ACT78: Two flowers

Roundabout, underground billiards hall.

The non-combatants and the wounded and sick sat in a circle, with different expressions on their faces, Xin Mengfan, who was listening, talked eloquently, Xu Aifei and Acne Girl surrounded the cook Niangjia, smiling, and helping Jiao Ziqian tuck the quilt from time to time. Mengfan is very expressive, and the story is even more colorful, the long hair that has just been rinsed is wrapped in a towel, a few locks of wet hair hang down, and the drops of water drip down the tips of the hair to the chest, sliding into the deep groove along the undulating curve.

"It's unbelievable." When they heard that the person who saved them turned out to be Song Jiu's sister, she couldn't help but be stunned as indifferent as a chef, and she sighed with emotion.

"I didn't even know that Brother Jiu had a sister." Jiao Ziqian had a few pillows behind his back, his face was ruddy, and he listened to it with relish.

Meng Fan took the water cup and moistened his throat, blinked and smiled: "The whole camp seems to be the only one who knows, fortunately my aunt and grandmother have a good memory, otherwise I would have passed by!" ”

When Chef Niangjia heard this, she smiled and said, "You are the lucky general of Jiujiu." ”

"I am a lucky star, and Luo Yu is his lucky general." Meng Fan ended his speech with a smile, and when he saw Jiao Ziqian on the hospital bed, he looked depressed, and leaned over and teased: "What's wrong with Jiao Daguan?" The whip is in a hurry, isn't it? ”

Jiao Ziqian rolled his eyes and said with annoyance: "I should be around the ninth brother at this time, alas...... The limelight was stolen by Luo Yu and Liu Yan. ”

"Don't worry, Luo Yu and Liu Yan can't snatch it." Mengfan took off the towel and rubbed his long hair, throwing a comforting autumn wave to Jiao Ziqian.

Jiao Ziqian pretended to be calm and nodded, and the old god was saying: "That's the same, after all, I have made immortal feats before and after the saddle......"

"Hmm." Meng Fan agreed very approvingly, and then made up for the fatal blow: "They can't snatch it away, because the fake Taoist priest has already taken your post." ”

"What?!" Jiao Ziqian was anxious, glared and said, "Can that thing do other than be a leading party?" ”

"Fake Taoist priests can fight better than you." Meng Fan pursed his lips and mercilessly smashed Jiao Ziqian's last bit of luck: "It's more than you." ”

"Alas......" Jiao Ziqian wanted to cry, lay down with an injured face, and wailed: "The title of the first fierce general under the Ninth Master is about to be handed over." ”

"Do you want to earn it back?" Meng Fan's beautiful eyes turned and thought of a bad idea.

"How?" Jiao Ziqian's eyes lit up, and then he dimmed a little, and sighed: "I can't do it like this." ”

"Can you walk?" Mengfan asked.

"I can barely walk, but I don't have much strength." Jiao Ziqian really wanted to be a hero, but his body didn't allow it.

"What about driving?"

Jiao Ziqian was stunned and said, "This is no problem..."

Meng Fan pursed his lips and smiled, signaled him with his eyes not to be impatient, spread his hair and shook it, and then came to the side of the cook and Jia and muttered.

……

The sky leaked a fiery red glow, burning the clouds hot, and the remnant sun was like blood, gradually sinking into the western mountains.

Three forks, the roof of HSBC.

Liu Yan and Xiao Wei raised their guns together, and the muzzles of the black holes slowly swept across the long street, searching for the enemy's figure; In the middle of the street, two fire water trucks lined up in front, and the militiamen exchanged shotguns, seized the guns of the ghosts pressed into meat sauce and waited for battle, and opened their posture to prepare for a big fight; Ming Junwei stood proudly in the wind, his one eye revealed a cold essence, the cigarette between his fingers burned to his buttocks, and the long soot was blown by the wind, and the dust disappeared.

The walking corpses at the end of the street were wiped out, the corpses were all over the field, the strong wind was blowing, and the thick smell of blood was shuttling non-stop, with a sense of slaughter.

Time passed quietly, and the militiamen with guns felt their necks stiffen, and the street opposite was cold, and they had not seen the enemy for a long time.

"Xiao Wei, you are staring upstairs, and I will bring someone to support Lu Qian." Ming Junwei skimmed off the cigarette butt, picked up the intercom and said a few words, thought about it, and said, "The other party shouldn't come." ”

The two people on the roof of the building were somewhat disappointed when they received the news and lifted their guard.

"Do you want to go home and have a look? Aren't they going straight to the roundabout? Xiao Wei sighed, disappointed and a little uneasy, before Ming Junwei said that in addition to Gao Yang, the invader this time also had the foreign girl who killed countless of his comrades, hate, but he had also seen the foreign girl's wrist, and knew that this person was powerful, and after waiting for a long time no one came, he couldn't help but worry about the safety of the island.

"No, I have someone left at home, and I will send a signal if there is a situation." Ming Junwei frowned, waited patiently for another five minutes, and the walking corpses came out of the streets and alleys, and there was still no trace of the foreign girl.

"Okay, I'll go to a high place and keep an eye on it, you guys pay attention to safety." Xiao Wei replied and said to Liu Yan: "Dude, you can take someone with Brother Ming." ”

"Okay." Liu Yan didn't talk nonsense, turned off the safety and got up and ran to the corridor.

Downstairs, Ming Junwei gathered the personnel and said hello to Liu Yan, and the people on both sides gathered together, all climbed onto the waterwheel workbench, and drove towards the second phase of Bright Bright.

