Chapter 180 Bull
"Remember, conquer your own fears first!"
"Also, I would like to remind you that the Henry. Powers who carved the words on your stomach is not dead. He may come to you again, so please pay attention."
Wu Heng opened the car door, and Ben followed and got out of the car. Hearing this, he said fiercely:
"I am no longer the 'haystack' of my childhood. If he dares to come, I will definitely carve the name of Ben. Hans com on his belly!"
Ben slammed the lemon in his hand to the ground, making a squeaking sound, like the sound of a corpse smashed to pieces.
"Very good momentum."
Wu Heng saw that his training was still fruitful, so he agreed.
"So be it!"
"I'm going to find some help. You can do what you should do. You can contact me at any time."
Wu Heng With Ben. Hans com's reluctant eyes, he closed the car door and was stared at by a man with such eyes, which made him feel a little chilly.
Although he knew that Ben didn't mean that.
Wu Heng After planning the route in the car, the exhaust pipe spewed out a stream of light black exhaust gas, far away from Ben's sight.
Heading towards the east.
The place he is going to is Lincoln City located in the eastern part of Nebraska, which is the capital and second largest city of the state.
After driving along the lane for two hours, Wu Heng has arrived on Highway 275.
It's still two hours away from Lincoln highway.
He gently turned on the car stereo and played a rhapsody by Queen. Along with the music, he stepped on the accelerator again and drove quickly, making a shaking sound from the car windows.
At this time, there were not many vehicles on the highway.
In front of him, there was a silver car driving.
The car's roof was cut off in half, and a huge bull stood in the passenger seat. Its horns were as thick as an adult's calf and nearly two meters wide.
Wu Heng frowned and quickly turned the steering wheel.
Because of the bull in the car in front, as the tail swung, a black-gray filth spurted out, and the rear window of the silver car seemed to be covered with black cement.
There was also a large amount of filth thrown into the air with the speed of the car.
If Wu Heng hadn't moved the steering wheel, his car would probably have been hit by water.
But his attention is not here.
When the cow dung was poured out, Wu Heng observed that after being poured on the road, a filthy human-shaped dung appeared.
He concentrated his vision and observed the evil spirit inside. This was an evil that was good at hiding.
The singing in the car had a sizzling electric sound. The high-pitched singing completely changed its tone and became stuck, like the roar of an evil ghost. This was the influence of changes in the electromagnetic field.
Wu Heng reached out and turned off the sound and continued to observe the situation.
The dirt on the roadside seemed to have been poured on the transparent glass, and was slowly sliding down. Then suddenly it seemed to have lost its support, and it all poured onto the ground with a crash.
The evil spirit disappears!
Wu Heng raised his gaze and looked at the silver car in front of him.
The vehicle carrying the bull was filled with evil spirits, the steering wheel suddenly lost its function, and it spun rapidly on the spot. It kept drifting in circles, like a crazy bull.
Wu Heng slowly slowed down the car.
The bull in the car was frightened and jumped out of the car with a moo.
The silver car stopped spinning, its lights turned on, and its body swayed left and right, as if it was doing warm-up exercises.
The bull also lowered its head and made a "moo" sound, squinting its eyes, extending its thick horns forward, and pawing the ground with its right front hoof, clearing away the gravel.
With the roar of the engine, as if a signal was turned on, the two collided hard and made a roar.
The horn was inserted into the front hood, half of the right corner was broken off, the front of the car collapsed and the door was thrown open.
The bull's forehead skin was also torn, exposing a piece of bone. In this way, it stopped the violent car.
Inside the car, a middle-aged man wearing a shoulder-length black shirt with muscular arms and a face covered in blood climbed out of the open door, holding a hammer in his hand.
He stood up unsteadily and hit the car hard with the hammer. He knew that something was wrong with his car and was hurting him and the bull.
The smashed vehicle took two steps back. The car that was supposed to be broken continued to spray exhaust fumes, and the wheels rotated slightly, as if it was accumulating force.
The bull took two steps back slightly while holding its exposed scalp and broken horns.
"Kibo, leave quickly."
The middle-aged man roared loudly at the bull, and used the weight of the hammer in his hand to hit the car cover hard, trying to break it.
The bull glanced at its master, gave a slight 'moo' sound, as if to tell him to move away, and then continued to move its right front hoof.
"With the Lord's divine power, bring Satan and Parade to the world."
"Driving all the demons that harm human souls into hell."
"Amen!"
When he was about to be caught under the wheel in middle age, a voice sounded.
A thick book Bible was held in his right hand and slapped hard on the car body.
A sound three times louder than the impact of a bull came out, which made the middle-aged man's ears buzz. It took him ten seconds to recover.
He turned over and lay flat on the ground, looking at the young priest with one arm sunk deeply into the car, wearing a black robe and a golden cross on his chest. He smiled brightly.
"Amen!"
The bull also slowly walked to his master's side, driving his front hooves to the ground, and slowly knelt down to Wu Heng, then turned his head and gently licked the middle-aged man.
The blood from its forehead dripped onto the middle-aged face and was licked clean again.
Wu Heng's right hand, which was deeply embedded in the car body, moved slightly, and the nail of the thumb scratched the index finger. A drop of blood flowed out, penetrated into the car body, and disappeared.
He took out his hand and saw that Bible had been cut into pieces by the cracked iron piece.
"Father, thank you for your help!"
The title shouted by the middle-aged man had a strong western accent and seemed a bit vague.
"Your bull is very good, do you need to get out of here?" Wu Heng asked.
The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the injured bull. He knew that Wu Heng's car could only be used by himself to leave alone, but he couldn't bear to part with 'Kibo'.
"I'll call the veterinarian first. Kibo's injuries are much more serious than mine, so we should save him first."
The middle-aged man looked at the top of the bull's head, where the scalp was pried open like a bag and the bones were exposed, and he gave a heart-wrenching smile.
He is a farmer in the west. Although he is not a rich man, he is not short of money. This time he plans to go to Lincoln City to participate in a bullfighting competition. He has a professional veterinarian and the staff is on the way here.
"Okay, I'll leave first."
"Father, where should I find you?" the middle-aged man asked quickly.
"Looking for me?"
This man had good courage when facing evil spirits. Wu Heng showed a gentle smile, lifted up the broken Bible in his hand, and showed it.
"You really have to find me. If you break my Bible, you need to pay for it!"
"Aren't you going to Lincoln City? Then watch more TV. Even if you can't participate in the bullfight, you may be able to participate in other competitions."
Wu Heng said something meaningful, then turned around and returned to his car.
He turned his head and looked at the evil spirit that followed.
Its appearance is a brown denim jacket, windbreaker, cowboy hat, and jeans, with a white skeleton underneath.
This evil spirit is very good at hiding. Wu Heng didn't even notice it without concentrating his eyesight.
I just didn't expect it to be poured out by a pile of cow dung.
Still enslaved by Wu Heng.