acT150: In the dark shop, there was a faint or rapid sound of breathing, Lu Qian sat quietly next to Ming Junwei, her beautiful eyes were a little blank, staring blankly at the closed roller shutter, not knowing what she was thinking.

The young men who stayed behind with her sat on either side of the door, holding steel guns in their hands, and the oil paint on their faces hid their facial expressions, and they could only hear lamentations from time to time.

This is a kind of panic that I haven't felt for a long time, as if I went back to the small house in the mountains in an instant, and that day was like this, the yellow wind suddenly rose, and the flames were shaking.

In retrospect, though, it was more anger than panic. Because there were many companions in the small courtyard at that time, they could rely on each other, and even if their dwellings were destroyed, none of them gave up hope.

In those years, thousands of kilometers were long, and what supported the progress was not so lofty ideals and perseverance, which was also wonderful, but there were such and such partners around them, but they could make people's hearts at a loss for the future dissipate without a trace.

There is always someone who will save everyone in times of storm, and there is always someone who is scarred but never gives up.

However, the man fell again. Lu Qian's mind is a little complicated, three years ago, many pictures invaded her mind, making her involuntarily think of many people and many things, and the deep negative emotions spread silently, eroding the heart that has been bleeding and tearing for a long time and has never been defeated.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Qian heard a slight sound around her, turned her head to look, and Ming Junwei, who was lying on the ground, seemed to have signs of waking up.

Lu Qian perked up, tried her best to dispel the negative state, hurriedly approached Ming Junwei's mouth, took out the kettle and fed him a little water.

Ming Junwei woke up faintly, the only remaining single eye slowly opened, and it was pitch black in front of him, and there was a figure swaying in front of him in the haze.

"Brother Ming? How does it feel? What's uncomfortable? Lucy asked softly, wanting to help him sit up, but she was afraid that the broken bones would hurt her internal organs.

Ming Junwei's mind was still a little chaotic, his body was numb, labor pains were slowly coming, he was silent for a long time, his thinking gradually became clearer, and the situation before the coma began to replay in his mind.

"Sissi... What about the others..."Ming Junwei's voice was a little weak, he has always been a **mortal, countless traumas in the past few years, coupled with long-term alcoholism, his body and bones are indeed getting worse and worse.

"I don't know." Lu Qian did not hide it, informed the situation of the train station, and explained the situation of Song Yao and the roundabout.

Ming Junwei opened his eyes and listened to her quietly, and suddenly let out a long sigh, with infinite sadness in his voice, and said, "Sissi, I'm tired." ”

"......" Lucy was stunned, didn't answer, and didn't seem to react.

"I'm really tired." Ming Junwei closed his eyes, did not ask about the casualties, nor did he ask about the specific reason for the roundabout, his words were full of loneliness and loneliness, which was exhaustion from the heart.

"You can't rest yet." Lucy's nose was a little sour, and for a moment, she felt a little cruel.

Ming Junwei was already tired, she didn't know that when he came back from Jiuquan, he had already shown the intention of retreating.

But he didn't, because he had a few companions around him who needed him. I don't know what other people think, in Lu Qian's heart, since the first time she saw Ming Junwei, she felt that this was a man worthy of anyone's dependence.

is different from the compassionate Cao Liang, different from the unruly Chao Tianwang, and different from the heartless Jiang He...... Ming Junwei's every word and deed, every move, she sees it in her eyes, this man who is laughed at by everyone and called Ming Daxia, he is just an ordinary person.

Back then, he and Song Yao fell into a distant sleep, and Ming Junwei dragged his scarred body, struggled to cheer up, and built today's roundabout camp brick by brick.

But all of this is ruined, and what is even more desperate is that it is still the same people who caused it three years ago.

As if fate, you can't escape, you can't hide.

"Is there any wine?" Ming Junwei opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his single eye. The young man sitting at the door was stunned when he heard the question, hesitated and took out the small wine jug he carried with him, and handed it to Luxi.

