District 9

late at night.

Fu Zhen took his simple luggage and slipped out of the experimental field dormitory. The wind was biting outside and snowflakes were falling all over the sky.

During this period of time, Fu Zhen had already figured out the surrounding situation and knew that this place was quiet. There were no cars or pedestrians passing by at all. If he wanted to run, he would have to walk at least ten kilometers to reach a place with a living village. , to find the car.

Fu Zhen took out a thick cotton-padded jacket from his bag and put it on, and tied it with a scarf he stole from Meng Xi. Finally, he aimed at the wall outside the dormitory building, ran up, climbed over the wall calmly, and He reached the edge of the experimental field greenhouse and started running.

This guy has already thought about it. If he runs away from here, he will definitely be punished when he returns to Sichuan. And as his biological father, Fu Zhenguo, his mother and eldest brother, they probably won't accept him, at most. He was scolding him to come back and obey the organization's arrangements. So Fu Zhen has decided that he will wander around the three major districts for a few months to have some fun, and then come back when his family gets worried and compromises.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhen felt happy. He longed for freedom and felt that the strong were always lonely.

In the next few months, as long as I defraud a few former friends and get some money, I might be able to find a professional escort girl along the way.

The picture of eating, drinking and having fun appeared in his mind, and Fu Zhen almost laughed out loud.

The working location of the experimental field is in a mountain depression. There is very little flat land here, so the surrounding area is full of cemeteries, and some of the new graves even have wreaths on them. But Fu Zhen didn't care at all about such ghosts and gods, and he didn't know what it meant to be afraid, so it was not entirely harmless to have a brain disease.

In this way, after Fu Zhen walked quickly for about a kilometer and a half, relying on the memory in his mind, he turned to the left, preparing to take a path at the foot of the mountain and cross it to the main road.

"rustle!"

As soon as Fu Zhen turned around, he heard the sound of something rubbing against the snow from behind. He was very vigilant and instinctively pulled out the knife he had stolen in the experimental field dormitory.

It was cloudy and snowing tonight, and the light outside was extremely dim. Fu Zhen stretched his neck, holding the knife in his right hand, and took two steps back. But the surrounding light was too dim, and he couldn't see anything. It was pitch black a few meters away, and he could only vaguely see grave heads and wreaths, because there were reflections from colored paper.

Fu Zhen blinked, turned around and continued walking forward.

A few seconds later, there was another rustling sound from the left rear, and it was more obvious.

Fu Zhen suddenly turned his head and saw with his own eyes a white shadow passing over the grave. Soon, it appeared and disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, a cool breeze suddenly appeared on the back of Fu Zhen's neck.

He is mentally ill and courageous, but his intelligence is fine. Anyone who sees this scene on the grave cannot help but tremble!

What thing floated past in a flash?

Fu Zhen swallowed his saliva. His steps were not as firm as before. Instead, he took two weak steps forward and looked towards the grave.

The cold wind blew by, making Fu Zhen's forehead slightly sweaty. He paused for a moment and stepped towards the grave with a white shadow floating on it.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, another shadow passed through the forest behind the tomb. This time it was not white, but black.

"Go to hell!"

Fu Zhen instantly took three steps back, turned around and ran away, still mumbling: "I was just passing by. Don't blame me if you don't know! You need to rest quickly, I'll leave right now..."

Fu Zhen's explosive power was so strong that he flew far away in a few seconds. But as he ran, the rustling sound behind him became more obvious, and it got closer and closer.

Fu Zhen turned around and saw several white and black figures, only three to five meters away from him.

"damn it!"

Fu Zhen stopped, clutched his knife and cursed: "A whole family of ghosts are here? What the hell, what do you mean?!"

"Woof!"

Bai Ying came closer and called out.

Under the moonlight, Fu Zhen finally saw clearly what this toy was, a milky-white Caucasian shepherd dog. This toy is very large, with a height of about 80 centimeters and a weight of 70 to 80 kilograms. It is one of the police dogs often used by Russian troops and is also one of the largest dogs in the world.

As soon as the dog came over, Fu Zhen calmed down. He originally wanted to dodge sideways and stab the knife forward to protect himself, but when he took a closer look, he discovered that this dog was raised in the experimental field and was specially used for night patrols and housekeeping. Because the shed area was too big for people to see, and there were many people stealing things around, we brought in a lot of police dogs from the army.

Sichuan's police dogs definitely can't stab someone to death. Fu Zhen didn't want to run away while farming. At best, he could "escape" secretly, but if he killed the police dog, it would be like escaping from prison and attacking the police.

Moreover, this dog's fighting power is very strong, and its physique is no worse than that of an adult. There are more than a dozen of them, including Caucasian shepherd dogs and German black-backed dogs.

"Woof woof!"

The dogs stood there and barked, but did not take action immediately.

Fu Zhen didn't dare to run for fear of being bitten, but instead pulled his neck and shouted: "Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, it's me, don't scream, don't scream!"

At this moment, a figure walked over not far away and shouted softly: "Bite him."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen police dogs pounced on him. When Fu Zhen saw something was wrong, he turned around and ran away. He grabbed his neck and cursed: "Meng Xi, damn... you are really not a human being!"

"Haha, bite him." Meng Xi walked over wearing a military coat and shouted loudly.

More than a dozen dogs ran wildly after Fu Zhen, jumping and biting him. Fu Zhen didn't dare to poke him, and he couldn't beat him in hand-to-hand combat. In the end, he had no choice but to be forced into the woods.

Meng Xi stood outside and smoked half a cigarette, listening to the barking and howling of dogs in the woods, unmoved.

"Stop it, they really bite me."

"Get in here quickly, or I'll really stab them!"

"Meng Xi, are you stupid? You don't joke like that."

"Meng Xi...I was wrong. I beg you, please come in!"

"...!"

After seven or eight minutes, the woods became silent. Meng Xi lit another cigarette and walked in.

Under the moonlight, a dozen police dogs were lying around a bare dead tree, looking at the tree with their big tongues hanging out.

Above the tree, Fu Zhen held both sides of the belt with his hands, tightening it on the tree to increase friction. His legs were wrapped around the trunk, and he hung above the tree, which was about three meters high. His cotton-padded jacket was no longer visible, it was full of big bites from dog bites and flying cotton wool.

"Get on your horse and get rid of them immediately!" Fu Zhen shouted as he looked at Meng Xi, who was covered in sweat.

"Haha." Meng Xi looked up at Fu Zhen and said, "Such a bald tree has no leverage at all. You can climb up it, which means you are good at unassisted rock climbing! When did you practice it?"

"I'm so good at it!" Fu Zhen cursed angrily, "I just practiced it out of desperation."

"...Haha, you scold me again?!" Meng Xi asked with a sneer.

"...!" Fu Zhen didn't dare to reply.

"Are you going to run away yet?" Meng Xi asked.

"I really can't plant the land, brother, just let me go...!" Fu Zhen almost cried.

"You still have good physical strength. Okay, you can just hang on it. I'm going back." Meng Xi turned around and left, but the lying dog didn't move.

Fu Zhen hung on the tree and shouted in despair: "Okay, okay, I won't run away, I really won't run away! He's so hot next door, I will definitely destroy your acres of broken land if I stay here!!"