Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

"Call the police, call the police!"

Cheng Yuqi was so frightened that her face was pale, and her whole body trembled when she spoke.

"Don't call the police, now we don't even know what happened! Let's go to the mountain to find out, everyone pay attention to safety!"

Lao Huang was in a hurry, but he had to keep calm.

The most important thing is that now the police say that the child ran out on a tiger. Believe it or not, the police believe it or not. No one knows what happened in the mountain.

Qin Qing just said that someone is bullying the monkeys, is it poachers or other animals are bullying those... Mandrill is so eager to call the police, the police don't know whether they will answer the call, let's talk about it , wait until the police come, if it is really dangerous, it will be too late.

So, taking it all into consideration, it is better not to call the police for the time being.

"Horse, pony, hurry to the village chief's house, ask the village chief to help, and mobilize the villagers to help find it."

"By the way, ask if there are any... hunters, it may be much better if there are hounds to help."

"Don't panic, everyone, how many people do we have in groups of [-] or [-], bring a walkie-talkie, and keep in touch at any time! Remember, in groups of four, don't go alone"

As soon as the voice of Lao Huang fell, the seven cars of the program group all stopped at the mouth.

Deep in the mountains, in a valley.

Dozens of mandrills wailed mournfully in the trees, their eyes were red, and they jumped frantically between the trees.

In the open space not far from them, in front of a wire cage, inside the cage lay a small mandrill only about one meter.

The little mandrill lay there motionless, with a narcotic dart stuck in his body, except for the occasional twitch of his chest.

Not far from the cage, there was a pickup truck. At this moment, the glass of the pickup truck was all shattered, but the windows were also fitted with wire meshes. The three people were lying in the compartment at the moment, avoiding the flying stone debris.

"Ouch, brother Quan, these...monkeys are crazy!"

A guy with dark skin and a scorpion tattooed on his arm said with a look of panic and cursing.

"Brother Quan, these...monkeys are trying to fight with us...!!!! No, let's drive away, that little monkey is gone! We'll come back next time when we're ready. Bar!"

The other one was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, but he looked...a gentle man holding his head tightly with a look of fear on his face.

"Sabi is not scary, but I'm afraid that Sapi has no culture! That's a mandrill, what a god and a monkey!"

"When these things get angry, tigers can tear them to pieces! This time, we can only be numb by surprise: a small one!"

"Next time these guys have a long memory, it's hard to say whether you can see them next time, and if you want to arrest you, you'll have to die!"

The speaker was a burly guy in a camouflage suit.

A stone the size of an egg hit him on his head, he rubbed it lightly, and he gasped in pain.

"Then what to do...!!! We can't get out of the car, how can we carry the cage into the car? What the hell, those...monkeys...mandrills come back a minute later , we're done!"

The man with glasses was remorseful and glanced out the window without falling.

"We have to fight quickly, San'er, don't be afraid.

You take the gun, Dezi and I each have an anesthesia gun, let's fight them recklessly.

If you go out and shoot, I don't believe this... Mandrills are not afraid of death!"

The whole brother said murderously.

"Brother Quan, you can't shoot: Ah! The show crew is at the bottom of the mountain. As soon as we shoot, they will hear if we can't get it together!"

The man with glasses looked at Brother Quan with a flustered expression.

"I heard that those things are worth more than his father's life. How dare you come when you hear the sound of gunshots?"

"Even if they had the guts, we'd be gone by the time they got here.

San'er, if you dare not do it, just stay in the car.

One mandrill is offering half a million, and two is... one million, you can think about it for yourself!"

Brother Quan stared at the man with glasses, his voice gloomy like ice cubes in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month.

The face of the man with glasses changed again and again, and at the end he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "Listen to Brother Quan, it's done! What the hell, a group of sabi monkeys, kill them!"

After the man with glasses finished speaking, he squeezed the soil pet in his hand.

Just when they were about to open the door, a piercing tiger roar made everyone stunned.

The next second, Da Mao carried Qin Qing on his back, and one person and one tiger suddenly appeared in front of the pickup truck.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

Qin Qing's face was ashen, frowning and staring at the three people in the car.

"Damn it! This is the tiger and the child on TV! Brother Quan, what should I do?"