"Give me another sip." Ming Junwei licked his chapped lips and said the last thing Lu Qian wanted to hear: "If you can, send me to the Garden of Mercy." ”

"......" Lucy still didn't speak, she didn't know how to speak, her nose was sore, and two lines of tears slipped down her eyes.

"What I can do, you and Yaoyao can too, Xiao Wei Xiaoxiong can too, Song Jiu and Jiajia can too." Ming Junwei felt the dripping wet marks on his face, slowly slid to his mouth, and took a sip, salty.

"It's a matter of Xiaojin, and I just came back and ran into this." Ming Junwei pulled the corners of his mouth, smiled, and said, "I am also weak, you should be more careful about the road behind." ”

"Xiao Ming, it's not to the point of saying these things yet." Lu Qian endured her grief, called out the nickname they gave him when they had fun, wiped her tears, and said, "You have to take us to rebuild the roundabout, this is our home." Ming Junwei closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "I have no home for a long time, maybe I was wrong, if I had taken you out to sea, maybe everything would have been different." It's a pity, I can't bear those boys, I can't bear to be here. Listening to these sad words, Lucy felt a throbbing pain in his heart, the person who never gave up was really tired, although the matter was not yet decided, but his heart had stopped, no longer wanted to trek, no longer wanted to move forward.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, Lu Qian understands in her heart, she also understands Ming Junwei, there is still a long way to go, where is the end?

Reborn again and again, collapsed and broken again and again, there is always a limit to bearing, since you can't throw away the emotional ties, you must not be able to do a rock.

"Don't throw the burden on me, you know, I'm cowardly too." Lu Qian forced a smile, raised her wrist, held the dagger in her right hand, and said softly: "Don't you always say, 'It's not time yet'?" Hold on one more time, and we'll have a chance. Ming Junwei raised his hand with difficulty, gently held Lu Qian's slender hand holding the handle of the knife, shook his head, and said softly: "Then give me a chance to choose, born as a human being, and die as well." Lucy stopped moving, her eyes were hazy with tears, the strength in her hand was exhausted, and as he wished, she nodded and let go of the hilt.

…… Railway station, waiting hall. Luo Yu looked at the position that Liu Yan was struggling to point, trembled and put down half of his body, and muttered, "Hold on." ”

"Let's go..."Liu Yan's voice became more and more vague, but his eyes still maintained the usual clarity and indifference.

Luo Yu stepped over the collapsed and fallen floor, collected the money and swept over, and saw two figures in the messy hall.

I can't remember how many times my heart tightened today, and my emotions were almost numb, and after looking at the crumbling cement floor above my head, Luo Yu quickly jumped off the ruins and approached two people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Moving away from the scattered and stacked seats, Xiao Wei fell on his back on the side of the falling floor slab, half of his face was licked by the thin tongue of fire, scorched black, exuding a strange smell; Song Jiu was under him, and the two of them seemed to be swept together by the qi wave, and Xiao Wei's legs were on Song Jiu's body, bearing the heavy blow of the seat masonry.

Luo Yu settled down, and first went to probe Xiao Wei's snort, his hands were already full of wounds because of moving the gravel floor, and he was a little numb, as if he could still feel a faint breath.

Luo Yu got up and took a picture of Liu Yan, and the halfling was also looking at this side, giving her a thumbs up, with a little smile on his face.

Luo Yu wanted to move Xiao Wei up, but somehow, he didn't move after dragging it a few times, as if he was stuck somewhere, so he turned to the head position and tried to drag it from under his armpit...... There is the sound of water.

Luo Yuxiu frowned, squatted down, and shone a flashlight under Xiao Wei's body, a pool of dark red plasma was winding down the ruins, and looked down the bloodstains, which was under the back of his head.

Gently raising Xiao Wei's head, Luo Yu's heart was cold...... Enduring the chilling sound of rubbing, Luo Yu lifted Xiao Wei up, and below the back of Xiao Wei's head, a slender steel bar on the edge of the floor slab was steaming under the light of the flashlight, and the tip was still hanging with clumps of brain tissue, dripping with blood.

