"ah!"
There was a scream in the car.
Zhao Yali grabbed Luo Yuan's hand tightly. She grabbed it so hard that her nails were embedded in Luo Yuan's flesh.
Luo Yuan felt no pain. At this time, his attention was not here at all. Through the window, he saw a gray mouse the size of a kitten, running quickly across the road.
Compared with ordinary mice, this mutant mouse was very bold. Instead of running away, it stopped on the side of the road. It was covered in grey, with shiny fur lying on its body, and its teeth looked very sharp. The most frightening thing was that its eyes were blood red, giving people a bloodthirsty feeling.
"Damn beast, come here if you have the guts?" the driver cursed and stepped on the accelerator, causing the vehicle to speed up instantly.
It kept staring at the bus until it was far away, then it jumped off the road and ran towards the fields.
Yushan is getting closer and closer. After the urban and rural buses enter a branch road, they head towards a road surrounding the mountain. A large number of trees on the backing of the mountain have been burned, and one or two bullet casings can occasionally be seen on the roadside.
There were large and small gravels everywhere on the road, and the road condition was very bad. The gravel kept rubbing against the steel baffle in front, making a clanking sound.
The journey seemed somewhat smooth, and Luo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
The car drove unsteadily for a few minutes. After turning a corner, a bus blocked the intersection diagonally and remained motionless. The driver slammed on the brakes. Looking at the bus, he seemed a little panicked and quickly took out his mobile phone to make a call.
But it didn't get through. He called several times and finally dropped the phone heavily. He looked around, picked up the fire ax placed in the corner, spoke a few dialects to the people sitting in front, and pointed to a button in front of the cab, and the people responded. He pushed the door open, closed it tightly, and walked towards the car in front of him.
"What did he say?" Luo Yuan asked.
"He said there seemed to be a problem up front. He was going to take a look and open the door for him when he came back soon." Zhao Yali said a little uneasily.
There was silence in the car, and everyone's breathing gradually became heavier.
"ah!"
At this time, a scream suddenly came from the front, and then everyone saw the driver running desperately towards this direction, followed by seven or eight rats. He looked panicked and had a trace of despair on his face. But the mouse was obviously faster than him. After only running a few steps, a mouse bit his thigh. He fell to the ground in severe pain, and the fire ax was also thrown to the ground.
The remaining mice quickly pounced on him, biting his body hard with their sharp teeth, and blood quickly flowed from his body.
He screamed and climbed up with all his strength. At this time, he no longer cared about the fire axe. As he ran, he randomly tore the rats off his body one by one and threw them to the ground.
As if smelling the smell of blood, rats appeared one after another on the originally empty mountain on the roadside.
The parked car was only ten meters away from the bus in front. The driver tried his best and quickly ran to the door of the bus. He banged on the door with all his strength and shouted anxiously: "Open the door." …Open the door quickly…”
Several passengers sitting in front were pale and motionless. A young man wanted to stand up and open the door, but was pulled by the middle-aged woman next to him and fell silent.
Many people are willing to help others to show their kindness, such as donating money during earthquakes, giving up their seats on buses, donating blood for free, and so on. The premise of all this is that it is within one's ability, and the harm to the interests is negligible and far within the scope of one's own tolerance.
But when this behavior seriously endangers one's own interests or even life, human nature is always selfish.
"Open the door quickly... Please..." When the driver didn't open the door for a long time, he suddenly looked desperate. The next second, dozens of rats rushed down from the mountain and quickly bit him.
"You bunch of bastards... you're going to die..." The driver screamed and cursed loudly.
More and more mutant rats pounced on him, and a large amount of blood spurted out from all over his body, soon turning him into a bloody man. As his strength passed, he could no longer hold on to the iron grid. His body limply slid to the ground, leaving a twisted trail of blood on the car door.
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Luo Yuan clenched his fists and tried to stand up several times, but sat down unable to do so. He knew very well that if he rushed over and opened the door of the taxi, the rats would inevitably come in, causing chaos in the carriage and even greater casualties. Even with his skills, in such a crowded situation, he could only protect himself, and it might even cost Zhao Yali her life.
He is neither a saint nor a savior. All he can do is protect himself and those around him.
Seeing the driver's tragic death, he couldn't bear to look away.
Several mice climbed up the wire fence, looking coldly and greedily at the car through the window, making squeaking sounds from time to time. The car was eerily silent, with only the sound of breathing getting heavier and heavier.
There were a lot of rats at the foot of the mountain, and more and more rats were running towards this side. As time went by, the outside of the car was gradually filled with rats, the light was blocked, and the inside of the car quickly became dark.
"Ah, it's biting the barbed wire." The girl sitting in front of Luo Yuan suddenly screamed, with a hint of crying in her voice.
I saw more than a dozen mice gnawing at the wire. Before long, traces of white tooth powder mixed with black iron filings continued to fall down.
Zhao Yali hugged his arm tightly, and Luo Yuan could feel her whole body trembling.
There was a sudden panic in the car. Several people took out their phones and started calling the police. Maybe the police were too busy with their business or for some other reason, but the call could not be reached at all.
"The barbed wire fence won't last long. Who of you knows how to drive? Get out of here." An old man wearing black-rimmed glasses said hurriedly in dialect.
After waiting for a while, a well-dressed young man finally said in a trembling voice: "I only have a Class C driver's license, but I have never driven such a car!"
"How many years have you been driving?" The old man was stunned when he heard this. He glanced at the rats gnawing outside the window and turned around to ask.
“I have been driving for two years, but recently I stopped driving it at home because of the high price of gasoline,” the young man said.
"There is no other way. You can't wait to die. You go and try." The old man was silent for a while and said.
"Okay, okay!" The young man nodded, his face turning slightly pale.
He walked to the driver's seat and sat down.
Looking at the ferocious rats crawling on the windshield in front, his face instantly turned as pale as paper. He took a deep breath and kept mumbling to himself. His hand fell on the steering wheel and then quickly lifted up. After a few minutes, the car finally started again.
The car was quiet, no one spoke, and anyone could see the nervousness of the young driver.
At this moment, there was a soft sound of "Crack!" and a piece of wire was bitten by the mouse.
There was a scream in the car.
The young man was suddenly frightened and his body trembled. He stepped on the accelerator and the car suddenly hit the bus in front of him like a mad cow.
"No, stop!"
"Oh my God!"
Luo Yuan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly hugged Zhao Yali and huddled up.
The next moment, the car hit the bus on the opposite side hard, and the glass shattered instantly. What's more serious is that a long gap was opened in the barbed wire fence. The car shook a few times and finally stopped.
Zhao Yali leaned in Luo Yuan's arms and secretly looked at Luo Yuan's handsome face. His face seemed to have some kind of perseverance, which made people feel that no matter how great the danger was, it only felt like this in his eyes. It seems that if you lean against him, your heart will calm down.
Luo Yuan let go of Zhao Yali and asked her, "Is Sister Yali okay? Are you injured?"
Zhao Yali came back to her senses, shook her head and said, "No, I was just shocked."
"As long as you're not injured, don't worry, it'll be fine." Luo Yuan said that she was mentally disturbed and seemed to be too calm, so he comforted her.
"Yes!" Zhao Yali responded.
The speed of the car was not very fast, and the passengers were all sitting on their seats. Apart from being a little frightened, they were not seriously injured.
Of course, except for the young driver, who was lying on the steering wheel, motionless, with a stream of blood flowing down his fingertips, but no one paid attention to him at this time.
The two cars were close to each other. Luo Yuan and some people boldly stood up and looked into the opposite car. His pupils shrank suddenly, and an icy chill rose from his tailbone...