I'm driving a chariot in the apocalypse

Cliff just tried his best to support himself with his hands and wanted to stand up, but the pain in his chest made his limbs soften again. He gasped for breath, trying to regain his mobility as soon as possible, but Matthew was already walking towards him with a bloody boomerang.

Matthew held the boomerang in his right hand. Blood was dripping along the way. There was blood on the boomerang. Matthew's left hand was also bleeding, leaving two blood marks on the road.

Asshole, wait for death! Although Matthew walked towards Cliff, most of his consciousness was paying attention to what was behind him, guarding against the rat sneaking up on him.

Matthew walked very slowly. In addition to putting pressure on Cliff, he was also paying attention to people coming from behind to attack him.

Cliff struggled, but couldn't get up. His limbs lost strength and his chest hurt badly.

When everyone in Mike saw Cliff suppressing Matthew, they all cheered and felt hope, but Matthew's kick kicked the hope back into the bathroom.

Matthew is injured, don't wait any longer! Rush forward! Rush out of the cafeteria, we have a chance to survive.

Mike took the lead and rushed out. When the workers in Yu Shi saw Mike rushing out, they also rushed forward. The crowds are rolling in and the momentum is magnificent.

Matthew didn't have time to pay attention behind him. Facing the people rushing towards him, he had to deal with it with all his strength. If he killed all these people, he would be very relaxed. But these people cannot die and can only teach them a lesson. Otherwise, Boss Varu will Killed him.

You bastards, get back here!

Matthew roared, and kicked Mike in the head. This kick was very powerful, causing Mike to vomit blood and fall to the ground. Although it was not fatal, it also made Mike unable to move for a while.

The others were stunned for a moment and then rushed forward. Matthew was crazy. He didn't dare to kill these workers directly with a boomerang, but his fists and kicks were still very useful against these people. One punch and one kick would definitely knock a person to the ground, vomiting blood.

More than ten people had fallen on the ground. No one in the charge of more than ten people could break through Matthew's defense. Those who could still stand up were too frightened to move forward. Looking at Matthew walking towards them, he looked like They saw the devil, and fear filled their brains.

They retreated and escaped, but behind them was the bathroom. They knew that Matthew would not let them go if they retreated to the bathroom again, but they did not dare to move forward. When they were hesitant, they stayed in the middle of the corridor, not knowing what to do.

Mike stood up. His body no longer allowed him to move forward, but he understood that if he didn't take the lead, others would shrink back, and everyone here would be lambs to be slaughtered.

Roaring and rushing towards Matthew, Mike hoped that his voice would awaken the consciousness of these people and make them bravely rush forward, break out of the bloody road, and fight for everyone.

The only person who rushed up was Mike. Matthew punched him to the ground. Matthew did not dare to use too much force. Mike was just an ordinary person. If he used too much force, he would probably kill Mike. After all, Mike was still alive. Very useful, this man must live.

The force Matthew used wasn't enough to make Mac crumble to the ground, and Mac stood up again, swaying and roaring. Come with me!

Mike rushed forward, but no one followed him. They were all afraid. They saw Mike's miserable state and did not dare to step forward.

Mike was punched again. With this punch, Mike felt the world rotating. The world seemed to be moving and the ground was uneven. Mike felt his eyes go dark. He stood up, but he would fall to the ground at any time.

Fight your way out. After Mike said that, he lost consciousness and fell backward. Falling backward was very dangerous. If there was no one to support him and his head hit the floor, someone would die.

Cliff walked behind Mike at some point, supported Mike who fell to the ground, and said, Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!

Mike had lost consciousness and couldn't hear what Cliff was saying.

Cliff handed Mike over to other workers for protection and gave Mike a ginseng pill. Mike's unyielding challenge completely woke Cliff up. This is a battle, not a show, not a game.

Because of their own impulses, they had to fight hard, and because of their own impulses, Mike was severely beaten. Could tragedies like Bertram's happen again?

Cliff understood what he should do at this time and what was most important. He gave up his innocence and the fantasy of being admired by others. He no longer had those complicated thoughts. There was only one thing in his mind, kill Matthew.

With the goal established, Cliff's control of power has made great progress. Cliff took out the spurs tied to his legs and stared at Matthew.

Matthew felt the changes in Cliff. There were great changes in momentum and strength. At this moment, Matthew felt that Cliff's strength was not inferior to him.

Cliff walked towards Matthew slowly, very slowly as if he was guarding against something. Matthew was sure that Cliff's strength had improved. Matthew moved closer to Cliff little by little, holding the boomerang in his hand tighter.

