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44. Game Hunters Motorcycle Team

When they saw someone, the five people talking in the room stopped talking and found that it was Xia Yi, and then relaxed.

Xia Yi scanned their bodies, confirmed that everything was normal, and walked into the living room.

Among the five people, Xia Yi also met a fishing man.

"What are you talking about?" Xia Yi asked.

The landlord looked around, took out his cell phone from his pocket, opened the album, and showed Xia Yi one of the photos.

It was a photo of a patient lying on the hospital bed. Xia Yi stared at the patient's face. He had seen this face yesterday.

"This is a photo sent to me by someone else in the early morning. The hospital director was all infected with the plague, and it was completely out of rescue here!" The landlord's aunt's palm holding her cell phone was trembling.

Xia Yi was in a heavy mood.

How could the hospital director also get infected with the plague? Was he accidentally? Or

——The hospital’s protection cannot escape the plague virus?

If it is the latter reason, then the mask will not work.

Thinking of this, Xia Yi took two steps back and distanced the five people a little further away.

Another resident said to Xia Yi: "We are going to go out to protest. Are you with us?"

Xia Yi shook his head: "I suggest you forget it. There are no boats on the island, and protesting is useless."

"How could it be useless? We must go!" The other residents waved their arms and were excited.

"Sorry, I won't participate." Xia Yi left the door.

"I'll forget it." The fishing man, like Xia Yi, just came out to inquire about the news.

The two of them came to the stairs and closed the door.

The fishing man looked at Xia Yi: "All of them are residents of the same building. If you have any information in the future, you can exchange it."

"Maybe." Xia Yi said perfunctorily.

The two of them fell silent. Xia Yi looked at the fishing man. The fishing man looked at Xia Yi, but they did not take action.

After ten seconds of stalemate, Xia Yi asked first: "Aren't you going back?"

"Where are you?" the fishing man asked.

"If I go up the stairs, I have to turn my back to you." Xia Yi explained.

"If I insert the key into the door, I have to turn my back to you." The fishing man thought so too.

They don’t know the other person’s character and are all vigilant.

The two were silent for two more seconds. Xia Yi stepped back upstairs, and the fishing man was holding the key with his backhand.

After turning over the middle platform of the stairs, Xia Yi quickly returned home.

"How is it?" Qiu Ruoyan asked.

"The plague may not be just blood transmission and droplet transmission." Xia Yi took off her coat and changed into a new coat.

"That's trouble." Qiu Ruoyan put Xia Yi's coat into the disinfectant.

"The most troublesome thing at the moment is not this, but the order will definitely be in chaos in the future." Xia Yi sat on the sofa.

Although there is no internet, the person is still there, just like when the landlord and aunt learn the news, Xia Yi will know it immediately. The news that the dean is seriously ill will spread soon.

Those who know that they have no hope of survival will have a considerable number of them transform into thugs and persecut others.

The ordinary person Xia Yi is not very worried, but it will be very troublesome if the player also participates in it.

Xia Yi told Qiu Ruoyan that the landlord and his friends were about to go out to protest, and Qiu Ruoyan sighed.

The two stood on the balcony, watching the landlord and a group of people entering other residential buildings, gathered a large group of people, and walked towards the city center with great momentum.

At night, Xia Yi saw this group of people and walked back in a sluggish manner.

Through half a floor of stairs, Xia Yi called out to the landlord aunt who was about to open the door and asked about the situation.

He noticed that the landlord's aunt's face was pale and her eyes were flustered.

"It's over, it's all over." The landlord said in a daze, "The hospital has been blocked, and all the doctors and nurses have been infected!"

After saying that, regardless of Xia Yi's further inquiry, the landlord walked into the room and closed the door.

Glance at the fishing man who was eavesdropping on the crack in the door, Xia Yi returned home.

The dean was infected by accident and was infected by the entire hospital. Only the plague may be caused by other infections.

