Chapter 7 Escape from the Waste

The two pairs of scalpel-like sharp canine teeth of the blood-eyed bat were all left on the wooden door.

Its neck is like ploughed land, and its skin and flesh are all pulled up by wood thorns, revealing the bright red muscles and blue veins inside.

It seems that you can faintly see the cervical spine wrapped in bright red muscles, which looks particularly ferocious and horrible.

The blood-eyed bat suddenly turned its head, and the anger of hatred became more and more intense in the blood-red eyes. It stared at the eyes of the plateau. The plateau was frightened by the ferocious face of the blood-eyed bat. The body unconsciously stepped back a few steps, but it was hitting the door frame. As soon as the hand slipped, the fragments fell from its hand to the floor.

The blood-eyed bat's ten toes kicked back and rushed straight to the throat of the plateau.

The plateau didn't expect the blood-eyed bat to be so crazy. Unexpectedly, he raised his arm to resist the crazy attack of the blood-eyed bat.

click! Four canine teeth bit fiercely on the arm of the plateau. The broken teeth did not prevent it from passing through the clothes on its body in an instant, piercing the skin, cutting the blood vessels, and biting heavily on the muscles. The blood cooed out along the wound. The blood-eyed bat desperately sucked the blood flowing, and the expression was even more crazy.

Severe pain came from the arm, and a drop of bean-sized sweat oozed from the forehead.

"Since you want to bite me to death, I won't bite you. Let's see who bites who kills first.

The plateau's heart was also completely crazy. A trace of bloodthirsty flashed in his eyes. He opened his mouth and was ready to bite the head of the blood-eyed bat and compete for death.

Bang!

A slender shadow crossed in front of the plateau, and the ears on the head of the blood-eyed bat were suddenly penetrated by a slender thing. The blood-eyed bat was like a radish pulled out of the ground, and its teeth were pulled out of the arm of the plateau, and it was firmly nailed to the door frame next to it like a skewer.

The bloody-eyed bat, which had just gained the upper hand, was nailed to the door frame like a piece of rags. Only a pair of flesh wings were clapping in the air, and the blood-red eyes gradually faded.

"Thank you! You saved my life again!"

The plateau has caught a glimpse of the man in black who saved himself again.

The plateau was finally relaxed, and his legs were soft. He squatted on the ground, leaned his back against the door frame and gasped for breath. The pain from his hands almost made him faint.

Now the plateau has even exhausted the strength to raise its arms to bandage the wound, and the only way is to pin its hope on others.

The man in black walked to the plateau, reached out and pulled out his weapon from the wall without saying a word.

After seeing the man in black pull out his weapon, the plateau seemed to be ready to divide the body.

However, at this time, the fishy smell from the bedroom came, and the man in black smelled it and exclaimed in surprise, and then his expression immediately changed.

"Get out of here quickly!"

The man in black was nervous and did not make any explanation.

Holding the body of the blood-eyed bat tightly with both hands, squeezed out a little blood, carefully smeared it on the place where he and the plateau had touched, set up the plateau's body, and quickly dragged it out of the door.

Although the plateau doesn't know why at this moment, since the man in black is so careful, he still reluctantly supports his body and tries to cooperate with the movements of the man in black and retreats out.

When the two withdrew from the house and reached the corridor outside, the man in black took out the body of the bleeding-eyed bat and also squeezed out a little blood and swept it at the intersection to cover his breath.

The man in black looked around, chose the farthest western exit to support the plateau, and walked quickly.

Cross the exit, and it hasn't been two minutes' walk. The man in black supported the plateau and turned back along the original road.

Over and over again, the plateau vaguely remembered that it seemed to have taken four routes in different directions, and finally carefully withdrew from the back door of the community.

Leaving the back door, the man in black helped the plateau and went straight to the parking lot at the gate of the community.

If you are lucky, you may be able to find a usable car, and the man in black is secretly calculating.

The two walked very fast and reached the parking lot of the community in a few steps.

Although the man in black is holding a person in his hand, it seems that the weight of the plateau has no effect on him at all.

The plateau barely opened its eyes. In addition to the plateau's recognition of Mercedes-Benz and BMW logos, more cars have never been seen on the plateau. All kinds of sports cars, but this does not prevent the plateau's attempt, that is, I can't afford it at all. Whether it's Mercedes-Benz or BMW, or sports cars, it seems that a million and 10 million for the poor. It's just a string of numbers.

The man in black gently put the plateau next to a car and peep at the number of degrees of the oil meter in the car on the window. Several oil meters in a row were all bottomed out.

The man in black is also worried. The situation is urgent and must leave here immediately, otherwise it will be dangerous.