Liu Yan got into Ming Junwei's car, and the three men in the cab were silent, and they were a little surprised by the empty wait.

"Why didn't you come?" the graduate student continued to act as the driver, muttering while driving, wondering, "Isn't that foreign girl fierce?" Cowardly? ”

"Maybe there are other plans, we only have a numerical advantage, and in her eyes we are just a group of live targets." Ming Junwei scratched his messy hair, turned his head and handed Liu Yan a cigarette, and said, "Gun expert." ”

"Make do with it, I haven't touched this thing in a long time, I'm rusty." Liu Yan leaned over and lit a cigarette, took a hard breath, and said softly: "She won't go far, there should be something else delayed, and she will come again." ”

Ming Junwei raised his eyebrows and asked casually, "Have you dealt with her?" ”

"She? caroline？ Liu Yan smiled faintly, saw that Ming Junwei's eyes in the rearview mirror had changed, and said calmly: "Well, the reason why we fled here is because of her." ”

Ming Junwei didn't continue to ask, nodded plausibly, and while speaking, the two cars drove through the long street and approached the second phase of the construction site where the gate was open.

There were two cars blocked in front of the construction site, and the two corpses behind the cars were facing the sky on their backs, with a deep gap in their throats, and dark red blood fainted under them, and they had been dead for a long time.

"Don't come down, little bear, stay here, keep in touch." Ming Junwei sent a group of people to guard the waterwheel, and Liu Yan walked into the construction site with a few young men.

Liu Yan pushed his glasses, looked at the walking corpses at the bottom of the foundation pit, and praised: "This is a labor-saving method." ”

"That's right, that's not good in the city, the walking corpses are a group of them, and they really don't have the energy to kill them one by one." Ming Junwei flicked his fingers, and the flickering cigarette butt flew into the bottom of the pit, causing the walking corpses to snatch again.

There were a lot of corpses on the road leading to the first phase of the park, and the spread of blood extended to the square for a while, and when Ming Junwei and others arrived, they just heard a burst of gunfire in the rough building, intermittently, sometimes urgently, as if two groups of people were exchanging fire.

Liu Yan looked at the struggling rock band on the stone stage, with a strange expression on his face, and asked, "What is this?" ”

"Oh?" Ming Junwei looked back and said with a smile: "Entertain yourself, drink too much and toss." ”

“……”

Everyone hid downstairs for a while, and after a while, a few militiamen who had gone to explore the surroundings ran back, and there were no traces of firefighting around Building No. 1, and there were not many walking corpses, and it seemed that they had all climbed up the building.

Ming Junwei took out the intercom in his pocket and twisted it to Lu Qian's channel to call a few times, and there was a response on the other side.

"Brother Ming?" Lucy seemed a little hesitant and asked tentatively.

"It's me, I'm in Building One, what's going on with you?"

"Did you just arrive?" Lucy glanced at Yinuo beside her suspiciously, and said, "We're on the roof." ”

"Oh? How do I hear gunshots in the building? Ming Junwei was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is it Yaoyao?" ”

"I also wondered, Yaoyao didn't respond, I thought it was you." Lucy cautiously approached the edge of the building, poked her head out to look down, and said, "I see you." ”

"Well, you guys stay upstairs, I'll go up and have a look." Ming Junwei squinted and counted the floors, roughly judging the height of the firefight, leaving a few militiamen without guns to guard the entrance of the building, and Liu Yan and a few people quickly got into the corridor.

The corridor was a mess, full of fallen walking corpses, stumps and severed arms scattered with pools of blood, mixed with viscous corpse fluid, and the stench was incomparable. The sound of gunfire echoed in the position of the * floor, sometimes far and sometimes near, and the two groups of people in the exchange of fire were testing each other's firepower, and it seemed that there was no frontal fire.

"Brother Ming, why haven't the people here withdrawn?" A young man wondered, "Isn't it a group of people?" ”

"It's together." Ming Junwei made a silent gesture, listened attentively, and whispered: "The cars at the door are all the same." ”

"What's going on?"

"It should be that the people here are not keeping up with the rhythm of Caroline, or the radio is damaged, and there is no contact." Liu Yan was clear about the foreign girl's style of acting, and said lightly: "Caroline doesn't wait for anyone, and if you can't keep up, you can only be left behind." ”

Several people, including Ming Junwei, looked at her in surprise, Ming Junwei frowned, and asked, "Do you know her well?" ”

"Well, I know a lot." Liu Yan pursed his thin lips, didn't explain much, his eyes caught an object at the corner of the stairs, and when he stepped forward, a foreigner wearing a tactical vest fell to the ground, with a sharp hacksaw blade inserted in the back of his heart, and the handle of the knife was almost gone.

Liu Yan's eyes lit up and said with a smile: "It's the ninth brother." ”

"Huh?" Ming Junwei glanced at the slender saw blade and said, "Song wine? ”

"Yes." Liu Yan stepped on the corpse and pulled out the saw blade, wiped the blood stains on the corpse's clothes, and joked: "This is our standard weapon, seeing a knife is like seeing a person." ”

While talking, Ming Junwei and the others also approached the firefighting floor, where a lot of bullet casings appeared in the corridor, the craters on the wall were mottled, and the cement and lime were all over the ground. There is a chalk-drawn floor mark on the corner of the corridor, and when I listened, the gunshots came from this floor.

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