The situation in Xiangcheng developed quite quickly, and in one day, the entire Xiangcheng, which was already in danger, was shocked by Gu Yu into chaos.

Because of the signal, the white owl in the southern district has not received the news at this time, and the southern district is almost occupied by Gu Yu, he killed a civilian team in the southern district in the southern district, and wiped out half of the security inspection force in the western district, but this did not cause much of a sensation in the southern district.

The people in the southern district are still living in the same dire straits, and they have to worry about eating and drinking.

In contrast to the people of the South Side, there are people from the West End, because the West End is a university town, and the population here is younger, so they have strong energy, and a stronger and more energetic body, and they have endless energy every day, and they can only eat one meal a day, and they can go to the streets to march in full energy.

Gu Yu and the security check in the western district were mainly concentrated in the area of the safety supervision bureau, but soon, the news spread throughout the western district, many students in the western district supported Gu Yu, Mu Fengliang's system was incompetent, so he should break it and stand up, many students went to the eastern district overnight to hold a parade there.

Gu Yu also led the people and rushed directly to the Eastern District.

The western district of Xiangcheng gradually quieted down, and at night, Qing Xiran got up and washed his face, and walked down from the RV accompanied by Qu Yang.

Secretly walking over, his face was covered with blood, Qing Xiran glanced at him and asked:

"It's not hurt, is it?"

"Two minor injuries, the rest are fine."

He replied, carrying a gun, and followed behind Qing Xiran, because it was a strong attack, and it was necessary not to give the other party time to react, two garrisons were shot, but they were all bruises, for their physique, the wounds would heal the next day, and they would not be tight.

"Let the injured go to rest."

Qing Xiran looked at the two slightly injured garrisons, still with bleeding bodies, looking for targets in the villa to attack, and the corners and corners were turned over by these garrisons, which was really dedicated.

Under the desperate attack of these professional attackers, none of the entire villa was killed.

Entering the villa, looking at the corpses on the ground, Qing Xiran looked at the faces one by one, took out the five heads of the little dragon people drawn earlier, and turned his head to Qu Yang and said:

"These five people, after going out from Xiaolongren before, have never come back, according to the confession we tortured, there should be 30 Xiaolongren in the West District, but there are only 25 corpses here, and the other five people will not come back, make multiple copies of these five heads, and arrange for people to paste them on the streets and alleys of the West District, South District, Development Zone and North District, and indicate that if you see these five people, whether you live or die, call Luobei and hand them over to Luobei, you can change the medicine."

There were members of the Purple Baoai detachment brought in by Qu Yang on the side, seeing this, some felt that Qing Xiran was unreliable, how did she know that there were still five people who had not returned? When were those five paintings drawn?

Now that Xiangcheng is in chaos like this, she is a small era base director, why does she feel like she controls the development zone, the southern district, the western district, and even the northern district in the palm of her hand? On what basis? Garrison Background???

But Qu Yang took the head painting without hesitation, and was about to leave, when he was stopped by Qing Xiran again.

She instructed Qu Yang to arrange for someone to remove and dispose of the corpses.

Qu Yang nodded, hurriedly turned around and walked out of the villa, called the people in his team to come and move the corpses, and then went back to the RV to get medicine for the two slightly injured garrisons, and had to send someone to find photocopiers and papers, and make a large number of copies of the five little dragon people drawn by Qing Xiran.

From the moment Qing Xiran sat at the door of Xiaolongren and watched the people in Xiaolongren come in and out, she was drawing, at first she drew on her mobile phone, just some simple lines, and then when she returned to the RV, she began to draw on paper with a pen.

Since then, she has been very targeted, drawing these five faces, because she saw people going out, in and out, there were five people who never returned.

So she had been planning to arrest these 5 people early in the morning.

In the RV, Wen Jing was taking care of Shen Xiaoman who was in a coma, she heard Shen Xiaoman in a coma, and was still muttering in a low voice to destroy Feihua creatures and the like, and saw Qu Yang get into the car again, and heard Qu Yang say that someone was injured.

Wen Jing hurriedly helped find a medicine box to come out, Qing Xiran had already stocked up on the medicine box in the RV, there were quite a lot of medicines, not only the pre-apocalyptic medicines, but also a large part of the medicines produced by the Times Base.

With a big belly, she tirelessly got out of the RV and followed behind Qu Yang to help take care of the two garrisons who were slightly injured.

After Wen Jing took the special golden sores scattered for the Times Base and carefully sprinkled them on the wounds of the two garrisons, she took clean sterilized gauze and bandaged the injured places for the two of them, and then cleaned up, followed behind Qing Xiran with medicine, and accompanied Qing Xiran to carefully observe the internal environment of this little dragon mental arithmetic institution.

Qing Xiran, who was walking in front of her, looked back at Wen Jing and said:

"Your physical strength has suddenly improved, it's half past three in the morning, and you're still so energetic."

"yes, I don't know why."

Wen Jing is holding a medicine box in one hand and stroking her big belly with the other, it is said that her belly is so big now, and her physical strength will definitely not be able to keep up with her today's rush, but I don't know why, it is half past three in the morning, and Wen Jing is actually getting more and more energetic.

She felt that if Qing Xiran asked her to run ten laps along this neighborhood at this time, she would be OK.

Looking at Wen Jing's energetic appearance, Qing Xiran shook her head, only concentrating on the environment of the Xiaolongren in the West District, and stopped talking.

Basically, the internal environment of this institution is similar to when Qing Xiran observed it outside, and it doesn't look like a training institution for young children at all, but like a staff dormitory.

The villa is divided into two floors, each room has two bunk shelf beds, and the hall has a work desk, a computer, and a lot of information on the computer.

It is worth mentioning that this villa, as the little dragon man who was forced to confess said, has a lot of supplies.

Many, many, so many that everywhere you can put boxes, there are boxes full of supplies.

Xiaolong's mental arithmetic training institution has a deep background, and he must have known that Xiangcheng's materials would be scarce, so if they want to act in Xiangcheng, they must have enough supplies.

Or let's put it this way, the reason why Xiangcheng's materials are scarce is because all forces compete and divide the material resources! Because the functions of the bottom of society are disordered, the production system is disordered, and the superstructure has no intention of controlling the production problem, so the production of materials has stopped.

As a result, there is a shortage of materials.

Qing Xiran turned around, took out a piece of chocolate from a material box, and while eating the chocolate, she asked Qu Yang to arrange someone to move all the supplies, which was her trophy.