Your own life is the most important thing.

Wang Yao is indeed still alive.

He rushed to the side as soon as he heard the shout, avoiding the fate of being crushed into meat pie by tons of steel. But his condition was not much better at this moment.

The cab was severely deformed, so he could only maintain a lying position. The pressure from above could be felt on his back, and part of the flattened roof curled up and pierced into Wang Yao's back.

Wang Yao coughed and bleeding. His chest was partially hit by the gear handle, and his chest was completely sunk, and he had broken many ribs. The military spear was too late to put it away and inserted it on his thigh. A cold sweat as big as a bean appeared on his forehead.

Every time he wheezed, he was accompanied by a strong and severe pain in his chest, and he was even worse than death when he coughed.

This time, I was really about to finish the game. Wang Yao smiled bitterly. He kept coughing dryly, and after coughing up a large mouthful of blood and phlegm, he felt much more comfortable.

Wang Yao knew that if a normal person had suffered such severe injuries, he might have entered a state of dying at this time. He still has the ability to move, thanks to the T virus.

But the T virus cannot protect him all the time. He can feel that life is constantly losing with the wounds on his thighs.

He could hear the sounds outside, the sound of cars, the sound of car horns, and the chaotic sound of the crowd walking back and forth. His eyes gradually adapted to the narrow dark space. Wang Yao barely twisted his head, reached out with his left hand to hook the backpack in the back row, and pulled it closer.

"Hu..." Wang Yao gasped for pain, and with his other hand, he found the position of the military sect, and was filled with dampness and heat. It was his blood.

Following the clues, the shank handle was stuck in the co-pilot's glove box and could not be pulled out.

"Head, head, can you hear it?"

The sudden sound made Wang Yao shudder. He looked around to find the source of the sound, and finally found that it was on the pedal of the main driver.

Danny has become accelerator!

The excessive blood flow caused by the confusion of consciousness caused Wang Yao to suck his brain, and then he realized that the communicator fell there.

"Cough cough... I heard cough." Wang Yao said weakly.

"Boss, you're okay." Danny's tone was filled with surprise.

"For the time being, where are you?"

"Boss, I want to kill Kimberly to save you, but I was stopped by the police. I am running away now. By the way, Kimberly contacted me and she said they were on their way to the hypnotist's house."

"Hey, she's talking to you, can you hear it?"

"I can't hear it." Wang Yao "They should have left me for more than 10 kilometers."

"Head, what should I do."

"Hide in the open land, the simpler the terrain, the better. See if there are any parks nearby." Wang Yao directed Danny through the communicator.

"I'm in Brooks Park." After a very long minute, Danny's slightly gasping sounded.

"Very good." Wang Yao pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty. "Now tell me what is in the standard backpack and tell me the shape."

"Prioritize hemostatic drugs and energy-replenishing things. I was also stuck in the car and suffered serious injuries."

"There are hemostatic sprays and bandages, and the shape is probably..."

Wang Yao groped in his backpack with his left hand. He found the hemostatic spray and then opened the lid. Sprayed the wound a few times, and a cool feeling spread from his thighs throughout his body. He found the bandage and simply wrapped it around twice, and took the hemostatic treatment.

"Is there anything else I can use? I'm trapped in the car now, my thigh was stabbed by a knife, and my ribs were broken."

"With the head! There is a welding pen in the backpack!"

"Electric welding pen?" Wang Yao rekindled hope, groped in his backpack with his hands, and finally touched two pen-shaped objects.

"Why are there two?"

"Two? This is not...the head must be one of the pen guns."

"It's too dark, I can't see it!" Wang Yao shouted, unable to help coughing again. Fortunately, the ribs did not pierce the internal organs, otherwise Wang Yao would have finished.

"How do you use this thing?"

"It's all about holding your head down."

Wang Yao picked up one and pressed it casually, wanting to try his luck.

puff--

A tongue of flame spurted out from the other end of the pen, hitting the door and splashing sparks rebounded, and drilled into Wang Yao's palm.

Wang Yao suffered a pain, which touched the chest cavity. He forgot that with the god of death, gambling luck was simply a act of death.

