Rainy night

The scene behind the rotten palm, Liu Jinya watched the last scene before his death.

Two figures, one tall and one short, stood at the door of his house.

The horrified face of the little man made him faint with startle.

Lu Cheng despised Liu Jinya, who fell to the ground, and helped his mother-in-law next to him to walk in.

"Granny Wu, slow down."

"Hmm." The old woman looked at the man on the ground in her cloudy green eyes and licked the corners of her mouth.

stretched out his long white tongue and curled towards the other party。。。。。。

The rotting corpse of the tall man walking was Lu Cheng, and that Granny Wu was the white chrysanthemum long tongue that Lu Cheng, who was stabbed to death by Brother Pingtou.

As Granny Wu ate, her rotting body began to gradually return to its original smoothness, and it was not until she recovered her human body that Lu Cheng lay on the ground and licked the remaining blood.

The door had been quietly shut, and the silent death of a gold digger had not caused much of a stir in the world.

In the command center of the Qamdo Defense Army, Li Kongling was looking at the real-time satellite perspective transmitted from the central 3D display.

Heavy rain covered the whole of Chamdo, and the fires near the edge were alleviated.

Li Kongling frowned, then returned to his cold expression and walked to the command platform and stood behind the supreme commander.

The Supreme Commander is sixty years old, with white eyebrows and red nose, and solemn eyes, and he is one of the best battlefield veterans in the entire Heavenly Kingdom.

Since the establishment of the Qamdo Disaster Relief Combat Center, the veteran has stayed on the front line all day to control the overall situation, with no more than five hours of rest every day.

He had just slept late at night and got up to deal with it because of the fire in Qamdo.

After working for an hour, after the artificial rainfall on Qamdo, he had to take several staff officers to analyze the data after the artificial rainfall on Qamdo, as well as the distribution of the city's population.

"The effect of artificial rainfall is remarkable, the edge fires have been effectively contained, and the local fires have not been affected. However, the fire destroyed the electrical circuits in Baidong District, Youhu District, and Guanglin District, and a large number of stampedes and criminal activities occurred among the crowd. ”

"How's the evacuation going?"

"One hundred and eight thousand six hundred and thirteen people have been evacuated."

"Well, the ideological work of the masses must be done well, and while appeasing the people's hearts, psychological evaluations must be conducted after two or three safety tests."

"Yes, Chief!"

"It has been proven that our actions are effective, but this fire runs through the three fringe areas of the city, and the casualties caused are incalculable, this is an organized, premeditated large-scale anti-human and anti-social terrorist attack, check it out!" The veteran's hoarse voice was like rolling thunder.

Everyone could feel the anger of the big guy.

"Senior Colonel Li, has the Special Intelligence Department made a result on this matter?" The veteran looked back at Li Konglingdao, who was standing behind.

Li Kongling stretched his glasses and said: "There is a result, the source of arson is very likely to be the same force that released the virus." ”

The veteran squinted his eyes and shook his head at Li Kongling, and a young staff officer behind him stood up first and said, "Senior Colonel Li, the news that our military intelligence department has received is not like this, but there is the intervention of a second force. ”

"Staff Officer Zhang, do you want to say that the information of the Special Intelligence Department is untrue?" Li Kongling said lightly.

"Senior Colonel Li, I don't mean to say that the source of the Special Intelligence Department is untrue, but that our intelligence department has confirmed the information, and this is not a judgment with any personal subjective assumptions, thank you." Staff Officer Zhang's straight spine said solemnly.

"Then I'm also very sorry, the source of Tezu is using the latest international three-plus-two information collection method, and the probability of an error is almost zero."

"Okay, okay, you all don't have to say a word, special cases are handled specially, I suggest that the Military Intelligence Department and the special team share information and jointly deal with this matter." The veteran haha, Staff Officer Zhang should be, and Li Kongling was silent with a frown.

The veteran's face darkened and said, "Since Colonel Li is unwilling, you are not welcome here!" ”

The veteran is a straightforward person, and he won't hide anything, although Li Kongling's subordinate department is special, it is not worth the veteran to beg you to do something in a low voice.

Li Kongling saluted and walked out of the command room.

A jeep was waiting at the door, and the soldiers on board greeted him with an umbrella.

"Let's go." Li Kongling, who closed the car door, said lightly.

The soldier driving the car pulled his hat, turned the steering wheel and drove out of the command center.

On the suburban road, lonely jeeps will make the color of the autumn rice on both sides glow pale yellow in the dark night.

The eyes of a cold face in the rearview mirror began to turn red.

"Xiao Zhou, is the food ready?"

"Master, you're ready." Xiao Zhou trembled, he could feel the anger of his master.

"Hmm."

Li Kongling opened his mouth slightly, and a blood-colored chrysanthemum was faintly visible inside.

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The rain in Qamdo is always so cold and biting, it is obviously in the south of the Yangtze River, but it is as merciless as the frost in the north. Xia He stood under the eaves of the city's high-rise buildings, stretched out his hand to catch the rain outside, and outside of the rain, a man sat on the edge of the morning city pool.

He is like a melancholy middle-aged, obviously past the era of sad literature and art, but he still carries a copy of "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales". Let the rain wash away, and the fairy tales on the paper are sticky but still keep turning.

It was this neurotic man who made Xia He feel confused.

He had never touched her these days, and she also understood that the soul in this shell was probably no longer the big brother of Dongyang back then, but a man known as Lin Fan.

This man is obviously sentimental and doesn't like to kill, but he unleashes a group of demons to harm the world.

She had never seen such a complex contradiction.

So much so that he couldn't tell whether the other party was a good person or a bad person, but there was one thing she knew.

Somewhat, this man is selfish after all.

Although he said that he was to eliminate his feelings for her in his shell, in fact, this man had been constantly seducing her, tempting her to lie in his arms.

She began to regret the ridiculous psychology of not being able to bear to meet her first love.

But isn't that what people are?

How is it possible to forget the first love.

The man turned the last page, closed it gently, and strolled over to her.

"It's been a long time since I've read a book so happily, thank you for being with me."

"If you really thank me, let me go." Xia He said with a frosty face.

"Am I really that nasty?" The man said in frustration.

A punch pierced the wall, causing Xia He to clutch his stomach and take a few steps back.

At this time, two figures quietly went upstairs and squatted beside them.

It was the third and fourth children, whose faces were themselves a piece of carrion, and they were even more ugly because they were depressed.

"Master, is there enough of them?" The third Liu Jialin trembled.

"The sudden rain in Qamdo weakened the visual and auditory sense of the infected body, and the infection efficiency was greatly reduced." Old Siyun Mountain lowered his head and explained.

"Waste, but I don't blame you." The man said coldly, a pair of gray wings stretched out on his back, and the long tongue rolled up the screaming Xia He and flew into the rainy night.

"Let go of me!" Xia He screamed.

"Are you sure?" Lin Fan looked at Qamdo under the night sky evilly.

Ignoring Xia He's struggles, he flew in the direction of the sense.

On the edge of the sporadic sea of fires, beside the wreckage of the supermarket that has become a black charcoal sign, nearly 100 people stood in the rainy night.

Zhang Zu, who was surrounded in the center, was covered in blood, looking at more than 100 mutants, painful and happy.

Especially in the case where there are many women's soldiers, the voice of the warbler Yanyan makes someone know that these are not normal living people.

Suddenly, he looked up at the sky.

Above the sky, a pair of gray wings stopped above his head, and both sides instantly caught the same cold eyes of the other.

Killing intent, instant burning!