The heavy snow had been falling for a whole day, and the momentum did not weaken at all. After Mao Jiamin killed the three of them wildly, he returned to his normal posture.

Looking at the holes of all sizes of the three people and the snow stained with blood, Mao Jiamin's heart was relatively calm until now. The sudden arrival of the end of the world made the world chaotic and panic.

Because Wei Dayong was seriously injured and the weather was too cold, many wounds on his body had begun to spread viciously. Mao Jiamin hurriedly put Wei Dayong in the car, and he turned into a half-baked driver.

Originally, Mao Jiamin's driving skills should be very easy to pass through, but now heavy snow is approaching and the road is slipping a lot.

This is a relatively Volkswagen Buick model. Although it is relatively old, it can't take care of so much now.

Wei Dayong gritted his teeth in pain in the car. Just as he passed by a convenience supermarket, Mao Jiamin searched for a lot of snacks and water from the supermarket, but unfortunately, he could not find any disinfectant items such as alcohol.

Using white wine instead of alcohol simply disinfects Wei Dayong's wounds, otherwise the situation will worsen. Wei Dayong undoubtedly suffered a lot during this period and was talking along the way.

"Brother Jiamin, let's go and save Zuoran now." Wei Dayong lay on the three-person seat in the back row, slightly flipping over his slightly fat body, and said.

"Go to the nearest clinic first and treat your wounds, otherwise it will worsen and get serious. Let's talk about it, what have I experienced when I am not here?" Mao Jiamin lit a cigarette, controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and said to Wei Dayong as if he was an old driver.

Wei Dayong's eyes were dim. When he mentioned the experiences these days, he became lifeless: "Zo Ran and I jumped out of the window while chasing you. At first, the journey was quite smooth." Perhaps because of the wound problem, Wei Dayong paused and continued: "Until dawn, we were surrounded by a group of people. It was hard to hear a living person, but that day, more than a dozen people appeared."

"They all claimed to be people from the Shuanglong Society. We certainly would not agree if we wanted us to join them, and then there was a conflict. They took us away because of the excessive number of people." Wei Dayong tried hard to recall what happened that day.

"Shuanglong will? This group of 25 people have watched too much TV." Mao Jiamin almost laughed, teasing and eased the depressing atmosphere in the car.

Wei Dayong was amused by Mao Jiamin's sudden words. He looked very interesting when he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh. "They do have certain strength. I heard that the boss is a mutant and has special abilities. I don't know much about the specifics. But Brother Jiamin, do you think their boss's abilities are similar to yours?"

Mao Jiamin did not respond, but there were already storms in his heart. His abilities were from the Stone of Reincarnation, so where did his abilities come from Mao Jiamin wondered.

"What is Zuoran's current situation?" Mao Jiamin parked the car at the door of a small pharmacy and turned his head to ask.
Chapter completed!