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Chapter 1133 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (4)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (Part Fourteen)

Song Ning was in a sorry state. The car behind him was only going 20 miles per hour, driving at a leisurely pace, as if it were strolling down the street.

Every now and then a whooshing sound would cut through the air, which was undoubtedly Big Head throwing stones at him.

Although he tried his best to dodge, Song Ning had been hit once on his right shoulder, back, and both thighs, which slowed his escape. The foul language and insults from the big head behind him grew louder and louder.

Big Head said smugly, "You can't do anything by running yourself ragged. You think killing your cousin will make you live a good life? What an idiot! Without your cousin, no one can manage the base properly, do you understand? Do you think just anyone can develop a base?"

"If I were as pretty as you, I would have offered myself up to you long ago. If you had been more self-aware, you would have been living the high life when your cousin was in a good mood. Instead, you made things like this. See? You thought you could escape? Now you're in our hands."

He was still gloating, juggling a stone in his hand, preparing to throw it again, when the figure in front of him suddenly slowed down and then slowly turned around.

Just as Da Tou thought Song Ning had finally resigned himself to his fate and was about to spout nonsense, he saw Song Ning suddenly take off his mask, revealing a pair of eyes filled with determination.

We're getting closer. Just a little closer would be perfect.

Song Ning removed her mask to suppress a surge of excitement, but coldly retorted with a sarcastic remark.

"Living a life of luxury? If it weren't for Li Dabiao pretending to be a grandson for over a year to deceive his former superiors and push people into the zombie horde, we could all live well with our own hands. At least we wouldn't have to work like slaves every day, not even getting a bite to eat before we close our eyes."

Li Dabiao's base wasn't originally established by him alone. The original base leader was in his prime, resourceful, and treated the people in the base fairly well. At least, as he said, as long as everyone actively sought out work, they could at least make a living on their own.

What's despicable is that heartless Li Dabiao. Back when the base leaders rescued them from the zombies, Li Dabiao pretended to be a simple-minded, brute, and foolish man. He kept this up for over a year before finally tricking the very wary leader into leaving and killing him.

When Big Head heard him mention this, his face immediately darkened. "You guys are alive in this apocalypse and you don't even know how to be grateful? Just as my cousin said, you're a bunch of lazybones, greedy and lazy. Enough nonsense, hurry up and come back with us. You'd better behave yourself before I get angry!"

He was saying this, but he was actually directing the driver to drive straight towards Song Ning. His expression was ferocious, but he was actually very panicked inside.

How does Song Ning know about the past? Didn't my cousin say that no one was allowed to mention this matter? The guys who joined the base later shouldn't know about this. No, Song Ning can't be allowed to live. He has to be killed, otherwise he'll only cause trouble in the future!

A faint sense of regret flashed through his mind. Upon closer inspection, this guy named Song Ning was indeed quite handsome. No wonder his cousin had chosen him after getting tired of those other guys. Even with his dark complexion, one could tell he was a top-tier handsome man. They hadn't even noticed him before; it was such a waste.

pity……

"Bang!"

Just as the car was about to accelerate, Da Tou felt the front of the car suddenly sag. His chin hit his chest, and his teeth made a clanging sound. Before he could figure out what was happening, the car had already plunged headfirst into the trap. The driver didn't have time to dodge and a crowbar pierced right through his chest. His eyes widened and went dark in no time.

Everything happened so fast in the blink of an eye. Before Da Tou could even feel relieved that he had escaped a disaster, the sound of something heavy slamming down on the back of the car startled him back to his senses. He struggled to unbuckle his seatbelt and looked back, his pupils dilating to their maximum size in an instant.

Under the scorching sun, Song Ning raised a crowbar high in his hand and stabbed it fiercely into his eye!

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Clean water slowly trickled from the treasured kettle. Song Ning, expressionless, stretched out one hand and carefully used the water to rinse away the blood splattered on it.

The blood was slightly dark and thick. Song Ning looked at it with some confusion. Was this the blood that a normal human should have?

Is he also born with this blood type? Or is it just a problem with his large head?

These questions swirled in his mind for less than two minutes before Song Ning abruptly shoved the kettle into his coat, grabbed the blood-stained crowbar in his hand, and looked behind him. "Who's there?"

Could it be that Da Tou and his group split into two groups to chase after him?

The black panther gradually emerged from the shadows high above. Song Ning's eyes, which had been lifeless, suddenly lit up. He casually threw aside the crowbar and rushed to meet it.

"Brother Leopard, why did you follow me? Are you worried about me?"

The black panther didn't speak, but leaped down from the height and landed silently, demonstrating the big cat's agility.

The big cat circled him twice, its slightly damp nose twitching gently. Song Ning immediately took two steps back, feeling a little embarrassed. "I... I just finished hunting, and I smell bad. I'll wash up when I get back..."

The big cat stretched out its paw, and just as Song Ning was wondering what it was going to do, the paw gently patted the back of his foot.

The force was light and airy, yet it carried a clear sense of reassurance. Song Ning stood there in a daze for a second, her eyes slightly reddening as she smiled with relief.

"Thank you for not minding me, Brother Leopard. Let's pack up and head back."

The big cat lowered its paw, took a few steps forward, and then turned back—the action couldn't have been clearer.

Song Ning quickly grabbed the crowbar and water bottle, and as she chased after him, her tone became light and lively. "What a pity. I originally wanted to trick the person out of the car. Maybe then I could have gotten the car. Li Dabiao put a lot of effort into modifying this car."

Black Panther subtly slowed down and gradually walked alongside Song Ning.

Song Ning rambled on about his plan, "But they definitely brought food and other things with them. Although the car is unusable, we have tools to dismantle the usable parts. Most importantly, they definitely have gasoline. That's a valuable commodity. Li Dabiao treasures gasoline like the plague. I just don't know how much is left in the car."

"Brother Leopard, it looks like it's still early today. Why don't you come with me later and bring the cart to pick up all these things? I feel like we can use them all. By the way, did you remember to add firewood to the fire I left for you?"

The black panther's evenly spaced plum blossom pattern on the road suddenly tilted two rows, its tail flicked twice, and it continued walking silently onward.