Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 322: Fleeing in the Dark Night

"So, you're being hunted by a group of people wearing golden armor, holding holy swords, and radiating holy light... chuunibyou?"

Wu Hen finally couldn't help laughing out loud. This setting was definitely the late stage of middle school!

Lin Qiye glared at him and signaled him to be serious.

Bell Crandall nodded seriously: "Although it sounds outrageous, it is the truth."

"Alright alright."

Wu Hen waved his hand, indicating that he accepted this setting.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"Find a place to hide first, and then contact other people." Lin Qiye said.

Wu Hen nodded in agreement.

At the same time, Baili Pang'er was sitting in the back seat of a taxi, soaking wet like a drowned chicken.

The driver saw his miserable appearance in the rearview mirror and couldn't help asking curiously, "Hey boy, did you... fall into the river?"

Fatty Baili cursed inwardly, "What bad luck!" and said perfunctorily, "Uh... sort of."

He couldn't possibly say that he was being chased by a group of Holy Inquisition Knights and escaped by falling into the sea, right?

Wouldn’t the driver think he was crazy?

"Hey, young man, be more careful next time."

The driver said earnestly,

"If you have any problems, go to the police, don't handle it alone."

Baili Pang'er smiled bitterly and asked, "Call the police?"

If he could have called the police, he would have done so long ago.

The current situation is that he can't call the police or contact his companions. He can only hide alone, like a rat crossing the street.

He threw the broken phone out of the window in frustration and said to the driver, "Master, can I borrow your phone?"

The driver was stunned for a moment, but still handed him the phone.

Baili Panger took the phone and dialed a number...

Baili Pang'er held the mobile phone and slid his fingertips across the screen, but the familiar number seemed to be under a spell and could not be dialed out.

His heart sank, and he had an ominous premonition. Could it be that these birdmen were carrying signal jammers?

These days, even hunting and killing has become so high-tech?

He scratched his wet hair irritably, and water droplets dripped down the ends of his hair.

There was a small water stain on the back seat, just like his mood at the moment, wet and messy.

"Hey boy, why can't you make a call?"

The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror, with a hint of doubt and a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Fatty Baili gave a perfunctory smile and said absentmindedly, "The signal is probably not good."

The driver didn't ask any further questions, but the expression on his face clearly showed "disbelief".

He quietly raised the car window a little, as if to prevent Baili Pang'er from suddenly attacking.

Baili Pang'er didn't care what the driver thought. He just wanted to contact Lin Qiye and the others.

But he tried various methods, whether it was WeChat or phone calls, but there was no response.

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.

"Master, turn on the navigation." Fatty Baili rubbed his temples and forced himself to calm down.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked vigilantly, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

"Just find a place anywhere." Fatty Baili answered ambiguously.

When the driver heard this, his face became even uglier.

fugitive?

Kidnapper?

Or some shady guy?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his palms began to sweat. The person sitting in the back seat was not a human, but a time bomb.

He secretly glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Baili Pang'er's anxious expression, which made him more certain of his guess.

Baili Pang'er didn't notice the driver's abnormality. He was staring at the screen of his mobile phone, trying to find clues to contact Lin Qiye.

At this moment, the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes, the car shook violently, and Baili Pang'er's body leaned forward due to inertia and almost hit the front seat.

"What's going on?" Fatty Baili asked unhappily.

The driver didn't answer him, but said in a trembling voice: "There seems to be a police officer checking for drunk driving in front."

When Baili Pang'er heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He looked up and saw several uniformed policemen stopping vehicles for inspection at the intersection ahead. The flashing police lights hurt his eyes.

"Master, turn around." Baili Pang'er said hurriedly.

The driver’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. He didn’t move. Instead, he said in a trembling voice, “You… who are you?”

Baili Panger knew that if he didn't take action, he would really be blocked.

He took a deep breath and was about to explain when he heard a voice coming from outside the car window:

"Please show me your driver's license and vehicle registration."

Baili Pang'er's eyes rolled. It seemed that the driver really regarded him as a desperado.

A helpless smile appeared on his lips, and he thought: It's hard to be a good person these days!

"Master, stop the car."

Baili Pang'er tried his best to make his voice sound calm.

