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The woman controlled the accelerator of the motorcycle, waved the iron rod, and followed behind Undead Joe, knocking on him one after another.

"run!"

Fei Luosha suddenly became furious, and she struck with extra force, almost not directly hitting Undead Old Joe to the ground.

But just like that, the transparent armor on Undead Joe's body was broken and fell off, and the talcum powder inside was scattered into the air along with Undead Old Joe's running.

Undead old Qiao gritted his teeth and glared at Ferosa, but he didn't dare to slow down the movements of his feet even a little bit, wishing that they would turn into hot wheels and fly directly to the sky with him.

Firoza laughed, she grinned grinningly, opened and closed her arms, and swung a second stick at Undead Joe.

This time without the buffer of the armor, the stick hit the undead old Qiao firmly, with a muffled bang, like an old master hitting meatballs.

Old Immortal Qiao gritted his teeth, tearing from the pain, but he didn't dare to scream, for fear of letting out the breath in his mouth.

He even turned his grief into motivation, and the speed under his feet was a little faster.

However, this was no match for a motorcycle. Ferosa just twisted the accelerator silently to smooth out the speed difference, and then continued to beat Undead Joe, the piece of raw pork, with an iron rod.

Bang bang bang!

Every hit is solid.

The undead old Joe was so painful that he wanted to fight back, but at this time Felosa would sway away from him again, so that he could see it but not touch it.

The whole process is like walking a dog.

Undead old Qiao was so angry that he was about to smoke, but the armored vehicle behind him was getting closer...

run!

run--

What to run!

After being hit by another big solid iron rod, the undead old Qiao fell to the ground. After sliding for several meters, he looked at the sky and gasped for breath.

He is not running!

give up.

Love is what it is.

He is a dying man.

Moreover, he is still alone now, the life and death of the two elder sons are uncertain, and the fetus in the womb was shot to death by himself...

Don't run away.

I thought that my bad behavior would make Fei Luosha lose interest, but Undead Qiao didn't expect that this woman would throw the motorcycle aside and walk back alone with an iron rod.

"Fei... Fei Luosha?" Undead Joe trembled.

Ferosa didn't say a word, and raised the big iron bar!

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

Before the arrival of the armored car, Ferosa frantically beat Undead Old Joe.

Undead old Qiao curled up on the ground, covering his head with his hands, and let out a scream when he couldn't help it.

When Felosa heard the screams, she fought harder, even though the bandage on her shoulder was already bleeding, she still refused to stop.

In the end, it was the soldiers of the Mutual Rescue Society who jumped down from the armored vehicle, stopped Furiosa, who was completely in a frenzy, and took her to the side to rest.

Filosa just stayed aside like this, watching Undead Joe being dragged up by the soldiers, his lips were slightly raised, but his eyes were as fierce as a wolf.

Snapped!

A roll of bandages was thrown over.

Max slowly walked from the direction of the chariot...

Chapter 471 Falling off the altar

"Joe!! Immortal Joe!!!"

"Stand up—speak a word!!"

A heart-piercing cry came from behind.

Nax, who was escorted here by the soldiers, lost his faith the moment he saw Undead Joe fell to the ground.

The ideas he has received since he was a child are all the things of Immortal Joe, the god of the V8 engine, and Immortal Joe are invincible...

Undead old Qiao captured the fort back then, climbed up with his people alone, fought bloody battles for several days without backup, and finally took the entire fort.

Nax has learned such deeds since he was a child.

In the entire fortress, his belief in Undead Joe is not one of the best, but it is definitely among the best.

He couldn't accept the defeated look of Immortal Joe.

"Joe! You are invincible, stand up!"

With his hands bound, Nax wailed and rushed to Undead Joe, crying loudly in his ear.

"It's so annoying!" Undead Joe's face was covered with blood, and he barely opened his abscessed eyes. He stretched out his hand and directly pressed Nax's head to the ground.

Nax kept crying, tears and snot flowing on the sand together, and he didn't know where the water was squeezed out of his body after being exposed to the sun for two days.

Filosa, who had been repacked, walked weakly not far away.

Nax saw it, and immediately got up from the ground, even if his hands were tied, he would rush to avenge Undead Joe.

"Be honest with me!"

The soldier next to him kicked out, and immediately made Nax fall to the ground, lying down in front of Ferosa, in a very embarrassing situation.

"Take them all away!" The team leader at the scene waved his hand, and immediately someone came to pick up Nax and Undead Joe. The two seemed to have lost their souls, and let the soldiers detain them and throw them into the In an armored vehicle.