The distance between the two of them was only two arms' length. Cliff took the lead and stabbed out the military thorn, going straight to Matthew's vital part, his eyes. Matthew didn't dare to push too hard, so he quickly used the boomerang to block.

The two of them were going back and forth faster and faster. During the battle, Matthew felt his arms getting heavier and heavier, and his breath gradually became less stable. However, Cliff's momentum was still increasing, and he became more and more courageous as he fought.

Could it be that he learned in battle and continuously improved his strength, and there is still such a person? Matthew understood that in this case, if he continued to fight with Cliff, he would only be at a disadvantage, and Cliff's strength was constantly improving. He continued to only help Cliff improve his strength.

Matthew used all his strength to swing away Cliff's spur, but because he used all his strength, his hand lost strength, and the boomerang was finally knocked away.

The boomerang that was knocked away was inserted into the wall, and Cliff, who was in combat mode, was also released from combat mode. Once out of the fighting state, Cliff was a little confused. His single-minded desire to defeat Matthew just now made him enter a very strange feeling, but he couldn't recall it no matter how hard he thought about it.

Matthew was relieved to see Cliff dazed and his strength dissipating. If Cliff was kept in that fighting state, it would only be a matter of time before he died.

Now, Cliff's strength has weakened, and he still has a chance to defeat Cliff. Matthew wanted to get the boomerang on the wall, but Cliff didn't give him a chance. He rushed forward and hit Matthew's vitals.

There was a proud smile on Matthew's lips. Everything was planned by him. As long as Cliff was out of fighting state, he was an impulsive kid.

Catching Cliff's impulse, he turned around and kicked Cliff right in the abdomen. Cliff flew straight away, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. I finally got up from the ground, but I couldn't move normally.

Matthew pulled off a piece of cloth from his clothes, bandaged his left hand, then pulled out the boomerang on the wall, looked at Cliff contemptuously, and said, Kid! You've never killed anyone before!

Matthew's voice reached Cliff's ears, and Cliff was stunned.

It can be seen from your actions. If you had not hesitated just now, I would have been dead. To be honest, your strength has improved very quickly and actually surpassed me. It was my mistake to turn my back to you, but ah ! Kid, you have never killed anyone before and you missed your last chance to kill me.

There must be someone behind you who has taught you. You have enough combat experience. These combat experiences were gradually digested by you during the fight with me, and your strength increased so quickly. However, this is also your downfall. , you are stronger than me, but you have never killed anyone.

Kill me, you will hesitate, you will be afraid, this is where you can't beat me.

Matthew walked towards Cliff with a boomerang. Cliff was kicked and can't move yet. Matthew ran over and shouted: Suffer death, you kid.

Matthew's boomerang chopped down, blood spurted out, and there were blood stains all around the wall.

Matthew held his stomach and took several steps back. He was stabbed in the stomach by Cliff's saber.

Cliff fell, but he did not let go and pulled out the spur that had penetrated Matthew's stomach. Matthew held his stomach and kept retreating. The wounds caused by the military spurs would cause him to lose a lot of blood. If he could not be treated in time, he would die from excessive blood loss.

Matthew's consciousness is still clear now. He doesn't dare to stay here any longer. The remaining workers will beat him to death. He held his stomach and ran towards the cafeteria. Cliff saw Matthew's back and smiled happily. Matthew was dead. Running like this would only speed up his bleeding to death.

Cliff's eyelids felt heavy and sleepy, and he wanted to sleep. He was so tired that he didn't want to open his eyes.

Mike's voice reached his ears. Cliff, you can't do it again! Cliff, wake up! Wake up.

Cliff wanted to speak, but couldn't: You are so noisy! Let me sleep peacefully.

Cliff knew he couldn't dodge Matthew's attack, so he decided not to dodge at all, creating the illusion that he couldn't move. When Matthew was careless, he gave him a good strike. If he was hit in the stomach, Matthew would lose his fighting ability. , the remaining workers can punch him to death.

At the last moment, this was the only thing he could do for these people.

Cliff passed out completely.

At this time, Mike found a young man walking out of the cafeteria. He took a red injection from his backpack and handed it to him.

You are very familiar with this thing. You don't need me to teach you how to use it! When Cliff wakes up, don't say I was here. Just treat it as you saved him. Do you understand?

Mike nodded stupidly. Faced with the young man in front of him, he actually had no reason to say no. He had a feeling that he should just listen to him without refuting.

He recognized that the injection given by the young man was the recovery agent produced by their factory, which had a very good therapeutic effect.