After driving all day, Pei Nansheng was exhausted and fell asleep quickly.

Zuo Ling didn't contribute much, and in the new environment, she couldn't sleep, so she simply took out her MINI, plugged in her headphones, and watched a downloaded TV series.

The TV series tells the story of a Jinzhou merchant's struggle: his father was murdered, his wife and children were murdered, his shop was destroyed, and he was framed and imprisoned.

The first thing he thought about after being released from prison wasn't revenge, but how to make money.

Zuo Ling was so angry she was practically fuming. How could anyone make a TV series like this? Did they get kicked in the head by a donkey?

Just as I was thinking of changing the TV series to watch, I saw Pei Nansheng sit up from his sleeping bag.

Realizing something was amiss, he took off his headphones, put on his down jacket, and waited for Pei Nansheng to give him instructions.

When it comes to dealing with emergencies, Pei Nansheng is a professional, while she is an amateur. With the professionals taking the lead, she just needs to follow orders. Zuo Ling is very self-aware in this regard.

After listening for a while, I felt that there were dozens of people gathered outside.

Unwilling to commit further killings, Pei Nansheng started the car, intending to take off directly into the air and escape the people outside.

The Doomsday Fortress needs to travel a short distance before it can take off.

After starting the engine, Pei Nansheng stepped on the gas, and the car shook a few times with a rumbling sound, but remained stationary.

Pei Nansheng's face darkened, and the tires were locked.

The man outside laughed arrogantly: "Trying to run? Where do you think you're going! We're on guard against this."

"Hahahaha... Get down, get down, you can't go anywhere now."

"Hey, this truck is pretty good. I've never seen one like this before. It must have a lot of supplies. We've made a fortune on this trip."

"Haha... Get down, get down quickly, stop dawdling."

"..."

Those outside, believing they had Pei Nansheng and Zuo Ling trapped, lowered their guard considerably and began shouting excitedly.

Unbeknownst to them, the top of the doomsday vehicle gradually rose.

Puff puff puff puff, puff puff puff puff, puff puff...

"Ouch, something's pricking me! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

"It's an iron nail, an iron nail."

Screams erupted from all sides.

Someone shouted:

"They're shooting nails at the vehicle, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Ah, my legs, my legs..."

"My arm, my arm..."

"Shoot, shoot it into my...stomach, help...help me."

"Help...me, help...I can't run anymore..."

"Oh my god, my stomach has been punctured."

"..."

Screams, helplessness, panic, and terror filled the air; chaos reigned outside.

While they were shouting arrogantly, Zuo Ling loaded the large crossbow.

The crossbow was mounted on the roof of the vehicle, firing indiscriminately in circles. She had plenty of nails and wasn't afraid to waste them.

People scattered and fled. Some, dissatisfied, found that the crossbows could not hit places close to the vehicle, and angrily pounded on the vehicle.

"Get down, get down! If you've got the guts, get down here!"

"Get down, get down, I'm going to kill you all, I'm going to kill you all."

"Damn it, you bastards, get down here, I'm going to kill you all."

"..."

Pei Nansheng rolled down the car window and fired shots outwards: bang, bang, bang...

"Gun! They still have guns! Run! Run!"

"Hey kid, run! Run!"

"Third brother, third brother, where are you? Where are you?"

"..."

Those who were unwilling to wait in the distance, upon hearing that Pei Nansheng and his men had guns, took off running as fast as they could.

Once there was no more noise outside, Pei Nansheng put on his night vision goggles, got dressed, opened the car door, and got out.

Zuo Ling heard a few sounds of fighting, which quickly stopped.

After a while, Pei Nansheng got into the car.

Zuo Ling asked him, "Are you injured?"

Pei Nansheng shook his head: "What tools do you have? The wheels are locked, and I can't find the key."

Zuo Ling took out the universal key she had obtained from Tang Fei.

Pei Nansheng chuckled upon seeing it: "You even have this kind of thing? You've got quite a comprehensive supply."

"What a coincidence, it was a free gift with the purchase of the Doomsday Chariot."

It's not surprising that someone capable of building the doomsday chariot would possess a master key; Pei Nansheng understood this perfectly.

After unlocking the door, I couldn't sleep anymore and had to find another place to rest.

After driving for more than a hundred miles, they finally found a suitable place to rest. Zuo Ling was so tired that he kept yawning.

Neither brother nor sister were talkative people, so they rested separately and didn't mention it.

From that day on, I stopped looking at the time; I moved forward when I was awake and rested when I was tired.

The series of natural disasters made the roads difficult to travel, adding several times the distance to our journey. The plains were manageable, but the mountainous areas were particularly challenging.

Fortunately, the doomsday vehicle has the ability to fly, otherwise it would have to turn back.

Even so, it took the two of them 10 days to reach Shuzhou.

The most dangerous moment came when we reached a very narrow cliffside road where the road suddenly collapsed, and the car plummeted down.

In a panic, Zuo Ling hesitated whether to enter the space with the car. At that moment, Pei Nansheng opened the parachute of the Doomsday Chariot. The car floated for a distance and landed on the river.

Heavy snowfall has left the riverbed covered with snow layers tens of meters thick, causing vehicles to plunge into them as if they had fallen into a snow cave.

After the initial panic subsided, Pei Nansheng said casually, "This car is nice. Your 100 million yuan wasn't wasted."

If it were Zuo Ling herself, she could simply hide in her spatial dimension.

Having learned from her past life's lessons, Zuo Ling was very resistant to bringing others into her space, especially when she was with Pei Nansheng.

With a pale face, he patted his chest, his heart pounding, torn between conflicting emotions, feeling as if he had just survived a brush with death.

He asked Pei Nansheng, "Without a parachute, would we have crashed to our deaths?"

Zuo Ling really wanted to know the answer.

Pei Nansheng didn't think much and replied:

"Thick snow doesn't necessarily mean you'll die from a fall, but you're guaranteed to have a bloody head, broken bones, and fractures. What, are you scared?"

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