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The night was cool and quiet, but Meng Xiaoxian was restless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

didn't stay in the hotel for long, Meng Xiaoxian felt that even if he wasted a minute, there might be one more irreparable regret.

Unable to settle down, Meng Xiaoxian did not rest, but asked passers-by about the nearby car rental shop, she wanted to rent a motorcycle and ride to the nearest place to the disaster area first.

After paying a deposit of 10,000 yuan, Meng Xiaoxian rented a motorcycle with a full tank of fuel, and she set off, carrying a mountaineering bag more than half a person high, and set off to the disaster area.

All the way is a stumbling mountain road, Meng Xiaoxian is alone, riding a motorcycle on the mountain road, under the night moon and insects, there is also a different kind of excitement. Sometimes she would stop and look at the map on her phone, and even though the road was broken and the navigation didn't work, it was pointing in the right direction.

Just like that, after about an hour of night wind, Meng Xiaoxian finally encountered a road that could not be walked, the front was completely covered by mountains and rocks, and if he wanted to pass, he could only climb over.

With a little light provided by the mobile phone, Meng Xiaoxian climbed over, and found that there was still a long road ahead that had not been destroyed......

"Drink!" Meng Xiaoxian sighed in a low voice, and the heavy motorcycle was slowly picked up.

At this time, she has the momentum of "Xiang Yu carrying the ding", coupled with the clothes that hunt in the wind, like a bold strong man, of course, you have to ignore Meng Xiaoxian's identity as a woman to use this metaphor.

When the motorcycle was hugged by Meng Xiaoxian over the obstacles, she was already dirty, but Meng Xiaoxian had no cleanliness fetish, so she didn't care, patted her body, rode the motorcycle and continued to walk.

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Wiping her sweat, Meng Xiaoxian continued on a motorcycle, and she came to a small village.

However, she shook her head, her heart covered with deep grief, and she started the car and continued to move on, she swept through it with her ability, and the village had been buried by earth and rock, and all she saw was the wreckage of a village.

Settled down, put away the sorrow, and finally, Meng Xiaoxian arrived in a small town.

It's a poor little town, and as you can tell from the clothes of the refugees, most of them are not very rich, and it is unfortunate that sorrow has befallen them.

There are still many survivors in the town, most of them grizzled and hungry, some looking for food, some calling for friends and relatives, and some digging for valuables in the ruins......

All kinds of things in the world, good and ugly, are all revealed under the tricks of God.

A large pot of wild vegetables and instant noodles was boiling on the open ground, and the pot was already full of people, Meng Xiaoxian swept it and found that there were still a few places distributing food, and the burning bonfire made everyone's faces even more anxious.

At this time, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

No one came to greet Meng Xiaoxian, everyone was very numb, like walking corpses.

On the ruins, some people are digging with rudimentary tools, regardless of the aftershocks, with a little expectation and persistence.

The closest to Meng Xiaoxian was a young man with dyed yellow hair and shiny earrings, which could be seen as a rebellious teenager.

However, he was using a wooden stick to pick up the stones at this time, not because he didn't want to use his hands, but because his hands were already bloody and couldn't be used hard.

Meng Xiaoxian swept the collapsed house with his perspective ability, and then silently took out a compressed biscuit and a bottle of mineral water from his mountaineering bag and placed them in front of him.

She didn't persuade the young man to stop digging any further, because Meng Xiaoxian knew that saying this would attract his strange and even hateful eyes.

Meng Xiaoxian helped him unscrew the mineral water and tear off the packaging of the biscuits.

"Thank you." The yellow-haired young man said in a dry, local accent.

"You're welcome."

Meng Xiaoxian shook his head, turned around and left, Huang Mao glanced at Meng Xiaoxian deeply, as if he wanted to write her down, and then, he continued to dig into his hope.

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Immediately after, Meng Xiaoxian came to the second collapsed house, not far from Huang Mao.

"Anyone?" Meng Xiaoxian shouted and stood in place and waited.

Because the use of the ability will consume some energy, and at the critical moment, Meng Xiaoxian will try to use the ability sparingly.

A faint cry for help! Meng Xiaoxian heard a low cry for help.

The source of the sound was next to him, of course, there was also a sound not far away, Meng Xiaoxian thought about it, and finally decided to tell a white lie: "Don't be nervous, everyone, the army will arrive soon, and you will definitely be saved!" ”

Sometimes, it's just a trivial lie that holds people up! This is the guardian of the soul.

Meng Xiaoxian began to dig, competing for a minute and a second, she was prepared, took out a folding sapper shovel from her backpack, and with a movement of her ability, she walked towards the nearest survivor and began to dig. She was careful because she knew that if one was not careful, it would cause secondary damage that would be irreparable.

The sound of scrubbing and digging was imperceptible, which alarmed the yellow-haired young man not far away.

Precious shovel! Huang Mao took a closer look and found that what Meng Xiaoxian was holding in his hand turned out to be a shovel.

His heart was not at peace, as if he had set off a wave, his originally pale face was a little blue, and the green tendons on his forehead gradually rose out, twitching.

The yellow-haired young man looked at the biscuit bag and half a bottle of mineral water beside him that had been eaten by him, and struggled in his heart.

Rob? Or don't grab? That's a precious shovel! And with this shovel, the chances of your family surviving are probably much greater, right?

He actually didn't know, even if he could snatch Meng Xiaoxian's sappers away, he wouldn't be able to see ......

Gotta grab it! The yellow-haired young man made up his mind, and it was a decision that didn't take into account the odds of winning.

The yellow-haired young man climbed down from the top of the collapsed house, quietly touched Meng Xiaoxian's back, and was ready to snatch the shovel while she was not paying attention.

But the yellow-haired young man undercounted, that is, this rugged ruin was too difficult to walk, and a little light in the distance really couldn't shine here. His feet had been cut with several bloody wounds, but he didn't scream, gritting his teeth.

He understood that he was discovered by a man with a sapper shovel and that he had little chance of getting it, even if it was a woman.

However, the yellow-haired young man ignored one point, even if Meng Xiaoxian was bare-handed, he had no chance of winning.

………… (To be continued.) )