Wang Yao endured the cramps-like pain, put his hand beside his mouth, bit the bullet in his palm with his teeth, pulled it out. After gasping for a few breaths, he picked up another pen and pressed it.

His vision was blocked by the seat, and he could not see the situation behind him. However, he could hear the blood flowing down the pen and being evaporated. He no longer hesitated and slowly stroked the ground.

The air became more and more turbid, filled with an unpleasant and hot smell.

As the inhalable air decreases, Wang Yao's consciousness also blurs with lack of oxygen. He realizes that if this continues, he will suffocate and die before the hole is opened, and Wang Yao decisively draws the circle smaller.

"Danny, tell me a joke."

"Okay head. A man scolded President Lincoln as a fool in front of the Pentagon. Then he was arrested on the grounds that state secrets were leaked."

"Forget it, you'd better be responsible for informing me of the situation on Kimberly."

"They are coming soon."

Bang-

Just as Wang Yao opened his mouth and gasped weakly, the sound of metal falling to the ground sounded. The result of this sound was a large amount of fresh air pouring in.

Wang Yao felt relieved and breathed in pain and pleasure. After a while of rest, he expanded the hole by copying it.

The bridge is still in a congestion. This makes it difficult for rescue vehicles to get here. Some people are surrounded here, but they are helpless.

"Danny, how is it there?"

"Everything is normal here. Wow, head, do you know, I always slept in Brooks Park when I was a homeless man. It hasn't changed at all. I'm on the bench where I once slept. I remember there was a gap here, why is it gone..."

Wang Yao chuckled weakly, and suddenly, his expression froze on his face.

"Danny, where are you?!"

“Brooks Park.”

"Get out of that!"

"What..." Danny said only one word, and was covered by the roar of a beast.

*Communication interruption*

"Damn it!" Wang Yao roared angrily and hit the seat with his head.

...

[At present, the lions who escaped at Brooks Zoo have not been captured, and the police have blocked Brooks Park. Please stay away from the park as much as possible.]

"What a shit, how powerful the lions in the zoo are." A car that was stuck in the middle of the bridge, a strong driver honked his horn in annoyance and threw the cigarette butt out the car window at will.

...

"Hey, there are still people inside!" Passersby outside the car who was checking the situation heard Wang Yao's roar. "How are you?"

"See a way to get me out!" Wang Yao roared loudly in pain.

"Uh...we can't do it, it's too heavy. Don't worry, man, the ambulance is coming."

"Use this!" Wang Yao threw the welding pen out of the cut chassis. "Get me out quickly!"

"What the hell is this petrol-filled pen?"

"Gas?" Wang Yao was shocked.

...

The cigarette butt bounced on the ground a few times and rolled onto a pool of liquid.

A few seconds later, there was a loud bang more than ten meters away, and a huge fireball rose into the air.

...

"I can't serve you without money, sorry ladies." The hypnotist said to the three people standing outside the door, and wanted to close the door.

This is a thirty-year-old white man in a tuxedo, but he doesn't behave as gentlemanly as he wears.

"Wait a minute." Kimberly blocked the door and begged, "Please, if you don't help, we will die."

The hypnotist was silent for a few seconds, and despite Kim Boli's hand still blocking the door, he was about to close: "What a group of crazy women."

The black hole's muzzle suddenly hit his forehead, and Song Xiang said coldly: "You can change your choice now."

"Ok, OK, please put the gun down." The hypnotist raised his hands and retreated in panic.

Song Xiang pushed open the door and pressed his forehead into the room. Kimberly Salna followed her and closed the door.

"What do I need to do?" The muzzle moved away from the forehead, and the hypnotist finally breathed a sigh of relief and pulled his tie.

Kimberly stood up and said, "I need you to hypnotize me and make me selectively lose my memory. Can I do it?"

"sure."

Three women were taken into the hypnosis room, with a comprehensive therapy bed at the center of the room, and the hypnotist guided Kimberly to lie on it: "Now stay calm and try to recall the memories you want to forget."

Song Xiang stood aside and looked at everything in the room coldly.
To be continued...