The night was getting darker.

This was supposed to be a time when everyone should be asleep in a dream.

But some people are unusually sober.

In the dimly lit factory, two figures moved rapidly against the wall.

Avoiding the sight of the patrolmen at the West Gate, Yang Wanli and Ah Zhu trotted to the back of the warehouse.

It's not an obvious location, but if the three patrolmen on the north fence happen to pass by, there's still a good chance that they'll be spotted.

Yang Wanli turned around to confirm the location of those people, and then moved towards the door of the warehouse with Ah Zhu one after another.

It can be seen that Azhu is very nervous.

Yang Wanli stopped, motioned for her to take a few more deep breaths, and then continued walking.

When he reached the position near the door, Yang Wanli probed out slightly.

The man in charge of guarding the warehouse had a submachine gun in his hand.

He didn't know where he had moved a stool, and he sat there, looking completely drowsy.

The two eyelids kept pressing down, then opening, pressing down again, and opening again.

Seeing him repeat this more than a dozen times, Yang Wanli decided that he couldn't wait for him to fall asleep completely.

He briefly talked to Ah Zhu about the idea of action, and then took a small fruit knife and walked around the other side of the warehouse gate from the rear.

Ah Zhu closed his eyes and exhaled hard.

Adjusting her mind like this, she gently lowered the iron rod against the wall. Then he patted his face and tried to put on a smiling face.

After all the preparations were made, she walked slowly out of the wall.

"Hi, big brother. ”

She smiled and waved at the guard.

The man looked at him tiredly, as if his mind had become a little dull because he was too sleepy. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Are you the one, Ah Zhu who always follows Brother Leng?"

As soon as he finished saying this, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"No, didn't you die in a car accident?"

The man looked at him suspiciously, and his hands subconsciously clenched the submachine gun hanging on his chest.

Ah Zhu blinked his eyes and grinned deliberately, "That's right, because I'm a ghost, and I'm here to ask for your life!"

The man's expression stiffened obviously, and he was just about to react, when Yang Wanli, who was lurking from behind, had already reached out to cover his mouth. The blade of the fruit knife quickly sliced through the man's neck, and his body twitched instinctively, and then the whole person went limp.

Yang Wanli held his body and quickly looked to both sides, the people on the north side of the fence had not come around, and the people at the west gate did not look this way.

Originally, he wanted to pull this person's body aside, but then he thought about it, and there was a good chance that the other patrols would soon find out. So he had an idea and dragged the man's body back to the stool. Let him pose as if he was asleep. Then he removed the submachine gun from his chest and turned to the door of the warehouse.

Azhu stood next to him, in charge of helping him keep an eye on the west and north.

Yang Wanli looked at the lock on the door, frowning slightly, he rummaged through the corpse's body, but did not find the key to the door lock.

Ah Zhu looked at him helplessly, "I seem to have heard that the key to the warehouse has always been on Uncle Jin's body." ”

"This old fox ......"

Yang Wanli frowned and thought about it, it was definitely unrealistic to go to Uncle Jin to find the key. He wouldn't pick the lock, so the only way left was to break the lock. But then those in charge of patrolling will also spot them immediately.

He exhaled and looked at the distance between the north and west sides.

It is conservatively estimated that they have thirty seconds to enter the warehouse and set fire to the door after he shoots it, and then escapes. Overall, time is very tight.

He looked at Ah Zhu and whispered to her, "You go back the same way now to join Chen Yuan." ”

"What about you?"

"You don't have to worry about me, I'll be over soon after I set this place on fire. ”

Ah Zhu looked at him uneasily, "But after you shoot, the patrolmen around here will gather here." ”

"That's why I let you go first. If I'm alone, it's easy to run away from here. ”

Yang Wanli said very confidently, and it is easy for people to have an undoubted feeling.

Ah Zhu pursed her lips, even though Yang Wanli said so, she still felt that this choice was very dangerous.

She hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively: "Otherwise, let's not set fire here, let's go directly to meet Chen Yuan." The place where your friends are locked up should be guarded by only one person. We'll be able to save him for sure. ”

"I see what you mean. ”

Yang Wanli replied lightly, "However, I will burn this warehouse no matter what." ”

He looked at Ah Zhu and urged, "You don't care, go quickly." ”

Ah Zhu nodded nervously, "Then you should be careful." ”

"Hmm. ”

After seeing Azhu run away, Yang Wanli looked at the patrol officers in the northwest and northwest directions again.

No one is paying attention to the situation here.

He quickly ripped off the corpse's shirt and wrapped it around the muzzle of his rifle, trying to soften the sound of the gunfire a little.

When he was ready, he shot the door lock.

Despite the cushioning of clothes, it can still be heard very clearly in this quiet factory.

Yang Wanli didn't pay attention to the patrols who found out about the situation here, but rushed into the warehouse as soon as possible.

He quickly poured gasoline on the supplies inside, and then lit the lighter in his hand.

The whole process took him about fifteen seconds, and the moment he threw down the lighter, the raging fire quickly burned along the gasoline.

Yang Wanli rushed out of the door with a gun, and the four patrolmen on the west side had already found him.

The men shouted and cursed as they raised their guns.

"Suddenly—da-da-"

Bullets flew wildly.

Yang Wanli blocked it by the corpse sitting on the stool in front of him.

Then the people on the north side of the fence also rushed over.

Yang Wanli took the lead in firing a few shots at them, then turned around and ran towards the back of the warehouse.

"him!"

"Let's put out the fire first!

The sudden change made the whole factory boil in an instant.

Chen Yuan hid in his place, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

He propped up his upper body and looked in the direction of the spread of the fire.

Patrols from the east and south also rushed there.

Soon, he saw Azhu's figure appear in front of him.

Chen Yuan quickly jumped off the wall and ran forward after her.

After converging, the two of them hid by the wall, "Where is Brother Wan?"

Ah Zhu gasped and responded: "He said he would come over immediately." ”

"Okay, then let's go straight to the place where Miller is being held. ”

The fire in the warehouse is getting bigger and bigger, and many of the survivors living here are waking up.

If you look down from the heights, you can see that many people have run out of the house and rushed to the warehouse to help put out the fire.

Chen Yuan and Ah Zhu quickly arrived at their destination, and the people in charge of the guards had already run to put out the fire, and there was no one around. Chen Yuan kicked the door open directly, and then turned on the flashlight.

In less than twenty square meters of space, a rope hung down from the door beam and bound Miller's hands, leaving him in a state of being suspended in mid-air. His body was covered with all kinds of scars, many of which had not yet scabbed, and it looked shocking.

"Millet!"

Chen Yuan screamed eagerly, and immediately rushed over to cut the rope.

He helped him untie the rope as he watched him call out "Millet, Millet, wake up, wake up!"

In a trance, he slowly opened his eyes.

It seemed to be numb from pain, so there was no expression on his face.

Through the dim light, he gradually saw Chen Yuan's face clearly.

There was a look of doubt in the two tired eyes.

It felt like I was dreaming.

"Mi Le! It's me! I'm Chen Yuan!"

"Brother Yuan......"

Miller said vaguely, "How is that possible...... Am I dreaming?"

"No! It's not a dream! It's really me! I'll take you now!"

Chen Yuan said as he stood up with Miller's arm.

Yang Wanli followed and appeared at the door, the gunshots rang out fiercely, and he said loudly to Chen Yuan: "Hurry! There are more and more of them!"