Many people went to the windows and looked out into the courtyard below.

Feng Xinlan was sitting in the corner, already close, so she also walked over at this time and looked down.

In the courtyard, at first glance there is nothing wrong with it. But if you look closely, you will find that the situation is somewhat abnormal - at this moment, in the courtyard, not to mention the others, at least the twenty or thirty armed police soldiers, it seems that something is wrong. They formed a small phalanx, and each one stood straight, as if they were about to start their morning exercises. And around their small phalanx, there were quite a few people standing there, discussing something with the warriors. Everyone's faces seemed to be full of enthusiasm.

Seeing this, Wei Lu pursed his lips, nodded again, and didn't speak, while Qin Bingxuan raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was smiling—Feng Xinlan also reacted quickly.

Yes, she understood what they were going to do.

Yesterday it was these people, who were about to leave for a while, but after Zhao Zijian stopped them and killed a few Beijing birds with his own hands, these people never mentioned the matter of leaving, but they just stayed, and there was nothing else. At first, Feng Xinlan couldn't help but think in her heart, she always felt that this matter should not be ended so hastily.

As far as she is concerned, she will feel that Zhao Zijian's killing of Jingniao is a very important thing, and it is also a very important thing - how serious everyone's worries about the future are, how serious the fear of the Jingniao is, and how amazing the shock that Zhao Zijian brought to everyone when he killed Jingniao.

Such an important matter ended so simply, just preventing a group of people from leaving? This made Feng Xinlan subconsciously feel that this matter was missing a big piece.

Now, seeing this scene in the courtyard, she understands: what should come will always come, but many things need a certain amount of time for everyone to digest and react.

Feng Xinlan saw that Zhao Zijian, like everyone else, went to the window to take a look, and then saw him shake his head slightly and smiled. But before he could say anything, Qin Bingxuan said, "Let's go down and take a look, we need to gather people's hearts now." ”

Zhao Zijian thought about it and nodded.

At that moment, as if it was an illusion, Feng Xinlan felt as if she felt Zhao Zijian's hesitation for a moment - she didn't understand it a little, but she felt that it seemed to be a very normal thing for this thing to happen to Zhao Zijian.

With his own strength, kill the murderer, protect the safety of everyone, so as to win the admiration and admiration of everyone, and is about to win the willing follower of everyone, this is the fate of a hero.

At this time, the vast majority of people must be passionate and can't help but shout, right?

But Zhao Zijian seems to be the one who will hesitate.

Because there are not many opportunities for contact, Feng Xinlan has always felt that she doesn't know much about Zhao Zijian, but since Huo Dongwen apprenticed to Zhao Zijian, in the past six months, there has been a lot of indirect contact with each other - although she has not formally apprenticed, Feng Xinlan has been studying with her uncle Huo Yunming since she was a teenager, and her relationship with Huo Dongwen's cousin is comparable to that of an unusual cousin or senior sister and brother.

Cousin Huo Dongwen will tell some stories about his master, some occasional comments from his uncle Huo Yunming, and another brief contact because of the "Strike Hard" in Minghu City some time ago, etc., etc., etc., all of which are mixed together, making Feng Xinlan subconsciously feel that Zhao Zijian does not seem to be a person who is keen on fame or status - or rather, he is actually a person who does not like to stand on the stage.

He likes to hide in the shadows.

He never seems to shirk what he should do, and he can always solve it decisively and simply in a particularly beautiful way, but he rarely shows off like Huo Dongwen.

His personality seems to be somewhat low-key and calm, which is extremely rare among young people of the same age.

But this time, I don't know if he was moved by Qin Bingxuan's words, or if Zhao Zijian himself also felt that there was some kind of necessity, so after he showed his extremely strong combat effectiveness in a rare public and high-profile manner last night, he stood up again.

Feng Xinlan also followed.

In front of the hall of the villa, there were fifty or sixty people standing, and when they saw a group of people in the villa come out, especially when they saw Zhao Zijian walking out, the armed police soldiers quickly sorted out the formation, and the people next to them were obviously not in the armed police team, and they all followed the same line.

The next scene, even many years later, Feng Xinlan remembers it clearly.

The armed police soldiers elected a person to come out, looking like the one who took the lead last night, he saluted the people on the steps, and then said: "We discussed it collectively again, we all hope to stay, follow you, and kill the big bird!"

His voice fell, and more than a dozen people outside the queue, who were barely in a team, also followed in a chaotic manner: "Teacher Zhao, you accept us as apprentices, we want to learn kung fu from you, and we also want to kill that big bird!"

