You call this a coroner in North America?

Sandy looked at the empty rearview mirror with pride.

You still want to chase me? You're dead!

But thinking of the unlucky guy who accidentally helped her take the bullet, Sandy couldn't help but feel a little sorry.

I hope the other party has a ticket to heaven, otherwise it would be embarrassing to meet him in hell in the future.

Well, I feel a little sorry, but not much.

Just like her principle of doing things, there are some principles, but not much.

Humming a happy little song.

Sandy opened the backpack on the co-pilot and looked at the rolls of cash bills exposed, and her beautiful eyes narrowed.

After finishing this job.

I can rest for a long time.

It's a pity that the kind-hearted handsome guy didn't fall for it.

The other party's puppy looks very spiritual and cute.

Sandy really wants to get it to play with.

Unfortunately, the owner of the dog has no bad intentions.

It's not easy for her to violate the principle.

Pickup trucks are a very common type of car in America.

Sandy didn't recognize the unlucky guy who helped her take the bullet. It was Brian who gave her a ride before.

She didn't know.

She had caused more trouble.

Encountered a fork in the road.

Sandy turned the steering wheel casually, drove into the small road, turned left and right, and drove the car into the wilderness area, preparing to create false traces to induce possible follow-up pursuit.

Suddenly.

Sandy found that her car was driving a little wrong.

She looked at the fuel gauge pointer and found something wrong.

No gas!

"FK, how could there be no gas!"

Sandy's face showed panic.

This is not a joke.

Normally, if there is no gas, the worst thing is to run to the main road, give a thumbs up, and use the gender advantage. At most, a kind passing driver will take her away in a few hours.

But now she is facing pursuit.

Surrounded by wilderness again.

Sandy doesn't think that the unlucky car owner before can resist the hyenas for a long time.

She got out of the car quickly, and then she found that the fuel tank of the Ford car she stole had been hit by a stray bullet from the chasing bastards, causing it to leak oil all the way.

"It's over..."

Looking at the intermittent but very conspicuous trace of gasoline drops, Sandy's face turned pale.

Without hesitation, she rushed back to the car, tied her trouser legs, and stuffed money into her trousers until she was as big as an elephant's legs. Then she carried her backpack, chose a direction, and prepared to leave.

Just then.

A pickup truck, following her previous route, came from far away, like a wild bull, wildly pulling out an arc-shaped and elegant car mark, rolling up a large piece of flying dust, hitting Sandy, and stopped in front of her.

The window rolled down.

A dog head stretched out first, opened its mouth to show its indignation and fierce attitude, but as soon as it opened its mouth, it inhaled a mouthful of dust, and the dog head shrank back faster, coughing awkwardly.

Useless dog!

Brian threw Thirteen back to the passenger seat with disdain.

He knocked on the car door and said to Sandy, who was covered in dust, with a fake smile: "Sandy, we meet again, you seem to need some help now?"

Sandy heard this familiar voice, and smiled awkwardly on her dusty face: "Hey, Brian, it must be God's guidance that we meet again so soon. By the way, the unlucky pickup truck just now, it couldn't be you."

Snap~

Brian snapped his fingers: "Yes, I am the unlucky guy."

"Oh, my God!" Sandy showed an exaggerated expression of guilt and shock, covering her mouth with both hands: "Sorry, I'm scared, you don't know what I've been through, I..."

She couldn't say any more.

Because the muzzle of the black gun in Brian's hand was already pointed at her.

"Go ahead." Brian's mouth curled up: "Why don't you say anything? Have you run out of words?"

Playing pity on yourself?

Just kidding.

What haven't I heard in the past few years of part-time work?

My father gambles, my mother is sick, and my brother is studying. I had no choice but to enter the society. My best friend introduced me to the industry. My sisters are still young, and the whole family depends on me. My ex-husband is a gambler and domestic abuser. I have to raise my children alone and suffer. From then on, I embarked on a road of no return.

There are a lot more behind it.

From life experience to big cakes, it satisfies all the lustful and compassionate hearts of men who like to save the suffering.

Brian is tired of listening.

Sandy saw that playing pity was useless, so she immediately raised her hands: "I can compensate!"

Hearing the other party speak human words.

Brian nodded: "Take the initiative, you only have one chance."

"No problem!"

Sandy tried before and knew that the man in front of her could not be tempted by beauty.

She didn't dare to gamble with her life, so she could only put the big bag of money in the car reluctantly into the back seat of Brian's pickup truck, and even closed the door considerately.

"Is it okay?"

Sandy's eyes were full of tears.

She really wanted to cry.

Taking a penny from her was equivalent to taking her life!

Brian glanced at her elephant legs and pointed the gun at her, and everything was self-evident.

Sandy's heart hurt even more.

She took off her jeans, her hands were almost shaking the whole time, and threw the rolls of money that belonged to her into the back seat of Brian's car.

After that.

Sandy felt that she had lost the motivation to live.

She looked at Brian with dull eyes: "Is it okay? It's gone. It's really gone at all. If it doesn't work, just sell it to me. This is my first time. I should be able to make some money."

"there is none left?"

Brian winked at Thirteen.

Thirteen opened the passenger door, ran to Sandy, who had bare legs, smelled it, and immediately put his paws on her high-top shoes.

Brian waved the pistol again: "Understood?"

With tears in her eyes, Sandy silently took off her shoes and threw the two rolls of strong-smelling emergency knives on the ground.

Thirteen called to Sandy again.

