An Wujiu drove the car with an uninjured hand, looking around for Yang Erci and Zhong Yirou's cars. There were too many people fleeing on the road, the scene was chaotic, and the sound of pollutants caused a certain degree of interference to him. It was not easy to find them.

Occasionally noisy AI radio sounds came from the headphone device, intermittently, and An Wujiu couldn't tune out the complete audio, so he had to give up.

"The current road conditions... a fire is happening, and it is blocked, please make sense... it occurs in front of the municipal building..."

Due to the disconnection of the Internet, even AI has lost its simulated voice packet. It only has distorted electronic sounds but does not occupy too much memory. Intermittent electronic sounds are interspersed in the symphony, and reality and virtual interspersed, giving a subtle and weird feeling.

Now the whole world is in chaos, and only AI is still working tirelessly.

An Wujiu suspected that even if the end of the world is over, all human beings disappear on this planet, and these aids may work as usual until they evolved their own civilization.

While driving, An Wujiu, who had been observing the road, discovered a fact that he had been ignoring. Whenever a human being was attacked by pollutants and his rational value was cleared, the names of these victims would appear on their heads and pass by in a flash.

For example, the blonde man who was lying in front of him now had a name flashed over his head - Wilson Swixt.

Although it was a very small detail, An Wujiu always felt a little strange. In the game before the altar, the name of each player was clearly displayed in front of them since the beginning of the game so that others could call him.

Perhaps this time it was because the number was too large and it was not displayed directly.

If you don’t have time to dig deeper, there are more important things to do in An Wujiu.

There was the three-fork intersection ahead, which was very close. If his prediction was correct, Yang Erci would drive from Road A to this triple intersection and would have turned to Road B of Road, which was the one they were killed by masked people. An Wujiu is currently driving over to find them.

But now the monster corpses blocked all the backs. Even if they couldn't touch themselves, they could only be forced to turn at the three-way intersection and head to Road C.

While thinking, An Wujiu glanced casually at the rearview mirror of the car and suddenly found a black car following him. He looked carefully again and found that the person driving the car was not a masked man, but an ordinary middle-aged man.

An Wujiu felt that it was not good, so he wanted to throw the car away, but was worried that he would stagger with them after passing the three-way intersection.

After going back, I experienced so much, and now any movement will make An Wujiu unconsciously think of the masked man.

He glanced at the rearview mirror again, and the man in the driver's seat looked nervous, his expression and movement were stiff.

An Wujiu suddenly turned the direction, changed lane, drove in the opposite direction on Road A, and moved away from the car behind him.

The moment he passed, An Wujiu looked at the back seat of the other person's car, wanting to see if he guessed correctly.

But at this moment, the car suddenly shook suddenly, and An Wujiu heard the sound of a silencer gun. The next second, the window on the side of the driver's seat was covered with blood, and the entire glass was covered.

Obviously, the driver's seat was shot in the head.

Just like An Wujiu thought, this kind of murderous behavior without blinking can only be the masked man, and there is no one else.

The black car changed lanes again, turned, and accelerated forward suddenly, with the goal of An Wujiu's car.

Through the car window, he saw the masked man pulling the man in the driver's seat open with great impatientness.

This was probably the first time he had lost control of the overall situation, so he was so angry.

The other party's car speed was almost at its limit, but An Wujiu remained motionless and parked the car in place.

According to the plot of the last reincarnation, it will take several minutes for Yang Erci and Zhong Yirou to appear here. For the masked man, his target is obviously the two of them. He killed himself at this time, and the game may lack a lot of fun for him.

He was all focused, staring at his opponent who might destroy his car.

Two meters.

One meter.

The sound of the engine is getting closer and closer.

Sure enough, when it was about to hit, the car driven by the masked man suddenly stopped.

That's now!

An Wujiu aimed at the person in the driver's seat opposite with a gun and pulled the trigger!

But he did not expect that the car suddenly shifted and quickly changed lanes and turned right. The shot also missed under his extremely fast reaction, but it only broke the windshield and did not even brush the masked man's shoulder.

An Wujiu watched him driving a black car, passing by his car, and heading towards C.

Channel c...

An Wujiu's heartbeat instantly missed, and he immediately turned the front of the car!

Sure enough, under the dazzling lights that the masked man deliberately turned on, An Wujiu saw Yang Erci's face in the driver's seat.

The masked man drove and rushed straight to them!

After much calculation, Yang Erci and Zhong Yirou made the decision wrong. They did not come from B, but from C, which was exactly the opposite of what he guessed.

The municipal building mentioned on the Ai broadcast I just heard, but he didn't care. The municipal building was on B Road. If there was a fire there, the road would not be allowed to go.

