Chapter 170 The Chaser

"The sound is getting louder, which means the freak is approaching." Just as York expected, the thought only flashed through his mind for a moment.

Even though it was dark now, in York's night vision goggles, the two pairs of feet that had carefully walked to the edge of the road were so clear.

However, these two pairs of feet were a little deformed, just like the ones he had seen before. The toes were either stuck together or a little bent, but this did not affect the speed and walking of the deformed people.

"Only two deformed people? No wonder they can't do both. It looks like they prepared at short notice."

York frowned, thinking of something, but there was movement over there.

"Ugh!!! Ugh!! ##＄￥!"

"&%&!"

"..."

Several rough sounds sounded, which echoed very unpleasantly in the ears.

York narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the two pairs of deformed big feet that were getting closer and closer. He silently raised the Beretta 1301 shotgun loaded with single-shot bullets.

The key point is that after his modification, this single-barreled bullet became a hybrid single-barreled bullet with greater lethality.

That is to say, when the single-headed bullet is fired, it is a large single-headed bullet and several deer bullets. It has the lethality of a single-headed bullet and covers a wider area.

Not until the deformed man's calf appeared accurately in his field of vision did York decisively pull the trigger.

boom! ! ! ! !
A not-so-bright flash of fire spurted out from the muzzle of the Beretta 1301 shotgun.

In the light of the fire, the first pair of deformed right feet that were aimed at the target, along with the calves above, were directly smashed on the spot, and the flesh and blood exploded.

"Roar!!!!!"

A painful howl like a wild beast was heard, and the killer, whose right foot was broken, fell directly to the ground without support.

No one cared what happened to this first deformed man.

Officer York quickly moved the muzzle of his gun, aimed at the second pair of relatively intact feet, and silently pulled the trigger.

boom! ! ! ! !
The pair of deformed big feet that were still intact were blown to pieces just like the previous ones.

With a howl of pain, the second deformed man fell to the ground.

The figures of the two deformed men were now fully revealed to York, who was lying under the car body.

"Still just as ugly."

As Yorks muttered, he pulled the trigger for the third time. The head of the first deformed man, whose forehead was half high and half collapsed, whose nose was flat and crooked, and whose lips were turned up to reveal ugly and sharp teeth, was instantly shattered, and the ground was covered with blood and flesh!
"Roar!!!!!"

The last deformed man obviously did not expect something like this to happen. He just made a move, but at that moment, York had already moved the muzzle of the gun. The speed was incredibly fast. There were only three words to describe the whole process: fast, fierce and accurate. There was no hesitation at all.

When it comes to his enemies, he always adopts the attitude of a lion fighting a rabbit.

Like the deformed man whose head exploded before, this deformed man looked no different. Both were extremely deformed, without complete facial features. He stared at York, with intense hatred revealed in his yellowish and turbid eyes.

It knew it was dead.

Even so, York remained calm and pulled the trigger.

boom! ! ! !

The shotgun trembled, and under the slight firelight, the hateful and fierce eyes exploded instantly, and the head exploded, like a watermelon exploding, with blood red and small residual fragments flying everywhere.

After killing two more deformed people, Yorks did not stand up to prevent any accidents. Instead, he glanced around calmly. Probably to make sure that there were no other deformed people, he got up and moved to the rear of the car, looking in the direction of the original right side of the car and scanning carefully.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he stepped out from under the cover of the car.

What made him sigh in relief was that his body did not show any reaction mechanism.

"It seems that this place was prepared in a hurry." York narrowed his eyes, glanced at the headless body lying on a pool of blood and a pile of debris, shook his head and walked towards the big tree in front. Now that the roadblock here has been solved, it is natural to continue moving forward.

If nothing unexpected happens, there will probably be a group of deformed people chasing them from behind.

If he goes back, he will just run into them head on. He won't be so stupid.

When they arrived under the big tree on Kalu, York had no intention of asking the people in the car to come out to help. They were all delicate girls, and there was a boy with not much strength, so it would be a waste of time to ask them to come out.

I was also afraid that there were deformed people nearby.

Since the situation was still unclear, he was really afraid of any accidents.

Taking a deep breath, York leaned over and easily pulled up the other end of the tree, using the fulcrum at the other end of the tree to move forward.

Without much effort, Yorks moved the big tree blocking the road ahead, leaving space for the RV to pass through.

"Finish."

York grabbed the Beretta 1301 shotgun and turned back toward the RV.

As a result, as soon as he got in the car, a figure with a fragrant breeze rushed over and hit his hard chest hard. The only feeling he had was that the person in his arms was extremely soft.

York smiled, looked down at Irina who was hugging him, handed the Beretta 1301 shotgun in his hand to Ful who shrugged, patted her trembling back and said soothingly:

"I told you it will be fine. If you really want to marry me, you will have to adapt to it. The key is to believe me. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well."

Irina pursed her lips, took a deep sniff of the man in front of her, and said in a trembling voice:
“I’m adapting now.”

York patted Irina's back again as a comfort and said with a smile:
"Okay, we don't have much time. I'll hug you enough when we get back."

Irina nodded and let go of her hand. There was nothing unusual on her face, but her heartbeat was very intense, making her feel slightly dizzy as if she had drunk red wine.

Yorks continued to walk towards the driver's seat, pretending not to notice Caroline's disappointment, and stroked the head of Lillian, who looked extremely worried.

This time, Lillian didn't resist like before. Instead, she looked up at him.

York just nodded with an unchanged smile, indicating that everything was fine, and sat down on the driver's seat.

With the return of the backbone, the originally gloomy atmosphere changed instantly. Irina, who had composed herself, naturally continued to sit in the passenger seat and reached out to take the night vision helmet that York handed over.

"Should we go back the same way?" she whispered.

York shook his head. "It looks like there are pursuers behind us, so we have to keep going forward. The car can still go 30 kilometers, which is enough for us to reach the next town. As long as we reach the town ahead, we will be much safer."

After saying that, York calmly started the car, put the car in reverse gear again, controlled the steering wheel to move the front of the car back to its original position, then stepped on the accelerator, quickly passed through the space left by the tree blocking the road, and rushed towards the road ahead.

at the same time.

A considerable distance behind the RV, a pickup truck was speeding with three deformed people on the bed.

"Ugh!!! Ugh!! ##＄￥!"

"&%&!"

A hoarse sound was heard from inside the car, and a man sitting in the driver's seat, wearing slightly dirty clothes, glanced at the rearview mirror with an expressionless face.

Just as the third brother in the passenger seat said, a beam of car lights appeared from behind.

The man in the jacket had no expression on his face, but when he noticed the car lights, he released the accelerator and slowed down.

As the headlights got closer, the car reflected in the rearview mirror turned out to be a patrol police car.

The man frowned and immediately thought of something related.

The murderer of his family called the police
(End of this chapter)