Chapter Seventy-Four: Identification Patterns

All the buildings collapsed, and the broken bricks and tiles were like a rain of bullets. Hai Momo lay on the ground, dodging countless stray bullet-like fragments. There was a thick layer of debris on his body, including dust and mud, as well as broken wood and branches. She shook her head, choking on her cough. Her blonde hair was no longer recognizable, and she couldn't even tell that there was anyone there when she was lying on her stomach.

Blinded by the wind and smoke, she rummaged through the thick pile. I don't know where she has been, in order not to go in the wrong direction, she has been walking in a straight line.

"Daddy—" The explosion didn't stop at all, and as soon as she opened her mouth, it was a mouthful of hot mud and sand.

There were more and more severed limbs and flesh around her, and her spirit was lifted, and her body, which had been suppressed, seemed to be full of strength again. She didn't dare to get up, and her arms were like paddling to scrape the debris of floating earth in front of her.

It used to be a highway, and not far from the toll booth. Now the whole highway has been fanned out. The shards of cement and pebbles hit the body and smashed a big hole in the body.

Stir the hot gravel hard, and the tears can't flow out at all, and they have already entered the mud and sand before they spill. There was scorching air all around. She struggled to breathe, and eventually found something in the rubble, a blue auto-injector syringe.

It's here!

She ripped off a corner of her skirt and shook off the sand on her face. The smoke was about to suffocate her.

She fiddled with everything around her that could be turned, her hands grinding to reveal her finger bones. The wound was quickly coagulated by sediment and high heat, and not much blood was shed.

"Daddy!" She shouted everywhere she went, but there was no response. The entire city of E has long since sunk in a shocking fire, a land that has been officially abandoned by humans. A dead city that does not allow any living beings.

"Daddy—" She sat down on the ground with exhaustion, and after waiting a little longer, she began to crawl forward with great difficulty.

Tang Ao didn't know how many things had been pressed on his body, and he didn't move. He was standing here from the beginning of the explosion. It's all over, the only thing he needs to do is stand here, and someone will take care of the rest.

The thing in his arms arched, and he leaned sideways, using his body to leave a little room for it to survive between the collapsed objects. The little white dog had been whining and barking, and it was too hot here. Soon the accumulation will bury them all, blocking the air, and they will soon be simmered in the heat.

He's just doing his best, and when he sees it, he always thinks of Hai Momo.

His brain hurt hotly, and even if he didn't die, he would be devoured by the golden injection at the end of the day, and he would become an unconscious zombie. If that's the case, it's better to die.

He has always paid attention to his appearance, but he really can't bear to be rotten one day, and he will follow the zombie army in tatters to forage for food. The earth shook violently again, and his limbs had been suppressed, and if it weren't for the injection to improve his physique, he would have already broken into several pieces.

He wanted to touch the Wang in the small gap, but unfortunately he couldn't pull it out. He died here, Tang Yaotian should take care of Hai Momo. He is still very relieved about this.

It's a pity, I don't know which bastard will marry her after the most lucid road.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly there was a very subtle call in his ears. The voice was so soft in the midst of the earth-shattering flames of war. He opened his eyes, his vision was clear even in the darkness, and he smiled wryly—hallucinating?

However, in the gap beneath it, the little white dog suddenly barked wildly after a sudden silence. It tried hard to cut through the debris around it, and the cry in the confined space shook Tang Ao's eardrums with a faint pain.

Tang Ao was stunned, the voice was really clear again, and in the sound of countless debris falling, it persistently passed into the eardrum. He didn't understand it, but he miraculously understood it.

The sound of the explosion outside was suddenly insignificant, as if a cannonball had landed on his heart, striking the soul that had decided to give up and rekindling the flames.

Sea foam! It's really sea foam!

He tried hard to push away the piles of material on his body, but they were too thick, with mixed earth that had been turned over and huge logs that had come from nowhere. He tried a few times, but his whole body was no longer conscious, only his heart was still trying.

"Hai Momo—" He called to her, but all he said was the hoarse, monotonous hum of a zombie. No...... He couldn't go to her. In another hour, he will be an unconscious zombie.

She's so stupid, she doesn't know what kind of crying she will be.

The struggling body suddenly quieted down, and he closed his eyes - I don't want to slowly decay in front of you, so if you can't find it, leave, please.

The faint call drew closer, and he held his breath as the earth-shattering sounds outside and the soul-scorching heat around him faded away. His ears unconsciously collected the tiniest sounds from above, and there was no light in front of him, and he couldn't even see the corners of her clothes.

"Daddy—" she cried out again and again, and Wangwang began to get irritable, gnawing hard at the debris around her.

"Wow!!" It barked loudly. There was a brief pause in Hai Momo's voice, and then she began to frantically gouge through the piles of material underground: "Wang-"

Hearing her call, Wang Wang struggled like crazy, Tang Ao sighed, and had no choice but to start pushing away the accumulation on his body. There was just too much of that, and the explosions kept going. More than ten minutes passed, and finally a gap was cut in front of Wang Wang, and it shrank desperately, squeezed out at once, and threw itself into Hai Momo's arms.

Hai Momo hugged it tightly, and cried out with a wow: "Wang! ”

"Wow! Wang-" Wang's two front paws hugged her neck, stuck out his tongue, and gently licked her face, only licking the wind and sand on her face. Hai Momo picked it up and was about to continue looking for it, it suddenly remembered something, broke free from her hand, turned around and began to dig the pile of debris desperately, Hai Momo was stunned, had to follow it to plan, the mess was turned over layer by layer, and after a while, a foot was faintly exposed in the pile of debris.

This is?!

was buried like this, the clothes and everything were already burned, and my mother couldn't recognize anything when she came over! Hai Momo continued to dig up, and when she reached the waistband of her pants, she touched something on the □ hard, and then suddenly shouted loudly: "This is Dad!" ”

"......" President Tang was speechless - God, you still blow up Lao Tzu......

The author has something to say: It is said that HE is HE, in fact, this is called abuse, this is called cultivating feelings~~~=3=