Sandy glared at Thirteen bitterly, took off her coat, took apart the stitches, and threw the buttons to the ground.

Thirteen glanced at the buttons with golden interiors in confusion, and continued to shout to Sandy: "Wang (flower paper!)"

Sandy was confused at first, and then seemed to think of something. She took out a wad of small bills from her pocket with a quick breath, and threw it tremblingly in front of Thirteen.

FK!

It turns out that the dog refers to the banknotes, not the gold buttons sewn on the coat by myself!

Dogs are indeed the most annoying creatures on this planet!

none of them!

The more Sandy thought about it, the angrier she became. Her face turned red and she couldn't take a breath. She actually trembled and fell to the ground. She fainted from the anger.

See it.

Brian opened the car door, checked Sandy's pupils, and after confirming that she was really fainted, he pointed to the car towards Thirteen.

moment.

Several rolls of banknotes that had fallen into the carriage were also found by Thirteen.

Brian simply counted and found that most of them were U.S. knives with a face value of 20. Adding them all up, there must be more than half a million U.S. dollars.

This is no small sum of money.

Let’s put it this way.

On the Mexican border, a beautiful and youthful American Commonwealth woman, eighteen or nineteen years old, was sold for only tens of thousands of dollars.

Are you willing to add a little money.

They can also deliver to your doorstep.

Note, this refers to women with federal status.

If it's from Europe and the United States, it's still 20 to 30% cheaper. As for the ones from Asia, it's even cheaper.

Killing is even more complicated.

To kill a person, a cheap shooter only charges a few thousand dollars.

Expensive ones usually don't cost more than six figures.

For such a small amount of money, they still have to be charged commission by their brokers.

As for the movies, there are always millions of dollars in assassination bounties, which are very rare.

This kind of goal often has a political overtone. It is either the leader of an armed force, the boss of a large force, or the ruling class of a small and turbulent country.

Ordinary people have no access to it at all.

Therefore, this more than half a million US dollars in cash is not a small amount.

Unfortunately, Brian was still a little dissatisfied.

To block a gun with yourself is to take your own life.

If you want your own life, you have to die!

Brian threw everything into the back seat of the car, brought out a large bucket of mineral water, and poured it on Sandy.

Under stimulation.

Sandy woke up coughing.

She looked around blankly, then remembered her situation, and looked at Brian blankly: "What else do you want, just say it."

Brian threw a shovel in front of Sandy: "Dig a hole."

Sandy got up from the ground and picked up the shovel: "How big."

"You lie down."

Sandy lay down again obediently.

Brian used a wooden stick to draw a larger circle along her body, then nodded and said to Sandy on the ground, "dig along this circle."

Sandy:.

She was finally afraid: "Don't kill me, I."

"Well, it seems that you prefer the Zombie Wilderness, and I respect your choice." Brian glanced at the sky, stopped fussing, and raised his pistol.

Bang~

The sound of gunshots echoed in the wilderness~

Ahhhh~

Sandy closed her eyes and let out a desperate wail.

Um?

Sudden.

Something didn't feel right about her.

Why doesn't it hurt?

She quickly stopped struggling, opened her eyes, and touched her body, only to find that she had not been shot at all.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock~

The bright red blood gushed out along the small holes in the body armor, quickly dyeing the coat red, and finally dripped on the dry Gobi.

Brian looked down at his chest.

He was shot.

Bang bang bang~

Bullets were fired from the slope more than 200 meters away, and they all hit Brian's chest.

The bulletproof vest under the jacket, except for being a slight hindrance under the opponent's weapon, actually lost its effect and was easily penetrated!

Under the continuous impact.

Brian's tall body finally hit the ground hard.

"Ouch~"

Thirteen's hair stood up all over his body, his teeth bared, and he was about to rush towards the hillside, but when he rushed out, he smelled the pheromones coming from Brian's body.

Its dog face changed, its body turned, and it disappeared into the bottom of the pickup truck and hid.

Sandy watched this scene blankly, then reacted, grabbed her pants, and wanted to rush into Brian's pickup truck and escape from here.

"If I were you, I'd stay right where you are, kitty!"

A voice followed the wind and sand and reached Sandy's ears.

Hear this sound.

Sandy's face changed, showing unprecedented horror: "Ghoul Stanley! They actually sent you, a monster, to track me!!!"

"I'm glad you heard my name."

A short figure wearing a gray camouflage suit and mask stepped on the fine sand and came to Sandy carrying a short gun also wrapped in gray cloth:

“I really like your expression now, it’s the best respect for me.

As a thank you.

You can choose to keep a part of your body.

Only one part can be left.

because"

Said.

He took off his mask, revealing a hideous face covered with scales and a mouth full of fangs underneath the mask: "I have a really big appetite!"

Sandy was startled when she saw the scary appearance of the other party. She rolled her eyes and fainted again as if her emotions were overstimulated.

Looking at dirty Sandy.

Disgust flashed in Stanley's eyes.

Fortunately, it's not a big problem.

Before eating this little cutie, he had to torture him to find out where the reagent was hidden.

He had plenty of time to meticulously clean the food.

Just as Stanley was about to bend down and take the prey back to his car.

"monster?"

A voice suddenly came from behind him: "You are a monster, then who am I?"

Because the update takes a long time and is relatively numb, I was sleeping when it was automatically released later, so if there are typos, you can mark them or mark them out for me, thank you.

In addition, if there are missing chapters, they have been reviewed and dealt with as soon as you wake up. You can read them later.