Kalashnikov and two fighters remained at large.

Like Undead Joe, they all ran out of gas and abandoned their cars.

In this desert, your feet will never be able to outrun a car.

Less than 3 minutes after the undead Joe was escorted into the car, the re-launched armored car caught up with the three men. They were hiding in a shady slope, trying to escape the search.

It's a pity the drones were watching them all the time.

Undead old Joe cellmate +3.

Firoza's chariot was completely damaged and could no longer fire.

Max had no choice but to help her sit on the armored vehicle together, and had to endure Nax's howling attack on the way.

This man, who had been a pendant for two days, was extraordinarily strong, and had been crying for the undead old Joe. Finally, Max couldn't help it, took off his socks, and threw them in front of Nax.

Nax stared at the stinky pair of socks in front of him, and was stunned for a long time, but he dared not cry any more.

Compared to the active Nax, Undead Joe and the others have been quiet all the time, and even couldn't help falling asleep.

They ran for two days and two nights almost without sleep in order to avoid being hunted down. Even the iron man would be tired, let alone them who were already in their tens of years.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became very quiet.

Ferosa wanted to ask the soldiers next to her what happened to them, but she couldn't hold on after losing too much blood, and fell asleep on the floor like Undead Joe in less than half a minute.

After Max found something for her to put her head on, he soon fell asleep leaning against the wall.

I don't know how long has passed.

Max felt the car stop.

The armored doors were also opened again.

The soldier's voice rang in my ears:

"We're here, let's all get out of the car."

Max woke up the pale-faced Ferosa, and carried her off the chariot, while the soldiers escorted Undead Joe and the others behind him.

"Is this the wounded?"

As soon as he got down, a doctor-looking man in a white coat came over to ask.

"Yes, she was shot in the shoulder, sorry for your inconvenience." Max handed the weak Firoza to the medical team, and recovered himself again.

He looked around.

He had only been to this fortress a few days ago.

But in the past few days, it seems that something has changed.

Max stayed in place for a long time before he realized what was different.

population.

There are more people here than a few days ago, I don't know how much.

Those ragged refugees formed a raging crowd in the surrounding wasteland. They held forms in their hands and lined up, not knowing what they were doing.

Max is like a reef, standing still, in stark contrast to the constantly surging people around.

He was noticed quickly.

"Hey~ The guy in the jacket is talking about you. You should also go for a physical examination to see what's going on with your body. If you're sick, treat it early and prevent it if you don't."

As the words fell, a person walked past Max, and then there was an extra form in his hand unconsciously.

"Don't lose it, take a picture first and paste it on it..."

Refugees are undergoing basic medical examinations.

Firoza was also taken away for surgery.

The captives like Old Joe who didn't die were not so lucky.

He and his men were all thrown into the prison camp.

Except for a group of captives from the vulture tribe, all the prisoners here are from Undead Joe.

Many of these people were also injured, and they were thrown in after they were treated casually to make sure they would not die.

So as soon as he entered here, Nax felt like he had found his home.

There are cries everywhere!

Don't talk about crying and mourning here, even if the funeral is held on the spot, there will be no sense of disobedience.

Undead Old Joe's body is too obvious, even though he no longer has that transparent armor, his hair has become messy, and even his eyes are swollen.

But everyone recognized him immediately.

All eyes followed him.

Everyone looked up and down at Undead Joe and Kalashnikov, as well as the two Mutual Rescue soldiers following behind them.

The calm before the storm.

For some reason, Nax thought of this word.

Sure enough, after putting Undead Joe down, the two soldiers left quickly.

The gate of the prison camp slammed shut.

Then...

call!

As if there was a gust of wind out of thin air, everyone stood up with a whoosh, staring at Undead Joe with burning eyes. Even Nax, who was not the main target, felt that the eyes of these people seemed to have real power, which could move people's eyes. Skin burns.

Immortal Joe didn't panic, but said in a deep voice, "Is this the answer you gave me?"

"The gates of the Hall of Valor will never be opened for you! You will always perish..."

"Joe!"

A big man interrupted him, separated from the crowd in front of him, and took the initiative to walk in front of Undead Old Joe.

Immortal Joe glanced at this person, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he had no impression.

Looking at the complexion, although the white paint has been washed away, this man is obviously a war boy, his former death squad.

The big man didn't give Undead Old Joe time to continue thinking, he grabbed Undead Old Qiao directly, and grabbed him by the collar.