Seeing the masked man's car rushing towards them, and in the car, his hand had already raised his gun, An Wujiu had no choice but to go head-on, drive directly into his car, and shoot again to disrupt the masked man's actions.

When Yang Erci saw An Wujiu, he felt a little more stable and tried his best to stagger the express train in front of him that he intended to hit.

On a narrow road, three cars meet on a narrow road.

With the cooperation, An Wujiu used a close approach to the death to knock the masked man's car to the side of the road. The two cars rushed directly into a shop on the side of the road under the huge impact force, and the glass window shattered instantly.

Countless glass slags splashed out and pierced into An Wujiu's body. The huge impact force broke his internal organs. The broken car had long lost its high-level defense system. His head was knocked out hard, and his eyes were dark for a moment.

The only thing that is thankful is that An Wujiu is not an ordinary person.

He opened his eyes hard, and his vision was full of blood, which was the blood flowing from the top of his head. An Wujiu raised his back and wiped it. A dull pain came from the back of his hand. Only then did he realize that the back of his hand was scratched by the deformed car under the impact, and his flesh was blooming, and the metal bones could be seen directly.

Not only the hands, but also the right leg, the metal patella on the knee is exposed.

Before she could bandage her, An Wujiu picked up the gun, kicked open the seriously deformed car door, and staggered step by step towards the masked man's car.

He was still inside, and An Wujiu saw his hand trying to hold the car door.

The impact of the masked man should be far greater than that of him.

An Wujiu picked up the gun, pointed it at the back of the masked man's head, and dragged his wounded body to get close.

This time, he hit a shot, but he didn't know whether the other party was alive or dead.

The pain continued to spread, An Wujiu's internal organs were damaged and his breathing became difficult. He lowered his hand and thought about whether to repair the gun.

But he was afraid that he would get into the other party's trap.

He looked around and found it was terriblely quiet, unlike a place where there were a large number of pollutants ambushing.

But what if there is really?

To be on the safe side, An Wujiu stood there and shot continuously at the unconscious figure until he had the last few bullets left.

Even a target has been penetrated now.

An Wujiu turned around, dragged his limping legs outward, and left here.

Just as he was about to walk out of the destroyed store gate, a roar of pollutants suddenly broke out behind him.

Sure enough, it's still here.

These pollutants were different from what he encountered along the way, and they only had one sentence to their hearts.

[Killed 99 An Wujiu.]

This verifies that masked people are indeed able to manipulate pollutants.

But he didn't know whether they were summoned by the masked man before his life or that he had not died at all. Now he had no time to think about it. He had to find a new vehicle, otherwise he would definitely be trapped here.

An Wujiu did not turn around and tried his best to move forward, but he could feel a tentacle that was about to touch the back of his head.

"No blame!"

He heard Zhong Yirou's voice.

A bullet passed through his ear with the wind, hitting his back, and piercing the tentacle.

The pollutant burst into a painful wail, and An Wujiu saw Zhong Yirou holding a gun. Their cars stopped in front of him.

"Get into the car quickly." Yang Erci looked at the pollutants that were rushing towards them.

"good."

The car door was open, An Wujiu immediately entered the back seat and closed the door. The car door clamped a contaminant claw and tentacles, which were still splitting, causing Zhong Yirou to scream.

"Hurry and hurry!"

An Wujiu pulled out the bamboo leaf green and cut off these things that took advantage of the situation.

Zhong Yirou sat back on the passenger seat and breathed a long sigh, "I'm scared to death."

Yang Erci curled the corners of his mouth, "The accurate head is good."

"That's right, no matter how I say my hands are also surgery."

An Wujiu looked at the two of them and was a little lost. Now that he was able to be in the same car as them, listening to them talking and even laughing, it was like dreaming.

Zhong Yirou smiled proudly, and turned to check An Wujiu while speaking. Seeing his wounds, he felt very distressed, "Oh my God, Wujiu, you are too seriously injured. What should we do? We haven't got a first aid kit now..."

"It's okay." An Wujiu shook his head, his face pale, and he pressed his hands that were constantly bleeding, "It's good that you're fine."

"We're fine, okay." Zhong Yirou was still worried about his injury. "This won't work. Go back to my house first. I'll take the tools and do it for you, otherwise it will become serious."

When An Wujiu heard that she was going home, the shadow of the last retracement immediately appeared in his heart, "Don't go back. I just separated from Shen Ti Nanshan and Wu You. They are now heading to L City and preparing to go to Shawen."

"Chawen?" Yang Erci asked, observing the road conditions with his eyes, "Go overnight?"

"Yes." An Wujiu planned to explain carefully later, "In short, we will go and meet them first."
To be continued...