"Xiao Hu, tell the brothers to get in the car quickly! We're retreating! Hurry!"

In a daze, Hu Xiaodong was pulled back to reality by Zhao Yunhai's shout. He instinctively lifted his leg to take a step, but just as his toe was about to touch the ground, he suddenly remembered something. He then looked distantly into the distance, then at the nearby corpse dogs, and finally directed his gaze to Zhao Yunhai in the car, decisively replying, "You go ahead, Lao Zhao! I'll drive the van with the brothers later!"

Hearing that Hu Xiaodong wasn't leaving, Lao Zhao became anxious immediately. Although he hadn't known Hu Xiaodong for long, during his most lost, confused, and helpless moments after losing news of his wife and daughter, it was Hu Xiaodong's heartfelt words that rekindled his courage to "stay alive."

So...

"Stop the nonsense! Damn it, get the brothers on the car quickly! Dealing with zombie dogs with just the few of you is suicide!" Lao Zhao was truly pushed to the edge, so much so that he blurted out rare profanity.

But Hu Xiaodong remained still. He knew very well that fighting the corpse dogs in front of him was a life-and-death struggle, but the two kings and Tang Xiaoquan were still in the fields. If he just fled and got into the car, wouldn't he be leaving them behind to fend for themselves?

This is something Hu Xiaodong could never do!

Either they all live together or die together! Hu Xiaodong had thought it through clearly; losing his head would only leave a bowl-sized scar, but fighting alongside his brothers was worth the sacrifice, even if it was heroic.

With this in mind, Hu Xiaodong immediately spoke, "Lao Zhao, listen to me, don't worry about us; we'll find a way to get out. But you, take the women on the truck and leave quickly! Otherwise, you won't be able to leave later!"

Almost as if to prove Hu Xiaodong's words, just as he finished speaking, the two corpse dogs that were previously entangled together suddenly leaped up from the ground. But this time, their target wasn't Hu Xiaodong, who was engaged in battle; it was the roaring truck.

"Bang!" The dogs' bodies unsurprisingly collided with the iron plate at the back of the truck; their leap was clearly not enough to surpass the height of the truck tail.

Nonetheless, their fierce attack frightened the women at the truck's rear into screaming repeatedly, with some even wetting their pants in fear.

By this point, what more could Lao Zhao say? He glanced at the rearview mirror overhead, then slapped the steering wheel angrily, his eyes wide open as he roared at Hu Xiaodong outside the car, "Alright! Xiao Hu! I'll take them and leave! But you damn well better come back alive!"

"Boom!" Another loud noise, Lao Zhao's blood surged as he finished speaking, stepping on the gas pedal. The truck, already turned around, sped off.

Watching the truck gradually drive away from him, Hu Xiaodong exhaled a deep breath and then recomposed himself, focusing once more on the battle in front of him.

Dogs have a habit of chasing moving things, so as the truck left, the zombie dogs pursued it.

However, to be safe, Hu Xiaodong still ordered Wen Wu and Du to maintain their current defensive formation, while he himself ran non-stop toward the Buick GL8.

This was a rare chance to escape because no one could know if the zombie dogs would come back.

Getting in the car, closing the door, and almost as he was about to release the handbrake and shift into gear, two barks came from far to near.

"Damn it!" Though he had anticipated the animals' "return attack," Hu Xiaodong didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

"A Cheng, Chaozi, Xiao Wen, get in the car!" Rolling down the window, Hu Xiaodong pounded the car door vigorously while honking the horn, intending to attract the attention of the corpse dogs.

After all, he was well aware of the state of the two kings in the fields. Although they had each successfully killed a zombie, the price paid was extremely steep.

At least for now, even walking seemed difficult for them.

Sure enough, the corpse dogs were lured by the sound of the horn and came charging over.

But this time, Hu Xiaodong was no longer afraid.

Once Wu Du and Wen were in and seated, Hu Xiaodong quietly instructed them to hold on tight.

And after seeing the cold determination in his eyes, they immediately understood the meaning, fastening seat belts where they could and gripping handles where necessary.

In short, they were all ready, fully prepared.

"All set?" The calm words lacked any emotion as Hu Xiaodong glanced at them through the rearview mirror.

Having been tormented by the zombie dogs into a miserable state, Wu Chao and the others, filled with pent-up anger, replied in unison, "Ready, Brother Hu!"

"Mm!" Hu Xiaodong responded in his usual deep tone, steadily pulling back his gaze. At this point, the zombie dogs were less than 20 meters from the Buick GL8 he was driving.

Seeing the dark silhouettes growing clearer, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Hu Xiaodong's lips.

He forcefully pushed the gear lever with his right hand, and simultaneously pressed down hard with his right foot. The rapidly turning wheels instantly kicked up a cloud of dust on the gray-yellow ground.

The speedometer climbed rapidly upward, and on such an open rural road, Hu Xiaodong could freely experience the thrill of speed.

Of course, he was doing this not for the enjoyment of speed, but for... slaughter! A slaughter with a clear target!!

With a slight leftward move of the steering wheel, although it was just a slight adjustment, at high speed, the body of the Buick GL8 inevitably swayed violently.

But thanks to the car's good handling performance, Hu Xiaodong quickly corrected the direction after the leftward move.

All of this happened within a second, but it meant a bloody tragedy occurred under the wheels on the ground.

Wu Chao clearly felt the wheels roll over something as if he even heard a sound of crushing and breaking.

Unconsciously, he glanced sideways, and a mass of blood and flesh suddenly appeared in his vision.

What... was that? He was startled for a moment, then suddenly recalled that the location of the flesh was exactly where the "unfortunate one" whose four legs Hu Xiaodong had chopped off had fallen.

Undoubtedly, Wu Chao felt no pity for the tragic death of this "unfortunate one." On the contrary, if he could, he would have wished to end its life personally with the golf club in his hand, tearing it to pieces to avenge the women it attacked and hunted.

And just as Wu Chao was feeling and pondering this, Hu Xiaodong issued a warning signal:

"Everyone hold on! We're going to ram into these beasts!!"

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