acT188: In the early morning of the next day, the sky was dark, the last candle of the camp was quietly extinguished, and the crowd was wrapped in a damp fog, carrying bulging packages on their backs, silently and quietly, leaving the high-walled observatory under the leadership of Cao Zheng.

Song Jiu lifted his cuffs and looked at his watch, the hour hand had just crossed the number '6', which was the hour when the rooster had not stopped.

The damp and cold air went back and forth in the nasal cavity, refreshing the mind, cleansing the body and mind, raising his eyes to look at the distant mountains covered by clouds and mist, a touch of golden light was ready to go, tearing through the clouds little by little, and struggling to get out.

It's a good sign. Song Jiu thought. The mountain road is winding, the wild grass is swaying, the crystal dew slides down the leaf stems, the wind rolls up the petals of wild flowers, fluttering and falling, and then crushed into dust by the footsteps of the hurry.

Nothing to say all the way. Arriving at the edge of the national highway again, the morning light has broken on the horizon, and the asphalt road is soaked with water traces, a fresh scene after the new rain on the empty mountain.

A Jinbei 7-seater, a Beijing Cherokee, a Nissan Teana, a Mercedes-Benz smart, and a small mobile fuel truck...... Lined up from small to large, this is all the existing mobile force of the team, except for the bullet holes in the body windows that are a little disturbing, the rest of the functions are normal, the original exhausted team has turned over, and the sufficient gasoline reserves are enough for them to squander extravagantly.

Yesterday, Song Jiu went to Cao Zheng and them for a showdown, and the rest of the people were preparing to travel in the camp, Wu Wentao took Luo Yu to leave the camp and go to the mountain tunnel again.

In the evening, Luo Yu returned to the camp, covered in oil, his face was happy, and he couldn't wait to call Song Jiu and the others out.

On the side of the national highway, Wu Wentao sat on the roof of a small oil tank truck with Erlang's legs crossed, with a cigarette in his mouth, and the oil tank at his feet was printed with four scarlet characters of 'Strictly Prohibited Fireworks'.

The camp's huge reserves of gasoline were looted, and men and women went into battle in a cycle until nightfall, draining the camp's oil storage tanks and filling the road with five trucks.

Cao Zheng and Yang Xiaomeng have been watching from the side, there is no obstruction, no helper, the two have different expressions, looking at each other from time to time, wanting to speak and stopping.

Song Yao and Chef Niangjia originally planned to leave some for the camp, after all, Song Jiu had not persuaded Cao Zheng and the four of them to go with him, so it was a little unauthentic after all.

Wu Wentao didn't care about this, he just smiled and didn't explain, as if he was in his chest, beckoning everyone to hurry up and continue to be meticulous.

…… The team climbed onto the national highway one after another, and distributed it according to the plan discussed before, Wu Wentao did not let him jump into the tanker, and the passenger door was open and not closed.

Song Jiu was still in the same car as Luo Yu, driving a miniature smart at the front of the team, Song Yao and the others were in the back car in turn, and the young men and women with weak combat effectiveness were concentrated in the golden cup, which was reasonably balanced, just filling people.

Several cars had their doors open, and everyone was silent, looking at the four people standing on the side of the road, their eyes clear, and the corners of their mouths smiling.

"Ugh." Cao Zheng let out a long sigh, turned his head to look at the direction of the camp, smiled bitterly, clenched his shallow hand, and drilled into the sky step by step, and the driver's seat Lu Qian Waner chuckled and closed the car door smoothly.

Dr. Chung and Acne Girl put Dai Wei on the gold cup, his injury has not healed, and he is not suitable to participate in high-intensity operations in the short term, so it is more appropriate to stay with the doctor.

Yang Xiaomeng looked left and right, stuffed the backpack into the trunk of the Cherokee, and climbed onto the smart with the black and shiny crossbow, the space of this four-seater mini car was small, and the back seat was already stuffed with luggage.

The five cars started one after another, the engines roared, the tail smoke billowed out, and the smart took the lead, the tires ran over the gravel mottled road, and set off again following the ruts of the previous night, and the rear cars followed unhurriedly, maintaining the formation, and running away into the distance.

…… Song Jiu sat in the co-pilot, with a gap in the window, and the convoy following could be seen in the rearview mirror, which was mighty and imposing.

"What's the fun?" Yang Xiaomeng squirmed for a long time, squeezed the luggage in the back seat aside, made room for herself to be relatively spacious, put the crossbow aside, took off her hiking boots, and leaned cross-legged on the luggage pile, very comfortable.

Song Jiu smiled when he heard this, and turned around and said, "I'm very happy that you are willing to go along." ”

"Less." Yang Xiaomeng snorted arrogantly, her slender fingers wrapped around her hair, and pouted: "You are forcing good people to become prostitutes." ”

"Then I wish us a lot of guests." Song Jiu was in a good mood, buckled up his seat belt, and turned his head to look at Luo Yu, who was driving seriously, Luo Yu's side face was still cold, and her beautiful face seemed to be condensed with frost, but Song Jiu could see a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, staring at it for a long time, and the ghost messenger raised his hand and touched Luo Yu's white face.

Luo Yu's body trembled, he was startled by his sudden move, he glanced at him in surprise, and said strangely: "What are you doing?" ”

"......" Song Jiu was greatly embarrassed, his hand froze in mid-air, and it seemed cowardly to take it back, and it was even more inappropriate to continue to touch it, so he coughed twice, and said, "Cough, there is something dirty on my face." Yang Xiaomeng in the back snorted, her face was full of teasing, and she squeezed her eyebrows with Song Jiu in the rearview mirror.

