Desperate situation, this is the most hopeless situation Liu Mang has ever encountered.
Liu Mang never thought that one day he would raise maggots in his own body as food to keep himself alive.
Although this could sustain his life, it was like drinking poison to quench his thirst. If he could no longer escape from his current desperate situation, he would definitely die.
"Mo family, if I, Liu Mang, am lucky enough to survive, I will destroy your Mo family." After eating a handful of maggots in a row, Liu Mang struggled to move forward again.
The tenth day...the twelfth day...the fifteenth day...
Half a month after escaping, Liu Mang finally encountered a cactus standing in the center of the desert.
The cactus is not big, only about the size of a fist. However, for Liu Mang, this was an unexpected joy and a ray of light in despair.
Although the juice of the cactus is poisonous, Liu Mang can no longer care so much. Because there is nothing left in his stomach to provide energy.
He could clearly feel that his weight dropped from 150 pounds to 100 pounds.
eat! Eat like crazy!
Liu Mang used a three-edged thorn to scrape off the hard thorns on the cactus and started to chew it crazily.
The prickly pear should be bitter and astringent, but at this moment, Liu Mang felt that the prickly pear in his hand was like a fragrant and crisp apple, extremely refreshing.
In just ten seconds, a cactus entered Liu Mang's belly.
However, after eating the cactus, Liu Mang was poisoned again and passed out.
Prickly pear and cactus are poisonous, and Liu Mang was poisoned.
When Liu Mang woke up, it was already late at night. At this moment, the temperature in the desert dropped to an extreme.
At this moment, Liu Mang had no extra energy in his body to provide the heat his body needed. In order to keep warm, Liu Mang had to bury himself in the desert sand.
However, how can this sand and gravel provide him with heat? This is just to resist the strong winds of the midnight desert.
After spending a night in the cold sand, Liu Mang fled again.
He didn't know how long he could keep running like this. The only thing he could do was grit his teeth and move forward until he lost his last breath.
On the eighteenth day of his escape, Liu Mang felt that the arm where he had been shot in the shoulder was about to lose consciousness. The maggots had eaten away at the flesh and blood, exposing the bones inside. And the wound expanded again to the surrounding areas.
Looking at the horrific wound on his shoulder, Liu Mang's idea of not stopping until one second before his death collapsed.
The road ahead is full of vast desert, with scorching heat during the day and ice-cold nights. He didn't know how many more days and nights he could hold on.
"Is God going to kill me, Liu Mang?"
"But, I really want to take another look at the naughty and cute little witch, like Momo again, and also like little pepper..."
"I also want to take a look at my old father who suffered a lot..."
"It's just that this time, I'm afraid I really can't go back..."
Looking at the rolling and twisting heat waves on the horizon, Liu Mang was about to despair.
well!
Liu Mang sighed deeply and took steps again.
Yes, he has begun to despair, but he is still unwilling to die here...
On the twentieth day of his escape, Liu Mang began to clean the maggots on his shoulders. He took the three-edged military thorn and cut off the rotten flesh directly. He had to do this, because if he allowed the wound to worsen, not only would his arm be disabled, but he might even lose his life.
Liu Mang staggered and continued to escape. At this moment, he no longer paid attention to where the members of the Menghu team were.
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Because being killed by them might be a relief for him.
On the twenty-first day of his escape, Liu Mang felt like he had kicked something. He leaned down and struggled to remove the sand under his feet, and instantly saw a weathered corpse and an almost tattered package.
Opening the package, there was no water or food that he needed most, only a few pieces of tattered clothes and a worn notebook and pen.
"Notebook and pen?"
"Is this a gift that God wants to give me when he sees that I am about to die?"
"In this case, I will write down all my experiences in the past twenty days. I hope that when someone finds my bones, they will also share my experiences."
Holding the pen with difficulty, Liu Mang began to record the difficult life of more than 20 days of escape...
In the Li family in Yang City, the little witch Li Xue locked herself in the house, saying nothing, eating or drinking.
