Awakening Day Collection

Chapter 11: Night of the Dead (4)
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Fons got back in the van and started the engine.After a few seconds, the van actually started to accelerate forward.It seems that Feng Si didn't lie, he really didn't care about the life or death of his father Feng Qizhou, but planned to drive away by himself.Although women are good at fighting, they are not superhumans after all. Once the car picks up speed, it will be difficult to catch up with Feng Si.

The woman looked at the van and hesitated for a moment, but finally stomped her foot hard, hit Feng Qizhou on the back of the head hard, knocked him to the ground, and then quickly chased after him.

It seemed that the previous collision had damaged the machinery, the van kept making unpleasant noises, and it was crooked like a drunk when it accelerated.The woman quickly caught up with the van, reached in through the window next to the driver's seat, and tried to drag Fons out.But as soon as she stretched her hand in, she let out a scream, and quickly withdrew her hand and jumped aside.Under the moonlight, it could be clearly seen that her right hand was bleeding profusely, only the thumb and little finger remained intact, and the other three fingers were only half-cut.

The van continued to move forward, and after driving about 100 meters, it turned around and drove straight towards the woman.

"Enough!" Although the woman still had a painful expression on her face, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "I like you more and more."

The woman stood still and didn't move, but Feng Si couldn't help but break out in cold sweat—it wasn't because of the pain from the wound on his shoulder.To him, cutting off a woman's fingers was nothing, but hitting her with a car was another matter.Not to mention that this action has surpassed legitimate self-defense in the legal sense, and has become intentional injury or even intentional killing. Even if there is no legal restriction, killing such a thing is too exciting, and the excitement is beyond his ability to bear.

Of course, this is indeed a group of vicious murderers, and this woman is especially one of the best. If she is not killed, she will probably be killed lightly by her with a charming smile on her face.But this is the real world after all, not an obscene novel in which the author can kill thousands of people with a single keystroke, no matter how strong the mind is, it is impossible for a person not to be afraid of killing people.

He recalled that when he was in junior high school, he once met a big guy who had two grades, and because of the huge difference in strength, he couldn't beat him no matter what.When he was beaten up again and again until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he also wanted to find a knife to stab this guy viciously.But that was just a random thought, Fons was never irrational.However, right now, it seemed impossible not to hit her, because apart from this steel machine, Feng Si could no longer find any way to fight her.The gap between him and this woman is just like the gap between himself in junior high school and that big man, and women have one more attribute than the big man, that is, daring to kill.

After a brief hesitation, the van was less than 20 meters away from the woman.At that moment, there was a "buzz" in Feng Si's mind, as if a heat surged through his body.He felt an unstoppable ferocity rising from the bottom of his heart, and there seemed to be a seductive voice in his mind saying to him: Hit it, hit it hard!

This is a feeling that I have never experienced before, even when I was pressed to the ground by a group of punks, I have never experienced an emotion—perhaps because the environment is far from hopeless.And now, in the life-or-death dilemma, in the paradox of killing and being killed, it was as if a switch had been flipped that had never been turned on.That doesn't seem to be human consciousness, but an instinct from ancient beasts, a killing instinct hidden deep in the genes.The blood from the wound on his shoulder seemed to be emitting a strong, fragrant breath, making him involuntarily want to seek more blood.

Don't brake...run over...kill that woman...kill anyone who gets in your way...run over...

With a loud "bang", the car body slid violently to the side.

Flat tire!Only then did Feng Si wake up from the uneasy illusion just now.He wanted to stabilize the steering wheel, but the car with the punctured tire had completely lost control. It slid out quickly and slammed into a big tree beside the country road.Feng Si's head hit the front windshield heavily, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

In a coma, Feng Si felt that he had sunk into a mass of chaos, surrounded by thick gray clouds and fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly.He tried to go out in different directions, but no matter where he went, no matter how far he went, he still couldn't get rid of this chaos, and he didn't touch anything else, as if he was the only one left in the world.

"Is anyone there?" he called aloud.But no matter how much he shouted, all he could hear was his own echo.

Finally, he was tired from walking and sat on the ground slumped, but the thick fog in front of him gradually dissipated at this time, revealing a figure.He couldn't help but cried out: "Mom!"

The long-dead mother gave him a blank look, turned around and walked into the mist.Feng Si hurriedly chased after her, but her mother's figure had completely disappeared, and she could never be found again.He turned around wistfully, only to find his father standing behind him.The father was wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, and an incense table and candles in front of him, and he was muttering the ritual.He couldn't help being angry, ran forward a few steps, and kicked over the incense table.

