"I've seen it." Ye Xinyuan nodded.

Qin Huan asked again: "Then...has anyone else read this letter?"

Ye Xinyuan shook his head seriously and said: "No, that girl only saw the dumplings and didn't even notice that there was a letter under the dumplings."

Qin Huan nodded and fell into deep thought. After a long time, he asked Ye Xinyuan: "Do you think the content in the letter is reliable?"

Ye Xinyuan thought for a while and replied: "It's hard to say, but after all, the dumplings are there. I tried them myself and made sure there was no problem before sending them over."

"Then this is very strange..." Qin Huan said depressedly: "Xing Tianran told me that before the old secretary fell into coma, he told him that all this might be caused by the Qingshui family, and that their deliberate plan was for a big conspiracy.

, but now they are sending dumplings again? What is this? Give a stick to a piece of candy?"

In fact, Ye Xinyuan is also very confused. Although she knows far less than Qin Huan, she doesn't trust the Qingshui family to kindly send scarce supplies, and in such a strange way. But there are hundreds of boxes.

Quick-frozen dumplings have indeed solved an urgent need. This fact cannot be ignored here.

"Forget it... Ignore him. Anyway, now that we have figured it out, there is no way to settle the score with them. It will be easy to survive no matter what." Qin Huan was the most pragmatic, but after he finished speaking, he said sadly: "But hundreds of boxes of dumplings are not good for us.

For the problems we are facing now, it is just a drop in the bucket. Without enough strong armed support, we will still die sooner or later... If these people from the Qingshui family really want to help us, why don't they just take us out through the passage?"

"Maybe... they are just acting quietly, right?" Ye Xinyuan expressed his thoughts.

"Oh? What should I say?"

Ye Xinyuan said: "Although my impression of the Qingshui family is not very good now, combined with what Captain Qin said just now, I feel that these Japanese are unreliable... But I know the girl Qingshui Masato, who took refuge at the beginning

When the shelter was first built, she visited and inspected it layer by layer, asking us if we were satisfied with the shelter and what was missing. Basically, she responded to our requests and made changes on the spot if we were dissatisfied... I originally thought

The young ladies from such a big family all have big noses. It would be great if they could look at us, but I didn’t expect that this girl really wants to do something practical... Anyway... I always feel that there must be some of us here.

We know the inside story, not to mention that the old secretary only spoke of speculation and suspicion, and it remains to be discussed exactly who caused all this."

After hearing this, Qin Huan probably understood what Ye Xinyuan meant. Yes, people have two skins, and it is not appropriate to listen to one thing or believe it.

"What you said makes sense, but again, food is solved, water is also a problem, water is also solved, there are still hundreds of thousands of infected people outside, if we can't deal with these, even if we send Buddha to jump over the wall tomorrow, we won't be able to eat.

Now." Qin Huan has rarely been as depressed as he is today.

This is not because Qin Huan is tired or anything else, but what he is thinking about now is not only his own life and death, nor whether a certain task can be successfully completed, but whether the nearly 30,000 people behind him can

The question of survival is even the question of whether the entire shelter can survive this disaster.

Hearing this, Ye Xinyuan smiled and comforted: "Captain Qin, what's the old saying? It won't be dark forever, and it won't rain all the time. The road will become brighter as we go, and the water will become clearer as we go.

So, I think as long as we hold on, we will be able to get through this difficulty."

Qin Huan looked at Ye Xinyuan and laughed: "Zi Zi, Ye Zi, you really make me, a brother, ashamed. Okay, I understand. I will not give up. As long as I am still breathing, I will never let anyone

The infected crossed the line!"

Ye Xinyuan smiled brightly: "Yeah!"

…

The lowest level of Shelter No. 1 in Xiongan New Area, sedimentation tank.

Song Zhenlin held the butt of the cigarette and inhaled deeply, and then highlighted the suffocation in his heart. In the smoke, he asked Zhang Fengyu: "So, what are you going to do next?"

Zhang Fengyu, who was squatting on the edge of the sedimentation tank, looked at the dying woman in front of him and said: "Next, let's go down, repair the optical cable, and then broadcast the situation here live."

A woman with a body as pale as paper had a cracked chest, and an underdeveloped baby was killed by Zhang Fengyu when half of its head was exposed. Such a crime can no longer be described as horrific. It is blasphemy and a manifestation of chaos sinking to the extreme.

.

"Repairing optical cables? Do you think any of our brothers seems to have such skills?"

Zhang Fengyu stood up and said: "I can, you just need to come with me and help."

Song Zhenlin understood. He stood up and looked at the seven corpses lined up by the pool. A black-faced man was among them.

Walking over, sighing deeply, Song Zhenlin said to the dead brothers: "Brothers, I'm sorry. I originally thought that we could get together and drink together after this, but it seems we can only wait until the Qingming Festival next year.

Then, I’ll get drunk with you alone for a while.”

Zhang Fengyu stood up without saying a word.

There were only four soldiers left who could move around on their own. They found gasoline barrels and prepared to incinerate the bodies on the spot. This was what Zhang Fengyu meant... After all, they had all been touched by this woman. Even if they died, sooner or later

They will wake up again, but by then they are no longer themselves.

Song Zhenlin leaned down and arranged the clothes and appearance of the dead brothers one by one. When he got to the black-faced man, Song Zhenlin's hands trembled obviously. While wiping the black-faced man's face, he said: "Old Hei, you

It seems that it doesn’t matter whether you wipe your face or not...but...hehe...but, you are usually slovenly, so I have to clean it up for you..."

Zhang Fengyu didn't urge him, he just kept watching silently.

