Climbing up the road, I turned around and sat on the corner of the place. I couldn't describe my frustration in words.
Holding that mobile phone, a very strange idea suddenly occurred to me. What would happen if I opened WeChat now to see the people nearby?
Haha, when I thought of it, I opened the gprs and mobile data together in the drop-down menu. The moment I started the program, a big "g" suddenly appeared in the upper right corner of the screen. That's right, it's not "e" or "h".
Something that hasn't appeared in years, "g".
Pull it down.
I couldn't find it through Star Search, and the traffic was crawling. If this continued, I would starve to death by the time the results came out. The top priority was to find Xiaopang first. I thought, picked up the phone and dialed Jin again.
At this moment, Master Jiu's number suddenly popped up.
Etc., etc......
Why am I so stupid! Since Jin Jiuye’s call can come in, it means that this barrier-like space cannot completely prevent mobile terminals from receiving the network. In other words, if Jin Jiuye calls Xiaopang’s mobile phone
Just make a call and he can still receive it!
Damn it, why didn’t I think of it earlier!
I just yelled for a long time, but Xiaopang didn't respond, but this doesn't mean that his mobile phone won't make sounds. I have only known him for a short time, and I don't have his phone number. However, I have always been very concerned about electronic products.
I remember that what he was holding was a rugged mobile phone that was very popular at the time. According to the description in the advertising slogan, it was a real military product.
That's what I did, and asked Master Jiu to call Xiaopang and give it a try.
Thinking of this, I sent the text message quickly. About half a minute later, a very slight vibration came from the direction behind me, followed closely by the vibration, which was slightly noisy.
cell phone ringtones.
"Grandpa, your grandson called you!!! Grandpa, your grandson called you!!! Grandpa, your grandson called you!!!!"
As soon as I heard it, I knew that the person who recorded this voice was a little bastard who spoke with a Beijing accent. The voice was very high-pitched and the words were precise. More importantly, I didn’t know that Jin Jiuye, who was on the phone over there, heard these words and said:
What do you think, I guess only a boring person like the little black fat man can come up with such a poor and happy thing...
I said that, but I was very complicated at the time. On the one hand, I was a little surprised to hear this voice, just like seeing a person in the vast desert. In any case, I was not the only one in this evil space.
, on the other hand, I was very uneasy. What was uneasy was that when I saw Little Fatty again, I really couldn’t tell what he had become.
Following the sound, I walked over there and soon saw a very blurry figure. The fog at that time was so thick that I couldn't see my fingers. It's not an exaggeration to describe it as being unable to see my fingers. In the vast white fog,
His figure looked very lonely, but his short, fat crew cut and wearing a Tang suit with a placket collar fully revealed his identity as the fat little black man.
I walked over, hunched over and shined a flashlight on him, and walked forward step by step with great caution. Finally, when I was less than three meters away from him, I vaguely saw the big gold chain around his neck.
"Little Fatty?"
I squinted my eyes to see clearly, and I called him softly, but he didn't respond. He just stood there, motionless.
"Little fat..."
Seeing him like this, I frowned and called out again, but there was still no response. The buzzing mobile phone was twisting uneasily in my pocket.
Seeing him like this, I couldn't let go of my worries. What I was most worried about at that time was not whether something had happened to Fatty, but whether he was still alive.
I wanted to go over and pat him on the shoulder, but I was afraid that he would suddenly turn around and look at me with his big, bleeding face. I am not a timid person. It has only been a few days, and this happened to me when I went out.
None of them are normal. Sometimes I really doubt whether all this is true and why my world became like this when I met these two people.
Just as I was hesitating whether to go there, Xiaopang's cell phone stopped ringing. Then, my cell phone rang. I knew that Jin Jiuye couldn't wait any longer.
When I answered the phone, the harsh high-pitched sound was so thick that it was impossible to hear it. It seemed to be much more serious than the previous state. I hung up the phone in a hurry. I sent him a text message as quickly as possible to ask him what should I do now.
Do it. Soon, Jin Jiuye replied: "Turn around and retreat in front of him. Don't take the initiative to touch him before you speak."
"Retreat to the front..."
I twisted my body subconsciously and turned around, with the back of my head facing him as if I was trying to kill him. Thinking of this, I moved a few steps to the side so that the two of them were no longer in the same straight line.
If you can't control that much, give it a try.
He slowly stepped back, taking a few steps with great fear, and just like that, he soon reached the back of Xiaopang.
As the distance gradually got closer, I heard a very trivial voice. The voice seemed familiar, but I couldn't explain it clearly. The content sounded a bit like murmuring in a deep sleep, and a bit like...
..The clicking sound that came out of my mouth when the cat-faced female corpse was holding my neck...
Is it possible that he also encountered the same situation as me?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a chill. Compared with the visible and tangible threat of the water monkey, this kind of trouble of not knowing the situation was the most annoying.
"Little Fatty, let's not make trouble. If you are still alive, just say something. Whatever you say is fine."
After swallowing my saliva, I pretended to be calm and said to him as I passed by him.
After hearing this, Xiaopang had no reaction and still stood there...
Damn it, there's a lot of bad luck...
Feeling depressed, I quickly retreated to him, tilted my head and took a look. I was shocked by the guy's red eyes.
This guy stood there with his eyes wide open, and the whites of his eyes were redder than a rabbit's eyes. In sharp contrast was his livid face and a slightly sticking out tongue. Although it was small, it was
I know it's the tongue.
The man's whole body was upright, his head was tilted back, and he made a very weak clicking sound from his mouth. His body was upright and motionless like a zombie, but his hands were hanging in front of him as if they were squeezed by the coffin boards.
His five fingers were twisted out of shape, and they were pinched together in a weird way. He looked with a flashlight and found that one was "six" and the other was "seven"...