"Why do you hate me so much?" My father sighed, "Although your mother's death was indeed caused by me, I didn't want that, let alone I protected you for 19 years."

"Who the hell am I? Who the hell are you? Why did you protect me for 19 years?" Feng Si grabbed his father's skirt, "What use am I to you? What use to that woman and those killers ? Are you my biological father?"

Of course he knew that he couldn't get the answer.Because everything in front of him is just a world in his imagination, and this father is not real, but just a projection of his father's image in his mind, it is impossible to give any answer beyond his own cognition.But all kinds of weird, inexplicable and bizarre and dangerous events that happened this day caused his anger to erupt like a volcano.Even if it was just a phantom, he wanted to vent.

"The answer is hidden here with you," my father pointed at his head. "It's up to you whether you can find it."

After speaking, he also slowly retreated into the thick fog and disappeared.

When he woke up, he found himself still sitting in the van, or rather, collapsed in the car.The Jinbei has been overturned, and the doors and front of the car have also been deformed.But fortunately, the deformation of the front of the car was not too serious, and he was not stuck inside.Although there were several wounds on his body due to bumps and glass cuts, and his head hurt even more, he was still alive and able to move.

The windshield was completely shattered, and Fons carefully climbed out from the front of the car and looked around.He saw his father and the mysterious woman at a glance, both fell to the ground, separated by about two or three meters.The woman was completely still, but the father's body was still trembling slightly.

He hurried over, and after seeing the situation of the two of them clearly, he couldn't help but gasped.The woman was dead, and there were no other scars on her body except for the finger he cut off with the dagger.But the neck was twisted at a weird angle, and it seemed to be twisted or snapped.Her eyes protruded horribly, and her expression of disbelief made her otherwise beautiful face look hideous and hideous.

Although Feng Qizhou is not dead yet, he is not far from death.The woman's dagger was deeply inserted into his lower abdomen, and the blood on the ground flowed like a river and had already solidified.It is conceivable that after he was unconscious, what kind of fierce battle took place between the two, and what kind of strength Feng Qizhou, who was covered in bruises, must explode to kill this terrible woman.

Although it is different from the common erroneous knowledge in martial arts novels, being stabbed in the lower abdomen is not necessarily fatal, but because Feng Qizhou has been injured for too long and lost too much blood, it is difficult to save it.Despite this, Feng Si immediately took out his mobile phone to call 110, but found that the screen of the mobile phone was completely shattered and no longer displayed any signal. It was probably smashed when the car overturned just now.He threw away the mobile phone, rushed to the six dead bodies on the ground, and searched them one by one.But these people may be for the sake of confidentiality, and none of them has a mobile phone on them.He couldn't help becoming furious, and kicked a dead body hard.

"Son...don't bother," Feng Qizhou's weak voice sounded behind him, "I'm going to die soon, and it won't help if the doctor comes. Come here, I...I have something to say."

Feng Si hurried back to Feng Qizhou's side, and gently helped his father's body that was getting colder and colder.He remembered that in the past few years, he had cursed in his heart more than once, hoping that the father he hated would simply die sooner, but now, when his father was really about to die, he only had one thought left : Don't die, I don't want you to die!

"I'm running out of strength...you...come closer." Father whispered.Feng Si quickly lowered his head and put his ear to his father's lips.Feng Qizhou coughed, and said in a weak voice: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but... there are many things about you that I... don't quite understand, but now... what I know... can be done. Let me tell you. You go back to your hometown... the old house... at home... in the basement storage room, there is a... black... wooden cabinet, the back of the cabinet... has a mezzanine, you can find it... have a look."

Feng Si nodded in disbelief, even though he knew that he could take a big step closer to the truth, he was still not half happy.His father was going to die, he thought, the father he had only really known in the last few hours of his life, was going to die.From then on, I was a real orphan, without father or mother, alone.

"And... your mother's... matter, I... really... I'm... sorry," Feng Qizhou was dying, and every word seemed to be exhausted, "She's different from me... It's just...an ordinary person. I married her...just to...cover my identity...I have...a last resort...I...must...protect..."

Feng Qizhou didn't finish his last sentence in the end.His head drooped, his eyes closed slowly, and he stopped breathing.Feng Si hugged his father's body tightly, and suddenly thought of one thing: Before he died, his father still didn't hear him call him "Daddy".

The thought was more unbearable than his father's death itself.He raised his head suddenly, howled like a wounded beast, and the tears that had not flowed since his mother's death poured down his cheeks.

Sirens sounded in the distance.

(End of this chapter)