Xia Yi and Qiu Ruoyan stayed at home, watching the development of things quietly.

On the fifth day, two residents began to have fever, and they contracted the plague in yesterday's protest.

On the sixth day, the residents who had already moved were hiding quietly at home.

On the seventh day, the cartoons played on TV turned into black screens and there was no movement at all.

A city, a civilization of 200,000 people, completely collapsed in seven days.

In the past few days, several thugs have come to find trouble, but they are all solved by the fishing man on the fifth floor. Xia Yi took the opportunity to observe the fishing man's weapon, which is a long knife.

I didn't expect the melee route that the fishing man would take.

On the afternoon of the eighth day, the fishing man dealt with another thug holding an axe. He looked at Xia Yi who was peeking straightforwardly, feeling helpless.

He didn't want to take action either, but he lived on the fifth floor, and the thugs always found him first!

It was supposed to be renting the sixth floor!

The thug's body was thrown downstairs, and the fishing man washed his long knife with water. Suddenly he heard the sound of a motorcycle engine.

The sound is noisy, not just two or three.

His expression changed, and he hurried to the balcony and saw a team of five people coming.

The five people were wearing black clothes, helmets, and weapons such as sticks and machetes were placed behind the car.

They got out of the car with laughter and entered a building next to them, and smashing and shouting sounded.

In less than ten minutes, the residential building next to it fell into silence.

The fishing man hesitated for a moment, put on his backpack, and resolutely came downstairs.

The narrow and bad situation upstairs is not conducive to his performance.

Xia Yi and Qiu Ruoyan stood on the balcony, watching the fishing man holding a long knife and fighting with the five people.

The fishing man was probably wearing something inside the bulletproof suit. The opponent's knife slashed at him and could only knock him back.

With such protection, if these five people were just ordinary thugs, the fishing man could solve it, but these five people were not ordinary people. Their attacks were organized and they cooperated tacitly, and the fishing man retreated step by step.

These are five players.

Xia Yi took out the revolver and used the memory possession of the gunman John.

After the five people killed the fishing man, they would definitely come to find them. Helping the fishing man is helping him.

After aiming for a second, he pulled the trigger at the leader.

The bullet rubbed against the other party's helmet and landed on the ground.

Five people, including the fishing man, immediately found the cover and hid, but one of them did not move, and that was the leader.

Are you scared or don't care at all?

Xia Yi was a little worried, but he did not show it on his face. He shook his phone's gun, gestured with his fingers to a headshot action, warning the motorcycle team below.

Four motorcycle riders looked at the leader, who took off his helmet.

It was a handsome young man with a pale face, a transparent respirator, about twenty years old.

The young man touched the scratches on his helmet and smiled.

He raised his head and said to Xia Yi upstairs: "Hey, my name is Dong Tianyin, do you want to join us?"

"I refuse." Xia Yi replied.

Dong Tianyin was not angry either. He threw away his helmet and rode on the motorcycle in a swagger.

His four subordinates also got on the bus one after another, and five left along the road around the residential building.

Listening to the sound of the motorcycle getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared, the fishing man breathed a sigh of relief. He clasped his fists at Xia Yi upstairs, expressed his gratitude, and then walked towards the corridor.

"Wait!" Xia Yi said to the fishing man.

He felt something was wrong, and the memory of the gangster Susan told him that the sound of the motorcycle when it came and the sound of the motorcycle when it was gone.

His feeling was correct. As soon as he finished speaking, a loud accelerator sound suddenly appeared. From the other side of the building, a motorcycle suddenly rushed out. It was Dong Tianyin, who had his own name.

The fishing man couldn't dodge and was hit by a motorcycle head-on. Dong Tianyin grabbed his arm and dragged it to the ground and galloped away.

“Oh—hahaha!”

Dong Tianyin laughter echoed among the buildings.

Xia Yi took a deep breath, raised his pistol and pointed it at the galloping motorcycle.
Chapter completed!
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