Luo Yu suddenly regretted coming in to search and rescue, she overestimated her tolerance in the face of death and injury, this tough man known as the 'eye of the roundabout', has rarely seen him in the roundabout, always goes out early and returns late, takes on the safety of the roundabout with the strength of one person, walks between the high-rise buildings in the morning and dusk, countless times for everyone's warning, countless times the gods descend from the sky...... Luo Yu carried Xiao Wei out and placed it with Lin Daochang's body, and Liu Yan, who was half-bodyed, watched all this silently without words.

"Ninety-nine..."Luo Yu muttered, probing his trembling fingers under his nose, his expression that was almost stiff finally loosened a little, still alive.

With Xiao Wei's previous experience, Luo Yu didn't dare to move his body rashly, checked it a few times with a flashlight, and removed a load-bearing tube pressed on his arm, only then did he carefully pick it up, drag it out of the ruins little by little, and put it in a relatively safe place outside the waiting hall.

Song wine still has a breath, but it is a hand that has been injured, and it is estimated that it is really going to be scrapped.

"What about the other person?" Sure that Song Jiu's life was okay for the time being, Luo Yu's solemn mood calmed down a little, and he immediately remembered the young swordsman who came in together.

Liu Yan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, and looked at Song Jiu, throwing away an inquiring look.

"Ninety-nine is still alive." Luo Yu didn't know how to deal with it, especially Liu Yan's current situation made her a little at a loss, she vaguely remembered that it seemed that the person who was beheaded could survive for a long time, but, but Liu Yan's situation seemed to be a little different.

After thinking about it, Luo Yu still ran out, with a strange feeling, and hugged Liu Yan's lower body, which was still twitching, she had always been sharp with her hands and feet, but she looked a little clumsy at this time, just like a preschool child playing with blocks, although she could put the two bodies together, it looked meaningless.

"What should I do? How can I save you? Luo Yu was completely numb, and she picked up the internal organs and intestines that were dragged on the ground, and stuffed them into the bloody abdominal cavity with her eyes closed.

Liu Yan smiled miserably and shook his head, somehow, he could still speak just now, but at this moment he seemed to have lost his language function.

He rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, then wiped his hand in the blood of the incision in his abdomen, and pulled his fingers to the ground to write a word.

"Let's go."

"I can't, I can't leave you behind." Luo Yu This is the truth, it is not a meaningless entanglement, after all, Liu Yan is still alive, and there is also a layer of living corpses.

I heard that Song Yao and Lu Qian were also covered in bruises before, but weren't the people who appeared in front of them just good and decent people?

Liu Yan sighed weakly and wrote again

The word "time". Luo Yu understood what he meant, time was indeed urgent, but what could it be urgent, there was also an explosion around the island, and the four teams were scattered, and at present, no one knew what to do next.

Just as the two were talking in this bloody way, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the waiting room next door, accompanied by Fang Fei's screams, and it seemed that a second collapse had occurred.

Luo Yu's eyes changed, frowned and rushed over, the ticket gate in the waiting room seemed to have collapsed again, and several young people were fleeing to the side in a panic, coughing violently.

Fang Fei sat on the ground, stunned and stared at the billowing smoke, Luo Yu helped her up, but she didn't pay attention.

"What's going on?" Luo Yu asked.

"No, I don't know, all of a sudden, it seems to have exploded again." Fang Fei was shocked, she was checking along the gap with a young man, trying to move away the stone slab that was pressing the downward passage, suddenly there was a muffled sound, the floor slab burst, and the young man standing on top didn't even have time to exclaim before he fell down and made no sound.

The night wind poured into the large hole overhead, and the smoke and dust gushing out of the passage mouth were swept away. The grizzled Wu Wentao stood at the entrance of the passage, holding a rifle in one hand, shaking his head full of dust and lime, shaking his arm and throwing the person on his shoulder to the ground.

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