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Ferosa didn't have time to explain further.

After seeing them, the undead old Joe on the opposite side also speeded up, and the distance between the two sides is now rapidly closing.

"Come on! You lost dog!"

Ferosa gritted her teeth and adjusted her direction.

The undead old Joe on the opposite side was also rarely excited. He stood up from his chariot, opened his arms, and stared at Ferosa's chariot with great joy.

"The great V8 god is watching us, and he has sent us new hope!"

Of the only four chariots left in Undead Joe's convoy, one was his own, one was Kalashnikov's, and two were driven by ordinary war boys.

The cannibals have all been dropped because of engine problems.

Now not only are there fewer cars, but there are only four fighters left.

Hearing Undead Joe's call, even though the combatants who had been chased for two full days were already depressed and their bodies were extremely tired, they still stood up with dignity, exhausted all their strength, and worked hard. Letting out that crazy roar from before...

"Wow wow wow~"

"Why are they learning how to meow?"

Firosha was puzzled, and rushed to another road while turning the steering wheel.

Although the directions of the two sides were facing each other, Ferosa was not so stupid as to drive straight towards Undead Joe. There was still a 45-degree angle between her direction and Undead Joe's convoy.

So Undead Joe is now on her right.

However, Undead Old Qiao immediately turned the corner and rushed towards Firosha's chariot.

The women in the back row exclaimed again.

"He's coming to catch us back!"

"I will never go back to my old life!"

"Dong dong~"

The old ladies driving motorcycles knocked on the door of the car and asked if they should be allowed to stop the enemy.

"NO!" Ferosa replied briefly, then stepped on the accelerator with all her strength, and at the same time she took out a barrel of refined gasoline and handed it to Max.

With just one look, Max knew what he was going to do now.

He climbed out of the passenger seat and sprayed gasoline into the engine nozzle of the hood of the car with his mouth to improve the performance of the engine.

The Immortal Joe team did the same, but Max felt that the movements of these combatants were limp, as if they hadn't eaten for two days.

In fact, he guessed right.

Those people like Undead Joe haven't eaten for more than two days, and several combatants haven't even had to drink water for the past two days. They can move now, thanks to the divine power of the V8 engine god.

Undead Joe urged his driver to step on the gas pedal to the minimum and increase the speed. By the way, he opened his arms and yelled at Ferosa's chariot.

"Come on!"

Ferosa glanced at the distance between the two cars, and found that it was getting closer, and she was equally anxious.

Max, who was lying on the hood of the car and injecting gasoline into the engine nozzle, turned his head and shouted: "Continue driving in this direction, there is no other convoy ahead!"

As soon as the words fell, a gunshot came over.

A bullet hit Max directly next to the head.

It was Undead Joe who fired the gun.

Seeing that Undead Joe was still aiming, Max could only leave the engine, turned over and hid to the side of the car.

As soon as he left, the speed of the chariot suddenly slowed down due to the lack of refined gasoline.

That's not all, Undead Joe's convoy continued to fire. Those who had spears threw spears, and those who had guns used guns. They were really poor. If they didn't have anything, they just found some parts on the car and threw them over.

The old lady on Fei Luosha's side also took the initiative, and two motorcycles charged up with shotguns.

Then Undead Old Qiao gave them a look, and a chariot ran straight towards them, and the two sides fought together.

Undead Joe continued to shoot at Firosha's chariot. After getting Max, his target was Firosha who was driving.

In just two shots, Firosha was shot in the shoulder, and bright red blood flowed out.

The strong woman just snorted, and even her face didn't change much.

The women in the back couldn't stand the stimulation and screamed again.

Anghela panted heavily, and suddenly an idea came to her mind, and she quickly slipped from the back row to the front co-pilot.

With a big belly, she happened to stand between Firosha and Undead Joe.

"This is your child..."

"Bah!"

The muzzle of Immortal Joe spewed out flames, and the bullets poured towards Anghela without any hesitation at all.

Blossoms of blood emerged from Angheila's stomach, and her expression became dull, stunned and painful.

Firosha, who hadn't changed her expression after being shot just now, was also surprised. She knew about Undead Joe. This guy had been thinking about having a healthy child for at least 20 years.

For Undead Joe, the child in Angheira's belly should be the best amulet.

but……

He didn't hesitate to shoot his own child? !

If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes, Firosha would never have believed it.

Just a fleeting thought.

Anghela's whole body was already on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, Ferosa stretched out her hand and the sisters in the back row worked together to drag her back.

The old lady sitting in the back row also picked up a gun and fired back at Undead Joe, but her marksmanship was not at the same level as Undead Joe, and she couldn't pose a threat at all.