The tattooed man looked at Qin Qing like a ghost, his black face changed color with fright.

"He saw our faces! Grass!"

Brother Quan slapped the steering wheel in annoyance, and there was a strong murderous look in his eyes.

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"Quan, Brother Quan, what should we do, let's run!"

The man with glasses was so frightened that his face was pale, and he even began to speak incoherently.

"Where are you going? This kid is a prodigy. He saw our faces. Maybe we'll have to explain it all!"

"These things are national first-class protected animals. If they are caught, they will never die. Do you want to spend the rest of your life in prison?"

Brother Quan stared at Qin Qing coldly and said murderously.

"Brother Quan, I don't want to die, I haven't married a wife yet!"

The tattooed man shouted in fear.

"Brother Quan, then let's, what should we do to get this little thing away?"

The man with glasses turned pale, trying to keep his composure as much as possible.

"After we get it away, we'll either kill him today, or let's catch the mandrill and the tiger. The tiger is so much more valuable than the mandrill! Or just wait to die!"

"Brother Quan is not forcing you. If you want to wait to die, get out of the car now. If you can run away, it depends on your luck! If you don't want to wait to die, just shoot Lao Tzu! After this vote, we will go directly abroad to eat and drink. Spicy, babes!"

Brother Quan's words made the two guys a little stunned.

"What's the matter, starve the timid to death! Brother Quan, it's done!"

After the tattooed man finished speaking, he raised the anesthesia gun in his hand, stretched it out from the broken window, aimed it at Qin Qing, and pulled the trigger directly.

After hearing a muffled sound, the anesthesia bomb fell on Qin Qing, and it was as if it had hit steel and was directly deformed and fell to the ground.

"Grass! How stupid are you to kill the tiger first!"

Brother Quan gave the tattooed man a scolding glance, then picked up the anesthesia gun and aimed it at Da Mao.

The next moment, Brother Quan shivered all over, and his face instantly turned pale.

What's more exaggerated is that this is the end of April, and there is a faint frost on his hair and eyebrows, and it spreads rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hi! Good, it's so cold! Quan, Quan brother, what's the matter?"

The words of the man with glasses made Brother Quan stunned.

He thought it was his own illusion, the man with glasses said this, indicating that it was not an illusion.

"Glasses, brother Quan, you, your hair, why are your hair white?"

The tattooed man pointed at the heads of the two men tremblingly, and when he spoke, a white mist appeared.

The eyes of the three of them were wide open, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Roar!"

A roar of a tiger interrupted the somewhat strange atmosphere, and the three of them turned their heads to look, and their faces turned pale with fright.

I saw the child sitting on the tiger's back suddenly turned into a big man with a figure of nearly six feet, but his body was shrouded in a thick layer of gray-black mist, so he couldn't see it clearly.

"Murderers are killed forever! You guys should be damned!"

Qin Qing's original milky voice became: hoarse and low, like a voice overflowing from hell.

"Mom! Ghost!"

The man with glasses screamed and slumped in the back seat with fright.

"Gudu!"

"Grass Nima, pretend to be a ghost! Labor and capital!"

The whole brother let out a hysterical roar, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the driver of the car rushed out.

But what terrified him was that the car actually passed Qin Qing and the tiger he sat down, like passing through a layer of fog.

"Oh my god, there's a ghost! Brother, drive faster, drive faster!"

The tattooed man was shivering with fright, curled up in the passenger seat, and kept urging.

Brother Quan didn't get any better either, his hands holding the steering wheel trembled uncontrollably, and he looked left and right with a frightened face, for fear that in the next second, that... ghost would suddenly appear outside the car window.

The car sped all the way, and soon came to the top of the hill.

Only then did the three of them regain their senses a little, and their condition improved a lot.

"Quan, Brother Quan, what was that just now?"

The man with glasses asked tremblingly.

"Who knows what it is! Grass is so evil!"

The whole brother cursed fiercely.

"The kid on TV is not a human being! Brother Quan, let's find the news and expose it. If you think we're on fire, we'll be on fire."

There was a hint of excitement on the fearful face of the tattooed man.

At this moment, the temperature in the car plummeted again, and a shadow suddenly appeared in front of the car.

"Grass!"

The whole brother cursed and slammed on the accelerator again.