Chapter 411: Black Heart Lotus's Brother in the Last Days (29)

The team members comprehended, held their breath, and walked very lightly.

The four of them ghostly shook to the second floor, which was a fruit and vegetable snack area.

But the scene in front of them made the four of them feel heavy.

The shelves are almost emptied, and the chaos and misery are no less than those on the first floor.

However, at a glance, there was no one and no corpse.

"Senior sister, what now?" Yun Ti broke the oppressive silence.

Yun Chu raised his eyes: "Go in and find out, and the rest depends on luck." ”

Several people nodded, and each ran to a different shelf and began to rummage.

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Moderate rain turns to light rain.

Teacher Meng leaned against the car window, full of energy, and never relaxed for a moment.

The surroundings are quiet.

Several children have been in the supermarket for ten minutes and no one has come out.

Meng Hongqi sighed and prayed that the children would be safe.

Right now, no movement is the best news.

Another five minutes passed.

Click.

Da-da-da.

Da-da-da-da.

It's not the sound of rain!

Meng Hongqi straightened his body and glanced at the source of the sound sharply.

But he suddenly faced a magnified pale face.

It was a woman's face.

The woman's lips were pale, her eyes were dark, and her long hair was wet with rain.

The emaciated face was pressed against the window, and his lips were squirming, as if he were saying something to him.

Meng Hongqi pressed his hands, and his ability almost poured out of his body.

But in this light rain, he finally recognized that this was a person, not a zombie.

To be on the safe side, Meng Hongqi rolled down half of the car window and looked at the woman outside the car vigilantly.

He finally heard the woman's voice: "Help...... Help ......"

Teacher Meng's heart softened: "Don't worry, what's wrong with you?" Take your time. ”

The woman's deathly gray eyes lit up with the old man's voice.

The hand behind the woman moved, pulling out a half-old child.

It was a little boy, five or six years old, skinny with hunger, dressed in thin clothes, with dark circles under his eyes and yellowish skin.

The woman cried for help: "Uncle, help!" Our mother and son haven't eaten for three days, and my Po is about to lose it......"

The woman sobbed lowly, and the child felt something, hugged her mother numbly, and looked at Meng Hongqi with a pair of timid eyes.

Teacher Meng's heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle, which was very unpleasant.

In the last days, it is not easy for an old man like him to survive, but fortunately, he has a special ability to defend himself and meets such a team.

And the women and children outside the car, they have little ability to protect themselves.

Mr. Meng subconsciously picked up the bag next to him, but as soon as he opened the zipper, he hesitated.

Now that their supplies are about to run out, they will give a little more to the mother and son......

But Meng Hongqi couldn't watch the mother and son starve to death in the rain.

He sighed and said to the woman, "We don't have much to offer, so I can only give you my next meal." ”

The woman's eyebrows lowered, and after a pause, she raised her eyes and said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you, good Samaritan." ”

Teacher Meng took out a bag of compressed biscuits and drank half a bottle of mineral water, and gave them to the mother and son.

The woman took it happily, thanked her again, and knelt down again.

Teacher Meng was sad for a while, and asked them to quickly find a safe place to shelter from the rain.

Watching the mother and son disappear around the corner, Meng Hongqi looked down at the backpack in his arms, and his mood was complicated for a moment.

He didn't know if he was right or wrong.

The next meal, I don't eat it.

Teacher Meng thought like this, he couldn't drag everyone down.