The security captain craned his neck from the car window to look back, and said hurriedly: "I can't go back to the original hotel now, there are more brown camps there." ”

"Then go to another state." Zhou Xuan nodded.

There are ruins everywhere, there have been countless wars, and there have been fighter planes from developed countries that have fallen, and the abandoned warplanes have long disappeared and have been dismantled by the local people and sold as scrap. The roads on both sides are full of garbage, the trees that are half lush and half withered, the children who are dressed in shabby clothes and forget to play, and the pedestrians who avoid the convoy when they see it, it is indescribably desolate.

What was somewhat reassuring was that this small force did not call in reinforcements again, but just chased after it frantically.

The security captain ordered the front convoy to split half into the rear, and jumped out of the car himself, "I'll go to the rear, you guys go first, remember, you must escape from the territory of the brown camp." ”

"You have to be safe." Zhou Xuan admonished.

The security captain who collected the money was also very reputable, got into the rear car, and blocked the road when he came, Pei Shengnan was frightened this time, "Master, will they die?" ”

"No!" Guan Qing took over the conversation, Pei Shengnan didn't believe it, "Look, those soldiers and bandits are crazy about money, how can they let go easily?" ”

"I can see from his face that he has a long middle of the man, there are no spots, and this security captain will not only not die early, but he may also become a military leader in the future. In fact, physiognomy is also universal, and it is necessary to carefully distinguish the influence of skin tone, and here, black is not unlucky. Guan Qing explained.

Zhou Xuan nodded approvingly, he was able to understand a little clearly, although he could not reach the level of a teacher, but he had already mastered what he taught, and he could summarize the similarities and differences between different nationalities and races, which was very rare.

Arriving at a safe area, Zhou Xuan's car also slowed down, and the best way to distinguish between a city and a township in Solori was to look at the size of the ruins of houses and shops.

It's not as good as the city where you first set up, there aren't even shops along the way, and it's not easy to find a hotel of the size.

With the doors of every house closed and few pedestrians on the road, it is hard to imagine how the people live in such a country.

Only one man walked in front with a big bag on his back, heard a sound behind him, turned around and saw the convoy, threw down the bag and ran. When passing by, Zhou Xuan unintentionally glanced at it, but found that there seemed to be a living thing inside, and squirmed.

The man couldn't run away from the car, and was laughed and taunted by the security team members above, and when he saw that there was no danger, he stopped and went back to pick up the bag.

Through the rearview mirror, Zhou Xuan found that the man touched the bag twice, kicked it again, and seemed unwilling to carry it again, so he grabbed the corner of the bag and dragged it forward.

"Stop." Zhou Xuan said to the driver.

"What's wrong, Xuan?" Pei Shengnan asked.

"Look at the shape of the bag, it looks like it contains a person." Zhou Xuan frowned.

"Really?"

Pei Shengnan looked back, but he didn't see where the human form was, and he still went down with Zhou Xuan. Wendy rushed out the fastest, screaming around the bag, and the man tried to drive Wendy away, but he was almost bitten.

"What's in there?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Oh, some unused garbage." The man said casually.

"What garbage?"

"Garbage is garbage!"

The man got angry and put the bag on his shoulder again, trying to get out of here. Looking at it closely, Zhou Xuan could conclude that it was a person, and it looked like a child.

Guan Qing took out the scalpel he picked up from the island, and cut it in the back, revealing a smooth body, and then the break was stretched out, and a seven or eight-year-old child fell out of it, curled up on the ground and did not move.

"What are you doing!" The man panicked, covered the child's face with the bag, and questioned loudly, becoming more and more weak-hearted.

"He's the garbage you call you?" Zhou Xuan reprimanded angrily.

"He's seriously ill, it's still an infectious disease, of course it's garbage, I have to think about my family's health!" The man has a lot of words.

"Who is he?" Zhou Xuan asked again.

"My son!" The man opened his mouth and came immediately.

"What's your name?"

"Ka, Kraft!"

"How old are you?"

"Five, no, ten!"

There will be no such irresponsible father in the world, but seeing that it is a dead child, Kun Yang reminded in a whisper that more is better than less, so let's go.

However, Zhou Xuan was sure that he saw that the bag moved, otherwise he would not care about other people's affairs.

"God, it's really alive, I see his eyelashes moving!" David also exclaimed, and this man actually wanted to deal with the child who had not yet died!

The man began to sweat on the top of his head, but insisted that he was the father of the boy, that he had no money to see a doctor, and that he was dying, because he had an infectious disease, so he had to find a remote place to bury it, so as not to harm others again.

"You're going to bury your son alive?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Don't say it so ugly, he's dead, why do you want to keep it?" The man speaks eloquently, without the color of pain or pity.

"What's his name?"

"Yika!" It didn't match the name he said last time, and the man made an excuse for himself, "My wife gave birth to more than a dozen children, where can I remember their names, and this one has not grown up around since birth......"

Zhou Xuan waved his hand to interrupt him, "Since you won't live long, give him to me." ”

"What do you want a dead kid for?" The man immediately asked sensitively.

"Treat him, he can't be buried alive like you!" Zhou Xuan said.

"Haha, I see, you're the rich man!" With a greedy light in his eyes, the man rubbed his hands together and said, "I'm so lucky to have met you." For a hundred dollars, the child is yours! ”

"Are you buying and selling people?" Zhou Xuan asked coldly.

"Hehe, you're rich anyway, it's cheap. Hurry up, pay for it, I have other things to do! The man stretched out his hand as a scoundrel, and he almost took money out of Zhou Xuan's pocket.

Zhou Xuan bent down to pick up the child, turned around and got into the car, the man was stunned, chased after him and asked, "Hey, you haven't given the money yet, if you don't give the money, this little garbage can't be taken away!" ”

"Shameless villain, I won't give you a penny!" Zhou Xuan slammed the car door, and the man hurriedly retracted his hand, his fingertips were still pinched, and he screamed in pain.

Feeling the slight warmth, the boy opened his weak eyes, and Zhou Xuan comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, everything is over, I will take you to the doctor." ”

"Thank you." The boy struggled to spit out two words and smiled, his pupils dilated a little, but not to the point of slackening, and the boy could still communicate basically, not in line with the signs of a dying patient.

I found the largest hospital here, and the medical conditions were naturally very backward. But after examination, it was found that the boy did not have any major illness, just a severe cold, hung up the hanging bottle, and the doctor looked at Zhou Xuan, "You, aren't you his relatives?" ”