My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

** is right, as long as you keep charging with your eyes closed, it will be the hardest to die. Gu Zhuo kept rushing forward with his eyes closed. He didn't know how long he rushed forward, but the noisy sounds on the battlefield slowly calmed down.

He could no longer hear the whistling wind, nor the sound of bullets and artillery fire. Not only that, the steel helmet on his head seemed to have disappeared, replaced by a light feeling of running.

He opened his eyes and took a look and saw that he was wearing the war machine again. The surroundings were no longer a battlefield, but a void of white space.

This space is filled with white light. Looking at it for a long time will make your eyes sting. Fortunately, Gu Zhuo's war machine helmet can change the visual image. This white space now looks like an infrared image from Gu Zhuo's helmet.

Gu Zhuo didn't know where this was. Anyway, he still had the same strategy as before. If he walked forward, he would eventually find something.

Sure enough, after taking only a few steps forward this time, Gu Zhuo saw a small house in the center of the space.

It is said to be a small house, but it is a small shed made of plastic. Judging from the floor space, it can probably accommodate a car and some tools. It's especially like someone else's garage, except that this garage looks simpler on the outside.

Gu Zhuo was sure that he had never seen this room in the first half of his life, and he didn't know why it appeared in the illusion now.

But now there was no other place to explore except that small room, so Gu Zhuo still walked towards that small room.

As soon as he approached the small house, Gu Zhuo heard the sound of a belt hitting someone inside.

Along with the sound of the belt hitting someone, there were also waves of vicious and dirty insults.

It sounded like the owner of that voice was an old man.

The curse words he used were so unpleasant that Gu Zhuo couldn't help but frown.

In addition to the sound of the belt hitting someone, the old man's insults, and a slight cry mixed in.

From the sound of the voice, it was a man.

Gu Zhuo hesitated for a while next to the small house. He didn't know what the situation was inside and whether there would be any other traps. After all, this is Zhu Zihan's death fantasy. No one knows what will happen in the next second.

Gu Zhuo listened to the sound of the belt. The old man seemed to be tired from the beating. He stopped and began to insult him non-stop.

"I should beat you to death..."

"Useless thing, trash, not even as good as one of my fingers. You are like the shit in the latrine. You can do nothing but attract flies and let it rot and stink!"

"Rubbish..."

The old man was not only swearing, but also insulting the character of the man who was beaten. Anyone who hears such words will be angry and resist.

However, the man just cried quietly and remained silent.

"Cry, cry, cry! You're still crying! I'll beat you to death. You know how to cry all the time. You're useless!"

The old man seemed to have regained his strength and continued to lift the belt and beat him.

Gu Zhuo couldn't help but click his tongue in his heart as he listened to the sounds. Although he couldn't help but want to enter the hut several times, he did not dare to act rashly and restrained the impulse in his heart.

It has to be said that the stamina brought to him by this death illusion is indeed quite great.

The old man raised the belt and beat him for a while, as if he thought the belt was not strong enough. Gu Zhuo heard the sound of something hitting the person again.

He listened carefully and found out that it was the old man hitting people with a chair!

If you keep smashing like this, someone will die sooner or later.

"I'll beat you to death, beat you to death, cry, cry, cry, cry all the time, what's the use of crying, just like your mother who died early, she only knows how to cry! You can't make money for me to spend. I really It’s time to beat you and your mother to death!”

The old man's words became more and more insulting, which made Gu Zhuo feel a little sorry for the man who was beaten in the wooden house.

“Kill you immediately and throw your body outside, just like those dead wild dogs.

"Haha, how pitiful, dead wild dog!"

The old man hit it hard and cursed at the same time.

Gu Zhuo really couldn't listen anymore, and he wanted to teach the old man a lesson, regardless of whether there was a trap inside.

Just as he was about to open the door of the hut and go in, he heard a man yelling:

"Don't call me a dog!!"

Gu Zhuo was startled by this voice.

He couldn't be more familiar with it. This was Zhu Zihan's voice.

The person who was beaten was actually Zhu Zihan!

After Zhu Zihan shouted those words, Gu Zhuo heard a snatching sound coming from the hut, and then there was another heavy muffled sound, as if something hit the ground.

"Don't force me!"

Zhu Zihan's voice sounded, with a cry in it.

"Damn wild dog, get off me, you dare to resist me when you step on a horse, right!? Do you believe that I will really beat you to death in a while..."

Before the old man finished speaking, Gu Zhuo heard his heart-rending scream.

"You bitch, if you dare to bite my shoulder, I will really beat you to death today!"

The old man said in a weak voice, and then he tried to struggle to get up from the ground.

But how could Zhu Zihan let him get up? He took the wooden chair that he had just taken from the side and hit the old man hard on his head, until he was covered in blood.

"Don't call me a dog, don't call me a dog..."

Zhu Zihan murmured while typing.

The old man would hum a few times at first, but by the end, he couldn't make any sound at all.

When Gu Zhuo heard the sudden change of situation, his original intention to open the door of the cabin was paused.

He waited for a while, and then he heard the piercing sound of a chainsaw coming from the hut.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, old man, die, hahahahahahahaha..."

Along with the sound of the chainsaw, there was Zhu Zihan's crazy laughter, just like he laughed before in the back seat of the Wrangler.

Flamboyant and crazy.

Gu Zhuo was shocked. He couldn't care about anything else and just broke in through the door.

As soon as he entered the small room, even with his psychological quality, he couldn't help but frown in disgust.

I saw Zhu Zihan holding a chainsaw and cutting into a fat old man lying on the ground.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and rotten flesh flew everywhere. The floor of the small house was covered with blood, which was glaring and terrifying.

The old man had been cut into several pieces by the electric saw, and only one head remained intact on the ground, solidifying his final twisted expression of horror.

And Zhu Zihan was standing in this pool of blood. His nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and his whole body was covered in blood.

Seeing someone breaking in, Zhu Zihan raised his head with a chainsaw.

His eyes were red and bloodshot.

"Hahahahahahahaha, someone saw it, then you should die too!"

Zhu Zihan said, laughing, and rushed towards Gu Zhuo with a chainsaw.