Looking at the hopeful expressions on their faces and listening to their passionate words, Feng Xinlan subconsciously turned her head to look at Zhao Zijian.

At this time, Zhao Zijian smiled and said: "Of course I welcome you to stay, we had a one-night meeting last night, discussed all night, discussed how to deal with the current situation, we have formulated some methods, that is, we hope that every survivor can live." These measures also require the joint efforts of everyone to make it possible. ”

With that, he raised his hand and pointed in a southeasterly direction.

There, the sun is rising.

There, the fire caused by an outbreak last night burned for almost the whole night, and it was not until near dawn that the fire gradually faded, and it is estimated that it has not been completely extinguished until now.

There, last night, under half of the fiery red sky, Zhao Zijian killed as many as seven Jing Birds in just one or two minutes.

When everyone looked over there, Zhao Zijian said: "However, if everyone is willing to stay, the next thing will be very hard, for example, I am now going to take a few people together, go a few kilometers away, find a way to get a Beijing bird back, stew meat, and solve the problem of breakfast for everyone, is anyone willing to go together?"

Yesterday, things happened very suddenly, and then everyone was in a coma for a long time, and the mood was also ups and downs and depressed, and the matter of eating was not considered for a while, although after coming to this villa, the people organized by Qin Bingxuan here still quickly sent some convenient food to the people who rushed over, but it was just a cushion for the stomach, and it was another night at this time, and the stomach was already empty。

At that moment, more than forty people under the steps of the big villa shouted almost immediately-

"I'll go!"

"I'm signing up!"

"Go, of course!"

Looking at everyone's enthusiastic appearance, subconsciously comparing the same people in their hearts, who were all desperate to escape last night, Feng Xinlan subconsciously showed a smile, almost subconsciously, she actually raised her hand and said, "I also sign up!"

…………

Everything just started with a bang.

As a deep participant in it, Feng Xinlan couldn't help but feel dizzy.

There were fifty or sixty people in a large group—in fact, up to now, there were a total of eighty or ninety people gathered in the villa, and most of them had gone this time—and everyone followed behind Zhao Zijian, all the way through the streets full of dead people and abandoned cars, to the battlefield last night.

Along the way, everyone walked through many streets together, but they didn't encounter even a single Beijing bird.

This road, of course, was taken casually every day, but now, just one day apart, everyone walked behind Zhao Zijian, dozens of people talked and laughed and strode forward, and suddenly there was a feeling of excitement - although it was only less than a day, after experiencing the Beijing Bird dominating the sky over the city, and Zhao Zijian killed and expelled the Beijing Bird, everyone suddenly found the feeling of "city master" again.

Then, everyone finally saw the battlefield of last night.

The first thing that caught my eye was the two Beijing birds whose bodies had fallen on the road, and the blood that flowed dozens of meters under each of them - only when I saw it with my own eyes did I know that this bird was really so big.

Regardless of the wings, claws, necks, etc., just talking about their body torsos is the size of a room - Feng Xinlan didn't know how to convert here, but just by looking at it, her subconscious instinct felt that this bird must not weigh as much as a dozen tons!

However, although it was heavy, it was still nothing in front of dozens of sturdy men.

The two trees that everyone had spent half an hour cutting down just now, and the large stretcher that they had simply made, came in handy at this time—more than 30 people, and they lifted it!

Feng Xinlan, as a girl, although she participated, was subconsciously excluded from the scope of doing this kind of hard work by a group of men - walking back to the road of seven or eight miles, and everyone carried her back with high spirits, just like a primitive tribe returning from hunting!

As we walked, we had a lively discussion.

Some people say that this guy looks big, and it doesn't seem to weigh much.

Some people say that the bones of birds are empty, so that they can fly.

Others said that this guy was so light that dozens of people lifted it up, and after a while, he didn't know how much meat he could kill, enough for everyone to eat a few meals—this caused everyone to laugh, and they all replied to him one after another, saying that there were several more over there!

Some people also say that the skin of this thing is so hard, and it can't even leave a mark when it is cut down, and ordinary people are not blessed to disemboweh him, but he still has to come to Mr. Zhao, his knife is fast enough!

They talked and laughed all the way, Feng Xinlan just followed the team, and couldn't help but smile all over her face, and then, she couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and took dozens of photos of this scene with her little power.

And as a bystander and entourage who did not need to exert effort, she also noticed that if on the way here, the roadside was only a few dodgy glances from those houses, this time, when everyone carried the big bird back, there were already people on the side of the road who couldn't stop looking.

In that gaze, there was surprise, doubt, and a hint of ...... Envy.

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