Chapter 15: Huanshan Road

"what!"
There was a scream in the car.
Zhao Yali gripped Luo Yuan’s hand tightly, and she grasped so hard that her nails were embedded in Luo Yuan’s flesh.
Luo Yuan didn't feel the pain. At this time, his attention was completely out of here. Through the window, he saw a kitten-sized gray mouse and quickly passed the road.
Compared with ordinary mice, this mutant mouse is very daring. It did not escape, but stopped at the side of the road. It is gray, shiny and shiny, and the teeth are very sharp. The most frightening thing is that its eyes are blood red, which makes people feel bloodthirsty.
"The animal, there is a kind of come over?" The driver groaned, the foot stepped down the throttle, and the speed of the vehicle instantly increased.
It has been staring at the bus until it is far away, and it just jumps off the road and goes to the fields.
Yushan is getting closer and closer. After the urban and rural buses enter a ramp, they drive toward a mountain road. The trees on the back of the mountain have been burned in large numbers, and one or two shells can be seen occasionally on the roadside.
There are big and small gravel on the road, and the road is very bad. The gravel of the gravel kept rubbing in front of it, causing a slamming sound.
It seemed to be a bit smooth all the way, and Luo Yuan was relieved a little.
The car swayed for a few minutes. After turning a corner, a bus slanted to block the intersection and did not move. The driver slammed on the brakes and looked at the bus. He seemed to be a little confused and quickly took out his mobile phone.
But it didn't turn on. He played several times in a row and finally fell heavily on the phone. He looked around and picked up the fire axe in the corner. He spoke a few dialects with the people sitting in front and pointed to a button in front of the cab. Several people should have a cry. He pushed the door open and then closed it tightly, heading for the car in front.
"What did he say?" Luo Yuan asked.
"He said that there seems to be a problem in front of him. He has to go and see, when he comes back, open the door to him." Zhao Yali is a little uneasy.
The car was quiet and the breathing of the people gradually thickened.
"what!"
At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the front, and then everyone saw the driver running hard to the side, followed by seven or eight mice, his face panic, with a trace of despair on his face. But the speed of the mouse is obviously faster than he ran. Only after a few steps, he was bitten by a mouse, and under his pain, he fell to the ground and the fire axe fell to the ground.
The remaining mice fluttered quickly on it, sharp teeth, biting his body, and the blood quickly flowed from the body.
He screamed, and his hands and feet climbed up with desperate efforts. At this time, he did not care about the fire axe. While running, he pulled the mouse out of his body and threw it to the ground.
It seems that he smells bloody, and there is a mouse on the mountain where the roadside is empty.
The car stopped at a distance of ten meters from the bus in front. The driver was desperately rushing to the door of the bus. He slammed the door hard and shouted anxiously: "Open the door." ...open the door..."
A few passengers sitting in front of the face 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 he was silent.
Many people are willing to help others to express their kindness, such as donations during the earthquake, giving seats on the bus, donating blood for free, and so on. The premise of all this is that it can do what it can, and the benefits of damage are negligible, far within its own tolerance.
But when this behavior seriously jeopardizes its own interests, even life, human nature is always selfish.
"Quickly open the door... I beg you..." The driver saw the door open for a long time, and suddenly looked desperate. In the next second, dozens of mice rushed down the mountain and quickly bite into him.
"You are a beast raised by the bitch... You can't die..." The driver made a scream and screamed.
There were more and more mutated rats on his body. A lot of blood sprang from all over him, and he quickly dyed him into a person. As the power passed, he could no longer grasp the iron grid. The body softly slid to the ground, leaving a twisted blood mark on the door.
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Luo Yuan clenched his fists and tried to stand up several times, but he was unable to sit down. He understands that if he rushes over to open the taxi door, the mouse will definitely come in. When the car is chaotic, the death and injury will be heavier. Even with his skill, in such a situation where people are crowded, they can only protect themselves, and even they will be killed by Zhao Yali.
He is not a saint, nor a savior. All he can do is to protect himself and protect the safety of the people around him.
Looking at the driver's tragic death, he could not bear to look away.
A few mice climbed up the barbed wire, and the red-red eyes screamed through the window and looked greedy into the car from time to time. The horrible death of the car, a quiet, only the more heavy and heavy gasping.
At the foot of the mountain, the rat's head twitched, and more and more mice flew over here. As time went by, the outside of the car gradually covered the mouse, the light was blocked, and the car quickly darkened.
"Ah, it's biting the wire mesh." The girl sitting in front of Luo Yuan suddenly screamed, her voice with a cry.
I saw that a dozen mice were constantly biting the wire. It didn't take long for a trace of white powder mixed with black iron filings to fall down.
Zhao Yali hugged his arm tightly, and Luo Yuan could feel her whole body shaking.
The car suddenly felt amazed, and several people took out the phone to start the alarm. Perhaps the police business was too busy, or for other reasons, the phone could not get through.
"The barbed wire can't last long, whoever drives you and leaves here." An old man with black-rimmed glasses shouted in a dialect.
After waiting for a while, finally a well-dressed young man trembled: "I only have a Class C driver's license, but I have never driven this kind of car!"
"You have been driving for a few years." The old man heard a glimpse and glanced at the mouse that kept biting out of the window and asked back.
"Two years in driving, recently because the gasoline is expensive, it was not opened at home." The young man said.
"No way, you can't wait to die, you can try." The old man was silent for a while, said.
"Okay, okay!" The young man nodded and his face turned pale.
He went to the cab and sat down.
Looking at the smashing mouse on the front windshield, his face turned pale and paper like a moment. He took a deep breath and kept talking to himself. The hand fell to the steering wheel and quickly lifted up. After a few minutes, the car finally restarted.
The car was quiet and no one spoke. Anyone could see the tension of the young driver.
Just then, "Hey!" a soft bang, a wire was bitten by a mouse.
There was a scream in the car.
The young man was suddenly scared and his body trembled. The accelerator pedal under his feet was long, and the car suddenly ran into the bus ahead like a mad cow.
"No, stop!"
"God!"
Luo Yuan's face changed greatly, and he quickly hugged Zhao Yali and his body shrank.
The next moment, the car crashed into the bus opposite, and the glass broke instantly. What is more serious is that the wire mesh has also been pulled apart by a long gap. The car swayed a few times and finally stopped.
Zhao Yali leaned on Luo Yuan's arms and secretly glared at Luo Yuanjun's face. His face seemed to have some kind of perseverance. People felt that even if it was a big danger, it was only in his eyes. It seems that leaning on his side, the heart will settle down.
Luo Yuan let go of Zhao Yali and asked her: "Is it good for Yali? Is there any injury?"
Zhao Yali returned to God and shook her head. "No, it was a shock."
"No injury, don't worry, it will be fine." Luo Yuan saw that her spirit was somewhat wrong. It seemed too calm and comforted.
"Well!" Zhao Yali answered.
The speed of the car was not fast, and the passengers were sitting in their seats. Apart from being frightened, they were not injured.
Of course, in addition to the young driver, at this time he was kneeling on the steering wheel, motionless, a stream of blood continued to flow down the fingertips, but no one noticed him at this time.
The two cars were close together, and Luo Yuan and some people dared to stand up and look inside the opposite car. His pupils slammed and a cold chill rose from the tail vertebrae...