"I know you like the girl, but you don't have the guts to say it... But do you know, the girl secretly told me that she actually likes you. You said that you are so black and pretty, how can you be attracted by the girl's dewy look?

The girl is attracted to you?! It’s just that the girl is thin-skinned and keeps telling me not to tell you. I have to wait for you to speak first... But you are so stupid... You are so stupid that you are so dead..." At this point

Song Zhenlin could no longer control his emotions. He cried. A grown man cried like a child.

"But you can sleep peacefully now, and I won't bother you with my snoring. You... just sleep well..." Song Zhenlin finished speaking, and just as he was about to get up, the black-faced man suddenly opened his eyes.

, and at the same time grabbed Song Zhenlin's wrist and shouted: "Brother!! I don't want to die yet!"

Song Zhenlin was stunned, and several soldiers with tears in their eyes were also frightened. They immediately raised their guns and were about to shoot. Song Zhenlin saw this and stopped him quickly: "Don't shoot!! My brother is still alive! My brother is still alive!"

"

The black-faced man yelled and then coughed several times, coughing up blood every time. The soldiers looked at each other with some suspicion.

However, Song Zhenlin looked surprised. He quickly helped the black-faced man up and said angrily: "What are you doing standing still? Get the first aid kit quickly!"

A little soldier shouted and was about to go, but was stopped by Zhang Fengyu.

The little soldier looked at Zhang Fengyu in confusion. Zhang Fengyu walked over and said to Song Zhenlin: "He is dead. Don't have any illusions anymore."

Song Zhenlin looked up at Zhang Fengyu when he heard this: "Ah? What did you say?"

"It's just the appearance of chaos. The deeper you sink, the easier it is to fall into complete chaos. Let it go..." Zhang Fengyu said calmly.

Song Zhenlin couldn't understand this. He lowered his head and looked at the brother in his arms. Although the black-faced man was weak, he was still breathing. Why did Zhang Fengyu say that he was dead?

"No..." Song Zhenlin shook his head after a while and said: "My brother is not dead yet, I can feel it..."

Zhang Fengyu frowned slightly when he heard this, and took another step forward: "Get out of the way."

Song Zhenlin didn't move, he even hugged his brother tightly.

Zhang Fengyu said again: "Get out of the way!"

This time, it was obvious that Zhang Fengyu was angry.

Song Zhenlin was also angry: "What the hell! I don't understand what you are saying. I only know that my brother is still alive! He is still angry! So, stop talking about useless things! Little bean sprouts, go get first aid."

Box! Hurry up!"

Hearing this, the little soldier glanced at Zhang Fengyu hesitantly. Zhang Fengyu remained silent. He stared at Song Zhenlin, and Song Zhenlin was also looking at him. Their eyes met and they could see the disappointment in the other's eyes.

Xiao Dou Ya came back with the first aid kit, but before he ran over, he saw Zhang Fengyu raised his hand, and Xiao Dou Ya floated up in the air. Then Zhang Fengyu stretched out his hand to Song Zhenlin, followed by his index finger and middle finger, and the two of them were separated in an instant

.

Song Zhenlin, who was trapped by the invisible force, was shocked and angry. He roared: "What are you going to do!! Zhang! What are you going to do??"

Zhang Fengyu told him what he was going to do with practical actions: "All things are born, but they are all chaotic...Whether you believe it or not, he is already dead, and what is alive now is just an illusion trying to drag you into chaos.

That’s all…”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Fengyu turned his wrist, and the black-faced man who also floated into the air let out a painful cry. His body was wrapped around by the giant python, and the sound of broken bones could be clearly heard!

Song Zhenlin's eyes were split when he saw this scene!

He roared angrily: "Stop it, Zhang! Stop it!!!"

Zhang Fengyu's face was expressionless, and several soldiers were afraid to step forward.

"Brother!!! It hurts!! Brother!! Save me, brother!!!" The black-faced man's face was distorted in pain. He shouted hoarsely, but the power became stronger and stronger, and his body became thinner and thinner.

It was tight, the bones collapsed, and blood overflowed from his mouth and nose.

Song Zhenlin was heartbroken when he heard this. He and the black-faced man had been good friends growing up in the same yard since childhood. They were as close as brothers. During this disaster, the two of them shared the joys and sorrows.

When Song Zhenlin wanted to come down with Zhang Fengyu, the black-faced man agreed without thinking. But now...he died because of himself, and even had to endure such torture...How could Song Zhenlin continue to watch.

"I'm going to fuck your grandma! Your mother's surname is Zhang, are you crazy? He's still alive! He's still alive!!! I'm going to fuck your grandma!" Song Zhenlin collapsed.

The soldier nicknamed Little Bean Sprout couldn't stand it anymore. He rushed over to stop Zhang Fengyu, but Zhang Fengyu glared back.

The black-faced man was silent at this time. His head was lowered, and blood was dripping continuously.

Zhang Fengyu's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

At this moment, the dying woman sneered: "He is obviously still alive, but you don't dare to face the fact. Are you worried that he will be like me, so you will have to spend a lot of effort to solve it?" …”

Zhang Fengyu snorted coldly when he heard this: "Shut up."

But the woman was not afraid of him, and she said to Song Zhenlin: "He lied to you. Everything in Luo Sheng is just a fool... It's all lies and nonsense. Could it be that I am also an illusion? Geez... It's really heartbreaking. , if you were crushed to death, your internal organs would explode, that would be so painful!"

Song Zhenlin lost control of his emotions when he heard this.

How could Zhang Fengyu allow this woman to confuse the crowd with her seductive words? He turned around and kicked her out of the air.
To be continued...