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Chapter 467
In an unknown wilderness in New Mexico, a very ordinary car was driving on the road. The driver was a slovenly uncle who was drinking while driving. His beard was stained with alcohol, and his yellowed T-shirt was full of Stains, people like him are not rare in the United States, ordinary, mediocre, and bottom-level.

The man hiccupped, then rubbed his eyes, was in a trance for a while, and then subconsciously turned the steering wheel to the side. Because the speed was too fast, the car suddenly lost control, rushed out of the road and galloped out of the road .

Fortunately, the road is built on the wilderness, only a few centimeters higher than the wilderness, so even if the car leaves the range of the road, it does not overturn. Shaking endlessly.

The man broke out in a cold sweat from the fright, and he came back to his senses in an instant. He quickly squeezed the steering wheel with both hands, and lightly stepped on the brakes, trying to stop the car.

But after all, the speed of the car is too fast. Under this operation, the car's uncontrollable direction shifted, and then the car completely lost control, and began to spin and run forward in the wilderness. The ground was rubbed and splashed with smoke and dust. There was also a man screaming.

"Oh thanks!"

The car rushed forward for at least 20 meters, and finally stopped with a muffled bang. The man's desire to survive made him open the car door at the first moment, and then got out of the car in a daze, rolling over and over again. The crawler rushed out.

puff.

The man fell on the ground with a big horse, and ignored the dust all over his face. He subconsciously looked back at the car and found that the car didn't explode, so he was relieved.

Under such a thrilling situation, the man became uncontrollably frightened, and gasped for breath after the fear passed.

"Damn it, Marty's right, I'm going to die of drinking sooner or later, and I won't drink again next time."

The man narrowly escaped death, naturally he was terrified, and lay down on the ground weakly, and it took him a while to recover.

At this time, he was mostly sober from his drunkenness. He stood up and ran forward to check the condition of the car. The body was intact, with no other damage except for some scratches. After all, it was an old car, and it was very solid.

When he came to the front of the car, the man's eyes widened.

"What the hell is this thing?"

The man looked at the things on the front of the car and was speechless. At this time, the iron sheet of the front of the car had been sunken. In the hollow, there was a silver thing embedded in it. It was a hammer with a silver hammer head, brown with silver The hammer handle of the ring and the brown collar were stained with a little dust, but the appearance of this thing so abruptly made it difficult for the man to understand.

"what?"

The man recovered and couldn't find the reason why this thing appeared here, so he subconsciously bent down and grabbed the handle of the hammer, trying to pick it up.

He didn't think much about it at all, it was just a hammer, a normal person could easily pick it up.But the man's face changed in the next moment, because he just exerted strength, but he didn't pick up the hammer.

The man felt that the strength he used was too small, so he decided to increase the strength, but as his strength increased, the hammer did not shake at all.

"Damn it, am I still awake?"

The man used his hands, but the result was the same.

"Oh thank you, I did drink too much."

The man didn't intend to give up, he thought about it, then got back into the car, started the car, put it in reverse gear, stepped on the gas pedal, all in one go, luckily the car didn't break down.

The car moved back a few meters, the man stopped the car, and he got out of the car again, this time without the blockage of the car, he could see more clearly, the hammer should have fallen from the sky, because there was a crack on the ground pattern, the hammer is in the center.

The man looked up at the sky, then at the hammer on the ground, and was lost in thought for a moment. He stood thinking about how this damn thing appeared, did it fall from a certain plane?
The man must have no way to find the answer. After all, with his ordinary mind, it is impossible to think of the truth of the matter. In fact, no one would guess the truth.

So he decided to try again.

Ten minutes later, the man was exhausted and paralyzed on the ground. He stared at the thing in disbelief with wide-eyed eyes. The hammer seemed to be connected to the ground. No matter how hard he tried, it didn't move a bit.

"Damn it, what the hell is this thing?"

The man spat, and he vowed to get this thing up today.

Then he came to the car again, opened the trunk, took out a bundle of ropes, tied one end to the front of the car, and the other end was naturally tied to the hammer, and got in the car again, this time it was still in reverse gear, and the car quickly reversed , the rope loops on the ground decreased rapidly, and at the last moment, the rope was stretched straight.

Immediately afterwards - bang! - Crash!
The car shook, and the front of the car, together with the entire engine, was torn off from the car just like that. Most of the rest of the car traveled backwards for several meters according to inertia before stopping.

The man was dumbfounded. He got out of the car and looked at the car that had lost its front, and put his hands on his forehead speechlessly and helplessly.

"Damn it, Marty's gonna kill me when he goes back."

The man has been driving this car for a long time. Although it is not a good car, he bought it for more than 1 dollars. He can imagine what expression his wife will use to greet him when he returns home.

Looking at the hammer again, the man finally believed at this moment that this thing might contain some kind of magic or witchcraft.

Thinking of this, the man subconsciously shuddered, and looked, he was in the wilderness, there was no village, no shop, and there was nothing besides a road, he suddenly felt bad.

Thinking of this, he became a little scared, and ran away in a hurry, and at this moment the wine was completely sober.

After running for tens of meters, the man saw that nothing was wrong, so he felt relieved, and panting, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Listen, Ralph, I made an important discovery in paragraph 131. Bring someone here. I found a hammer, but I can't lift it. It's magical. It's probably some kind of witchcraft. Get on it, my car is wrecked. Listen motherfucker, I'm not kidding you, I'm telling the truth, I didn't drink. Well I did, but everything I'm saying is true now!"

"Damn it, shut up, you'll know if it's true when you come here, I won't talk nonsense with you now, remember to bring a few more people over."

"Fuck! You don't believe me? How about we make a bet? One hundred dollars, no! Two hundred dollars, if what I say is true, you bastard, give me two hundred dollars, if what I say is false, I'll give you two hundred dollars."

"Okay, achievement, I'll wait for you here, you bloody bastard hurry up."

The man lives in a small town. He is now more than ten kilometers away from the town, and it takes less than ten minutes to drive. He just called his police friend. There is only one policeman, or sheriff, so to speak.

The man waited for a while, and his police friend came over in a car, but the policeman was the only one who came.

"Fuck, why are you here alone?"

The policeman was a fat man, and he was still eating donuts after getting off the car. This thing seemed to be the standard equipment of American policemen, so he walked over with a big belly.

(End of this chapter)