At this tense moment, Max didn't know when he turned back on the hood, turned into a ruthless refueling machine, and focused on fueling the nozzle above.

Undead Joe felt like he was playing a game of whack-a-mole.

The pistol in his hand has to take care of the two mice, Max and Ferosa.

In less than a minute, the magazine in the pistol was used up.

Undead Joe angrily threw the pistol at Ferosa, and was about to change it for a new one, when his eyes suddenly focused on a certain node in the air.

"Turn around!"

"Turn around now!"

Immortal Joe patted the driver on the head with an anxious tone.

The driver hastened to do so.

The other three cars also gave up the fight at the same time, and followed the undead old Joe to make a U-turn.

"What's going on?" Fei Luosha still hasn't figured out why Undead Joe ran away again this time.

And didn't this guy come to snatch his woman back just now?

Why did he shoot Anghela without hesitation?

Max turned back into the car at some point, pointed to the sky and said, "Look, the drone."

At this time, Firosha saw a small thing flying in the sky: "Is this little thing scaring away Undead Joe?"

Max nodded wearily.

"You are young, so you don't know how high-tech it is."

Ferosa glanced at Max. It was the first time she heard someone say that she was young.

"Go ahead, maybe this woman can still be saved." Max glanced at Anghela in the back row.

This woman is now in a coma, and her belly is bleeding continuously. Even if someone keeps pressing her, it can't stop at all.

Firosha also looked back, and after sighing in her heart, she silently stepped on the accelerator.

Max also flipped back on the hood and continued to spray his gasoline...

1 minutes later.

After turning over a mountain peak, three black armored vehicles appeared in Firosha's sight.

She looked at the three well-shaped vehicles, and for some reason, she felt a little bit of peace of mind, as if those black armors were a high wall that she could lean on with confidence.

Max on the co-pilot let out a faint "wow", and said after a bit of a babble: "It seems that my intuition is not wrong."

Ferosa glanced at Anghela again.

"Hopefully they can save her."

The two sides soon meet.

Max and Ferosa jumped out of the car first, and looked at the convoy in front of them curiously. In the car, there was an old woman holding a shotgun quietly on guard.

The black armored car also opened the door quickly, and several heavily armed soldiers jumped out of it.

The leading team leader saluted and introduced himself at the same time: "We are the rescue team under the Mutual Rescue Society, numbered 003-01."

Max instinctively raised his hand, but his body was extremely stiff, and he failed to make a salute gesture in the end.

"Can you save Anghela?" A cry came from the car.

Only then did Ferosa remember that there was a seriously injured person in the car, and quickly tentatively asked the strangely dressed people in front of her for help.

"Are there any wounded?" The team leader turned around and called several doctors from an armored vehicle to help them deal with it.

While the car door was open, Max took a casual glance inside and found that there were many white wounded lying inside, obviously all of them were war boys under Undead Joe.

The team leader noticed his gaze and thought he was just curious, and explained with a smile: "We captured this from a nearby warlord. We are chasing that warlord. These are his abandoned men."

The convoys of the three tribes of Immortal Joe were almost all thrown away by him. For this reason, the team leader had to temporarily request the fortress to send new armored vehicles.

One for ambulance.

After all, most war boys haven't evolved the physique to ignore car accidents.

The other one is for detention.

Listening to the squad leader's introduction, Max didn't say anything, just nodded to himself.

the other side.

The doctor's preliminary diagnosis for Angheila was also released.

"The fetus can't be saved, stop the bleeding now, and then go back to the fortress for surgery, there is a surgery cart over there."

The team leader said: "Then you take these people back, and it is enough for me to track down the rest."

The doctor was ready to take the person away immediately.

Instead, Ferosa stood up:

"Take Anghela and the others back. Max and I will follow you and continue to track Undead Joe. We have a grudge against him."

Max:? ? ?

What does it matter to me? !

Why should I follow you to continue chasing Undead Old Joe?

Just as he was about to refuse, he was grabbed by Ferosa's mechanical arm and dragged onto the chariot...

Chapter 470 Violent Motorcycle

Relocated to the co-pilot position by Ferosa, Max tried to open the car door, only to find that Ferosa had already locked it.

This is meaningless...

Ferosa got into the car from the side and sat in the driver's seat.

Max glanced over her shoulder, "Your injury?"

Hearing this, Ferosa calmly threw out a roll of bandages.

"This is what I asked for from those doctors, so let's use it first."

"I didn't say I'd bandage it up for you..." Max curled his lips and muttered, but he still took it by the way, pulled a section, and pointed at the bullet hole on Firoza's shoulder.