Looking all over this parking lot, I finally found a Mercedes-Benz that can be driven in an inconspicuous corner.

The man in black picked up a brick from the ground very skillfully, slammed the side window, and knocked it to pieces twice.

The man in black has a cat's waist, and is more flexible than a monkey. He gets into the car very smoothly, picks up his head and knocks again, smashes the circuit under the steering wheel, and pulls out a red package and two ignition wires from a wire.

Zi! Zi! Zi!

The ignition lines collided and wiped out a series of blue electric sparks, followed by a deafening roar.

The engine in the car finally restarted and the car started.

The man in black reached out and opened the door, set up the plateau, directly pushed the plateau into the rear seat, raised his hand to sweep the glass fragments that fell on the driver's seat, and sat in the driving position.

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator with his right foot, he quickly turned the steering wheel, turned the front of the car, and quickly disappeared into the community.

The man in black did not dare to drive too fast for fear that the sound and gasoline smell would attract more monsters, so it was not too fast after starting, but kept driving forward at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour.

The car drove north. Just after driving a few streets, an overturned bus suddenly appeared on the road. The man in black hit the steering wheel, made a sharp turn to the left, and the body followed the bus.

At this time, a painful groan came from the back seat of the car. The wound on the plateau's arm hit the window, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't help shouting.

Cold sweat flowed along the arm of the plateau to the wound of the palm, which was so painful that the plateau almost rolled down from the car seat.

The man in black heard the painful sound of the plateau, sighed, hesitated for a moment, and slowly parked the car next to a house on the roadside.

"Forget it, find a place to rest first. If it goes on like this, even if your wound is not infected, you will die of too much blood loss.

After the man in black stopped the car, he opened the back door and slowly helped out the body of the plateau.

The man in black did not push open the room on the first floor and climbed up the plateau to the top floor of the sixth floor.

The plateau feels more weak, the whole body is cold, and the consciousness seems to be frozen.

On the first floor, two households, the man in black walked to the door of the two rooms, gently pressed his ears against the door, and quietly listened to the movement in the room.

There is silence in the two rooms!

The man in black bent down and put his ears close to the ground of the stairs. The plateau knew that he was exploring the ground, and he still had this common sense.

After touching for about ten seconds, the man in black suddenly jumped up from the floor and flew up and kicked on the door of one of the rooms. The plateau looked at the man in black in surprise and didn't understand what he was doing. If there was a monster, wouldn't it be exposed?

The door was not locked at all. After being kicked open, it hit the wall on the side of the door and bounced back fiercely.

The man in black reached out and grabbed the edge of the door and listened carefully to the movement in the room. The door was still quiet, and the dust from the door was scattered everywhere.

"Go in, boy!" The man in black opened the door and helped the plateau enter the house. He gently closed the door with his backhand, took out a roll of fishing line from his arms, squatted on the ground and carefully wrapped the fishing line firmly around the door handle, and woven a clear fishing line net at the door. If you don't look carefully, you can't find that there is an ambush here.

Knocking down on the glass on the window, the door fell to pieces, and the ground was covered with fine glass debris, like the iron thisbulus thrown on the ground in the previous movie. Felide, the man in black, took out two heavy wardrobes from the bedroom, blocked the door behind the door and blocked the door tightly.

After the man in black arranged these, his mood seemed to calm down a lot. He lifted his hat, and an ordinary and slightly vicissitudes face reflected the eyes of the plateau.

His hair and eyebrows are almost gone. He looks like a patient who has just finished chemotherapy. There is no blood on his face. It's pale! With a sick whiteness!

However, his skin seems to have a special luster, and his eyes are full of strong self-confidence and infinite vitality.

"Is that enough? They are all old men. Don't stare at me like this. I won't get used to it!" The man in black grinned and showed his white teeth. Even the plateau was rendered by his confidence, and he was no longer so depressed.

"It's better to treat your wound first. Now if you are infected, it will be troublesome. And the smell of blood, hurry up."

The man in black reached out and took out a needle and thread bag from his pocket, untied a pair of tweezers from it, gently held the palm of the plateau, and carefully searched for the glass debris left in the wound.

"Ah!" The plateau opened his mouth in pain and screamed. Before the sound came from his throat, his mouth was sealed by a rag from the man in black.

"Don't be so loud if you don't want to die. Don't hold back the pain and clean it out after a while. Sooner or later, these glass slag will remain in the wound as a hidden danger."

The man in black opened the wound on his palm with tweezers and pulled out pieces of glass debris.

A drop of sweat rolled out of the pores of the plateau, and the plateau's teeth creaked, but there was no more movement.

He knew that the man in black in front of him had more say in the world than he did.

In a short time, the clothes on the plateau were wet again, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sweat.