This state has lasted for several days. Ever since she learned the news about Liu Mang's death from Liu Qingcheng, her heart seemed to have died. The whole person sits in the room all day long and has no contact with the outside world.
"Hey, Xue'er, come out. Don't stay in the room, okay? If you stay any longer, you will have physical problems." Outside the house, Zhang Meilin, the little witch's mother, sighed.
"Mom, Liu Mang is gone, and I want to leave too!" Zhang Meilin's words made the dull little witch in the room move and said weakly.
"No, no, Xue'er, don't do anything stupid." Zhang Meilin screamed outside the house and kicked open the door of the little witch's room.
"Peng!" The door was opened instantly.
When the door was kicked open, Zhang Meilin saw the little witch sitting by the bed blankly, staring blankly into the distance, with no life in her eyes.
"Xue'er, my Xue'er, you must not do anything stupid. If you... how will you let me and your father live?" Seeing the dull face of the little witch, Zhang Meilin was frightened, frightened and distressed. Incessantly. She knew that the little witch liked Liu Mang, but she didn't expect that the little witch liked Liu Mang so deeply.
"Mom, Liu Mang is dead, Liu Mang is dead. Wuwu..."
Tears flowed from the little witch's eyes, extremely sad.
"My child, your grieving mother can understand now, but you should know that if Liu Mang was alive, he would not want you to do stupid things because of her." Zhang Meilin gently held the little witch's head and comforted her.
"Mom, Liu Mang is dead, what's the point of living for me?" the little witch said with despair on her face.
"Xue'er, Liu Mang died for the country. You should be proud of him, not..."
"Die for the country?" Zhang Meilin's words made the little witch's dull eyes flash with color, and then she asked: "Mom, how did Liu Mang die?"
At this moment, the little witch realized that she was so sad because she suddenly heard the news of Liu Mang's death that she even forgot to ask about the cause of Liu Mang's death.
"People who went to Beijing said that when he was on a mission in the northwest, he was first shot by gangsters and then blown up to pieces," Zhang Meilin said.
"Being blown to pieces while performing a mission?" The little witch suddenly frowned slightly. Suddenly said: "If this is really the case, then Liu Mang should be regarded as a hero. But why didn't the relevant departments of Yang City come to express condolences to Uncle Liu?"
"This..." The little witch's words made Zhang Meilin stunned.
yes! If Liu Mang really committed suicide for the country, relevant departments should come to express condolences to his family. However, so far, they and Liu Qingcheng have not received condolences from anyone at all.
This seems a little unreasonable.
Seeing Zhang Meilin's expression, the little witch suddenly jumped out of bed and said with a cold expression: "Mom, who brought the news that Liu Mang is dead?"
"I heard from Uncle Liu that it came from the Shangjing Military District." Zhang Meilin said.
"Going to the Beijing Military Area?" The little witch frowned slightly, then took out her mobile phone and started checking.
The next moment, she suddenly screamed: "Mo Tianpeng, the deputy commander of the Beijing Security Office is named Mo Tianpeng!"
"Mo Tianpeng? Mo Wuji?" Zhang Meilin also screamed.
"Mom, Liu Mang went to Shangjing this time to avenge me and Qin Momo, and one of his enemies was that Mo Wuji. But the news of Liu Mang's death came from the Shangjing Security Office, and the Shangjing Security Office The deputy commander's surname is Mo, so..." the little witch suddenly said.
"Xue'er, are you thinking too much?" The little witch's words made Zhang Meilin a little unbelievable.
"I'll make a phone call first." The little witch suddenly said as she dialed a phone number.
"Who are you?" As soon as the call was connected, a tired female voice came.
"Are you Chen Jiao?" the little witch asked directly.
"Who are you?" Chen Jiao, who had been guarding Qin Momo's ward in Shangjing No. 1 Hospital, changed her face slightly.
"I am Li Xue from Yangshi, the little witch Liu Mang calls me. I think you should have heard of me." The little witch said again.