This is what you forced me to do.

The old trick was repeated, with a "Qiang!" sound, the tip of the knife penetrated the top of the head, and happened to cut through Chen Dafa's scalp. One person was injured and the other was injured.

"Ahu, get rid of him quickly... bang bang bang! Kick-kick-kick!"

Chen Dafa's face was covered with blood, and he shouted at Ah Hu with a ferocious face. At the same time, he fired upwards without looking until all the bullets were used up.

"How's it going? Is he there? Did I hit him?" Chen Dafa took out another magazine and replaced it, half-lying on the chair nervously, looking at the roof of the car with fear.

The smoke was thick in the cab, and the smell of gunpowder made Ah Hu want to shed tears. However, he knew that about two hundred meters away was the big turntable connecting Chaoyang Road. If he didn't slow down at this time, the size of the garbage truck would be impossible to pass. Now he could

It was not the time to rub my eyes, so I started to take my foot off the gas.

However, Chen Dafa, who was in despair, noticed that the car had slowed down. He immediately raised his gun and shouted in panic: "Why are you slowing down? Speed ​​up, speed up, do you want to die?"

Ahu wanted to defend himself, but Chen Dafa, who was already confused, didn't give him a chance. "Bang!" he picked up the gun, pointed it at his head and shot him.

After Ah Hu was shot, he immediately leaned against the car door. Chen Dafa, who was in a frenzy, held the steering wheel with his right hand and reached out with his left hand to open the door on the driver's side. Then he kicked Ah Hu's body out and moved to the driver's seat to grab it.

He held the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator. The garbage truck that had slowed down immediately shot out like an arrow.

"Bang bang bang!" Chen Dafa, who was driving, shot aimlessly at the roof of the car above and the rear window, but he happened to open another gash on the left cheek of Liang Gong, who was thrown forward and backward.

, this time Liang Daxia’s feet did not hook the car body, so he was thrown out and could only spin a few times in the air before landing quietly.

"Shit! I lost."

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Liang Gong's efforts did not capture the garbage truck. He could only stand there dejectedly and watch the garbage truck drive away from him at an extremely fast speed...

Hey hey hey! Wait a minute...

This is not...

Liang Gong looked around in confusion. The snow on the ground covered all the terrain features. However, a few years ago, he had to walk four hours pushing a cart back and forth to the garbage dump to pick up garbage. He still recognized some differences.

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"Wipe! Wipe! Wipe! Brake! Stop quickly!"

Liang Gong suddenly realized, remembering that there was a ghost thing nearby, he immediately jumped into the air, squeezed out the last bit of strength and chased the garbage truck forward.

Chen Dafa in the garbage truck looked around and confirmed that Liang Gong had been thrown out of the car. He was relieved. However, he knew that the man was scary. Even if he threw him away, he might still be caught up, so not only did he not

When you release the accelerator, you step down directly to the bottom.

The jet-shaped snowflakes in front of the car flew back to both sides of the car, even so fast that they seemed to form a straight line. Apart from that, nothing could be seen. There was silence in the cab, and Chen Dafa's turbulent mood finally calmed down.

Now he was starting to panic. Wuyang City was completely unfamiliar to him. He didn't recognize most of the simplified Chinese characters, so it was very difficult to even recognize the road names and place names, let alone drive the car to the place he wanted.

destination.

He had only walked this Chaoyang Road twice in the back seat. Although he had the impression that he should be not far from the garbage dump, he had no idea how far away it was. In addition, the current heavy snowstorm obscured everything, and it was difficult to see anything outside.

The world is completely white, and this typical southerner has lost his sense of direction.

Chen Dafa was scared.

Only then did he think that it might not be a good idea to speed up blindly. The scary man should have been left far behind and no longer posed a threat, so it was time to release the accelerator.

As soon as he took his foot off the accelerator pedal, a large shadow appeared outside the car's front windshield, which was originally filled with snowflakes.

"That's...what's that?"

The shadow was approaching quickly, and Chen Dafa leaned forward to see as clearly as possible.

"Ah! That's... that's..."

Seeing a large round solitary three-foot-high turntable standing in the middle of the road, Chen Dafa was so frightened that he stepped on the brakes without thinking. The "squeaking" sound was even more obvious in the strong wind.

Hearing the sound of emergency braking coming from the front, Liang Gong, who was flying by, secretly shouted: "It's going to be bad!"

When driving in snow, hard braking is the most unfavorable because the road is slippery. Once the brakes are locked, the whole vehicle will either skid or spin endlessly. Even if it is snowy, it will not be any better.

Sure enough, he flew forward another twenty meters when he vaguely saw the garbage truck ten meters away sliding forward sideways. In less than two seconds, it crashed into the concrete flower bed of the large turntable and immediately hit the turntable with a loud bang.

It rolled over and rolled continuously for two or three times and then rolled down the other end of the turntable. However, it didn't stop rolling and continued to roll for five or six times before stopping in the middle of the road.

"Alas! This guy is dead."

The exhausted Liang Gong stopped in front of the garbage truck and looked at the large truck with its four wheels spinning in the sky.

The entire cab at the front of the car had been retracted into the front of the car like a flattened biscuit tin. If the guy was sitting in the driver's seat and didn't jump out in time, there would be absolutely no hope for him to survive.

The sealed box at the back of the garbage truck had been shaken open, and several metal suitcases flew out and fell to the ground. A little bit of silver was exposed in the sealed box, and it was obvious that there were more metal boxes inside.

Several metal boxes had been opened, and stacks of green papers were scattered on the ground. Many were blown by the wind and fluttered in the air. Liang Gong walked over and picked up a stack and looked closely at it. On the front was a human head, with 100 printed on the four corners.

He couldn't understand numbers and other text symbols at all.

"It should be banknotes, but I don't know which country's money it is."

Several other boxes contained different banknotes. Liang Gong looked at it in amusement and picked up a bunch of them and stuffed them into his pocket. As the saying goes, no thief is empty-handed, and he who sees it has his share. Anyway, no matter which country's money it is, it will end up in it.

It has been put into the pocket of the Chinese government. If you don’t take it, you won’t take it for free. Take some as a souvenir!

The snow was falling more quickly and densely, and white cotton-like snowflakes were spinning feebly in the air under the strong wind. What fell on people not only soaked their clothes and bodies, but also penetrated deeply into their hearts. The heart-wrenching feeling

Binghan seems to be releasing all the misery of the world.

Looking up at the sky, an endless haze unbridledly sprinkled large clusters of snowflakes, dyeing the world black and white, leaving only the desolation after the catastrophe and an isolated figure.

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