The drivers of those vehicles snapped out of their daze, immediately started their engines, and sped away.
Once all the vehicles were several hundred meters away.
Yang Yong and Wang Ying unleashed several fierce attacks on the Black Goat, forcing it back, then immediately shouted to Zheng Xiaofeng.
"Big oaf! Stop fighting! Catch up with the convoy!"
At their words, Zheng Xiaofeng immediately stopped attacking. The three abandoned the fight, turned, and ran.
Wang Ying and Yang Yong leaped up, landing neatly on the steel giant's left and right shoulders.
Zheng Xiaofeng took great strides, each one covering several times an ordinary person's step.
He moved extremely fast.
Before long, he caught up with the last vehicle.
It was Yang Yong's pickup truck.
Zheng Xiaofeng flung the two of them into the truck bed, then dropped his steel giant form and leaped into the bed himself.
The three faced one another in the truck bed, gasping for breath, still shaken.
Yang Yong's heart was heavy.
If they kept blundering around like headless chickens.
They would definitely encounter more Eerie creatures and be worn down sooner or later.
He immediately climbed into the cab and spoke to Mang Dabiao in a low voice.
"Catch up and get out front to lead the way!"
"Use your ability to sense Eerie creatures. Try to avoid them before they notice us!"
Mang Dabiao said nothing, merely slammed its snake tail down on the accelerator.
The pickup shot toward the front of the convoy like an arrow loosed from a bow.
Soon, the pickup overtook the SUV ahead and reached the very front of the convoy.
Everyone in the vehicles behind was dumbstruck by the sight.
Someone pointed at the cab, his finger trembling uncontrollably. "Th-that's Mr. Yang Yong's truck, isn't it? Is he going