Luo Yu couldn't help laughing, pursed his thin lips, threw out a very resentful look, and chuckled: "Then help me wipe it clean." Song Jiu's old face turned red, and he turned his head to look out the window, causing the two to laugh more than once.

"Xiaomeng, how did Jiujiu persuade you?" It was rare to see Song wine deflated, Luo Yu accepted it when he saw it, and hurriedly changed the topic and asked, "Coercion or inducement?" Yang Xiaomeng picked her feet and said with a smile: "Eighteen kinds of martial arts have been used, but they don't work." ”

"Oh?" Luo Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't it work?" ”

"Well, our old Cao doesn't eat soft and hard." Yang Xiaomeng nodded firmly, sat up and lay between the two seats, and said happily: "But his perseverance touched us, after all, the young man is so persistent, it is not appropriate for us not to sell face, so we will get on the thief ship." Song Jiu only listened to it, smiling, Luo Yu was quite curious, seeing that he didn't mean to explain, he had to give up.

Anyway, after a series of accidents, there are finally a few happy things, anyway, the four of them have already walked together, and there is no need to ask the reason again.

"You take it easy." Song Jiu took out the last cigarette, sniffed it in front of his nose, and said deliberately: "My thief ship is easy to capsize." ”

"Don't be afraid, my aunt and grandmother have their own natural appearance." Yang Xiaomeng stretched out the woman's hand, flipped her fingertips, lifted the lid of the windproof lighter, and handed it to Song Jiu with a flame.

Song Jiu lit it with a cigarette in his mouth, looked back at this beautiful face, and asked curiously: "What do you look like in men's clothing?" ”

"Just as beautiful." Yang Xiaomeng leaned back to the luggage pile, proudly straightened up her flat chest, and said, "When you get to the place you said, let Dr. Zhong give me a breast augmentation?" ”

"You talk to him yourself." Song Jiu shook his head and smiled bitterly, he lost his chatter Lin Daochang, and there was an unobtrusive pseudo-mother Yang Xiaomeng, who came and went, as if everything was as before.

Thinking of this section, the heavy feeling in Song Jiu's heart was a little more aggravated, the matter has come to this point, the only thing that can be done is to do his best to lead these people forward, the long road is long, there are many unknown dangers, Song Jiu doesn't want to see his companions fall again.

In fact, it was not as difficult as Yang Xiaomeng said to invite Cao Zheng's foursome out of the mountain, Song Jiu only went once from beginning to end, and he didn't stay too long.

Before going to negotiate with the four of them, Song Jiu prepared several scripts in his heart, brewed the wording, pondered the negotiation method, and thought of many methods, many of which were abducted and deceived, but in the end they were all abandoned by him.

As in the old days at the riverbank camp, many times a predetermined position is redundant and not only does not serve the desired purpose, but is counterproductive.

Song Jiu used to cheat in the past, because honesty always pays the price of blood, except for a few companions around him, Song Jiu doesn't trust others, and he doesn't want to try to trust.

The shadow left by Hongma is deep, he and Mengfan have experienced too much suffering in that winter, at that time, truth, goodness and beauty seem very absurd, and only vicious corruption can override it.

Fortunately, the shadow of the past has been dissipating with the passing of life, people always have to move forward, need to see more people, more things, and if you want to survive, you have to make changes.

Therefore, before talking, Song Jiu threw away those complicated thoughts, and directly expressed his wishes, and did not turn his face after being rejected by Cao Zheng, but sat calmly opposite the four of them, telling the ins and outs of the matter, the various experiences of everyone, and the various dangers that they will face in the future, without the slightest concealment.

Among them, including the antibody news that Wu Wentao regarded as the root of life. Song Jiu wanted to make a try, try to be honest with each other, be open and honest, and express his thoughts truthfully, so that the other party could feel kind and sincere.

Undoubtedly, the attempt was successful. In the face of Song Jiu's honesty, Cao Zheng's rectum temper was also dumb, because what Song Jiu said was reasonable, whether it was a request or a request, there was no toughness and indifference like the first meeting.

People still have to communicate with each other after all, with Dr. Zhong and Hui Hui Zhuyu in front, Song Jiu's openness naturally made Cao Zheng feel a little good, and considering the threat that blonde girls may bring, Cao Zheng has no better choice.

Originally, they were a group of idle people, and since they were destined to leave the camp, it was not impossible to join Song Jiu's team, these people were not quite like people who kept to themselves, and they were just in line with their appetites.

So, at the end of the negotiation, on the side of the national highway in the early morning, the four of them got into the car one after another, completely giving up the idea of repentance.

Different from Wu Wentao's joining, Lao Wu is now difficult to ride a tiger, although his mentality is also changing, but the pace is very slow, his heart is too firm, it is one thing to get used to Song Wine's group of people, and it is another thing to change yourself into the same, Wu Wentao has done a good job, Song Wine will not force more.

Cao Zheng and they are different, to a certain extent, they are barely a type of person, at least, they and Song Yao Luqian are the same kind of person.

The convoy was moving at high speed, passing through the accident-prone section soaked in blood, the windows were opened, and the paper money was sprinkled all over the sky.

(Volume 4: Industrial Park, End)...