"I feel a little carsick and want to go down and throw up."

The driver didn't dare to stop the car. He wanted to drive the car as fast as he could and get away from this plague god as soon as possible.

But Baili Pang'er was not someone to be trifled with. He was quick-witted and grabbed the steering wheel and swung it to the right.

The taxi braked suddenly and the body of the car was stuck in the middle of the road, making a harsh friction sound.

"What are you doing!" the driver screamed in horror.

Baili Pang'er ignored him, opened the car door and rushed out.

He quickly climbed over the roadside fence and plunged into the woods beside it.

The movements are so smooth, just like a nimble fat cat, oh no, a nimble fat man.

The driver looked at Baili Pang'er's figure disappearing into the woods, his face pale, and he became more certain of his guess.

This is definitely a wanted criminal!

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his palms covered in cold sweat, but an inexplicable sense of excitement surged in his heart.

He felt as if he was about to take part in a thrilling arrest drama.

"No, I can't let him get away!"

The driver muttered to himself, took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator, and the taxi rushed towards the checkpoint ahead like an arrow.

"Officer, officer!"

The driver stopped the car in front of the checkpoint and excitedly shouted at the police,

"The guy behind me is a wanted criminal. He just got out of my car and ran away!"

The police were startled by the driver's sudden action and turned their eyes to him.

The driver was panting, pointing in the direction where Baili Pang'er escaped, and describing Baili Pang'er's characteristics incoherently.

"I'm sure he's a wanted criminal! I just saw him sneaking around and he said he needed a place to vomit. He must be using that as an excuse to get away!"

"Comrade police, please arrest him quickly!"

The driver spoke anxiously, as if catching Baili Panger would be a great achievement.

The police looked at each other, and one of the experienced officers immediately noticed something was wrong.

He frowned, picked up the intercom, and said in a deep voice: "Requesting support, the target person may be in the woods, pay attention to the search."

At this moment, deep in the woods, Fatty Baili was lying behind a big tree, and his ears moved slightly.

His eyes were sharp and there was a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, it seems this group of people are coming for me."

Baili Pang'er was in the woods, like a nimble fat monkey, jumping left and right.

While dodging the occasional flashlight, he calmly analyzed the situation.

"Tsk, these police officers arrived too quickly! It doesn't seem like a coincidence, they're definitely coming for me!"

He wiped the sweat off his face and cursed inwardly, "What bad luck! I'm so damn unlucky!"

He looked up at the sky. It was dark and there was not even a star to be seen.

The most important thing for him now is to meet up with Lin Qiye and the others as soon as possible. Guangzhou and Shenzhen are the gathering places they had agreed on before.

But how can I get to Guangzhou and Shenzhen smoothly without being caught by these policemen?

Fatty Baili was running, his brain racing. Suddenly, he stopped and his eyes lit up, "I got it!"

He came up with a brilliant idea and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But at this moment, a rapid sound of breaking through the air came from the distance, and Baili Pang'er's smile froze on his face.

He looked up and saw three golden lights flying towards him from the horizon. In the blink of an eye, they were close to him.

"What the hell! What the hell is this?"

Fatty Baili was so frightened that his eyes almost popped out. He saw the three golden lights falling from the sky like three huge flashlights, illuminating the surrounding woods like daylight.

He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes and squinted at the sky, only to see three people wearing golden armor and holding holy swords floating in the air, like gods descending from heaven.

One of them was standing on a miniature version of Yaoguang, and the dazzling golden light was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

Standing on Yaoguang, the man looked down at Baili Pang'er below, with a cold smile on his face, like a cat playing with a mouse.

There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a row of white teeth.

He spoke slowly, with a hint of teasing in his voice: "Fatty Baili, my good fat boy, you didn't expect that we would meet again so soon."

Baili Pang'er looked at the man in the sky and alarm bells rang in his heart.

Who is this man?

This tone, this smile, why do I feel like I've seen it somewhere before?

A strong sense of uneasiness suddenly came over me.

The man raised his hand, and a golden light shot out from his fingertips, pointing directly at Baili Fatty.

"This time, I want to see where you run to."

When Baili Pang'er saw the golden light flashing under the man's feet, his heart trembled.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed: "You...you are?!"