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Leng Yue's guess was right, this is a trap, and it is a trap with no new ideas. Using a woman as bait, five or six men set up an ambush to attack well-meaning or curious passers-by.

It's a pity that after facing Ding Chen's three people, the number of five or six men is really not enough, so in a blink of an eye, only the woman standing by the wall and screaming in fright was left in front of Ding Chen, and everyone else had already fallen to the ground.

In Ding Chen's opinion, the way a woman plays a victim now is much more real than just now.

"I'll just say it's unnecessary." Leng Yue said. The barrel of her pistol was still emitting faint smoke, and because she fired before Ding Chen, she fired an extra bullet.

"Let's go." Ding Chen shook his head, unloaded the bullet from the gun and pressed it back into the magazine, then turned around and walked backwards. Leng Yue glanced at the woman standing by the wall with her face in her hands, raised her hand to unload the magazine in the gun, looked at the woman and said, "I won't kill you, just because I don't want to waste bullets, if you are smart enough, pick up the gun on the ground and give yourself a look." ”

Seeing Leng Yue turn to leave, the nervous woman suddenly relaxed, squatted on the ground, hugged her head and cried.

"If you encounter this situation next time." Leng Yue caught up with Ding Chen and said, "You'd better kill everyone." "It's usually a family who does this kind of work, and I don't think it's good for her to keep that woman," she said. ”

"At least she's alive." Ding Chen said, and then he heard a gunshot in the dilapidated house behind him.

"Not next time." Ding Chen was stunned for a moment before he said regretfully: "If I forget, you will give me a shot first." ”

"I won't." Leng Yue said lightly: "No one can stop people from dying, and it has nothing to do with me if you want to die." ”

It was probably the reason why Ding Chen and the three of them killed this group cleanly, and their journey that day was relatively smooth. After nightfall, they found an abandoned farmhouse with only two walls left for the night.

Ding Chen's observation is outstanding, so he found that there was a skeleton half-hidden under the collapsed part of the house, and only a leg bone could be seen, and he didn't know if it was the owner of the farmhouse.

The three of them got on fire, but they didn't cook. The aroma of food can cause unnecessary trouble. Sometimes hungry people are more dangerous than wild animals.

In the middle of the night, Ding Chen was awakened by the sound of a motorcycle. He got up and felt for the collapsed door, and asked Frost, who was sitting against the wall with a gun, "Is there gasoline here?" ”

As if to prove Ding Chen's judgment correct, several continuous pillars of light pierced the dark night sky, and the roar of the engine got closer and closer.

"It's biofuel." Frost whispered. They had made a fire in the ruined house, and a dark red glow could certainly be seen in the night. But the motorcycles didn't notice them and drove straight into the distance.

"I can't think of clean energy." Ding Chen chuckled under his breath. The alarm was lifted, and his lust rose again, so he leaned over to Frost's side and reached out to hug her. Frost struggled for a moment and whispered, "There's no water around here." ”

Although it is common for her to go without a shower for a few weeks when she is on a mission, it does not mean that she is willing to endure filth, so every time she and Ding Chen do something they love, they have to wash their bodies, and now when she mentions the problem of water, it is almost equivalent to a direct refusal.

Ding Chen sighed, didn't let go of the hand holding Ning Shuang, and whispered in her ear: "Anyway, I'm awake too, you can sleep for a while." ”

Ning Shuang turned his head to look at him, but he took the opportunity to kiss him, so he understood that it was impossible for him to let go of himself, so he leaned into Ding Chen's arms and found a comfortable position to fall asleep.

The morning in District 71 was silent and cold, and there was not a single figure to be seen on the road.

Leng Yue opened the blanket wrapped around her body, and looked at Ning Shuang still sleeping soundly in Ding Chen's arms, and sighed helplessly. This was not the first time that Ning Frost had slept in Ding Chen's arms, and Leng Yue found that every time at this time, Ning Frost would sleep a little heavier than usual.

Leng Yue was able to comprehend the change in the frost, and it was obvious that Ding Chen's embrace made her feel safe. Leng Yue herself had never had a similar experience, so she even had some yearning for it, but she was more worried that the condensation frost would lower her vigilance, and when danger came, a second of slow reaction would probably be fatal.

In any case, it was impossible for Frost to follow Ding Chen's side all the time. Ding Chen couldn't protect her forever.

Seeing Leng Yue open her eyes, Ding Chen made a silent gesture to her, signaling for Ning Shuang to sleep a little longer. Leng Yue glanced at him, and wrapped the blanket tightly again with a straight face. Anyway, they weren't in a hurry.

After daybreak, pedestrians began to appear on the road, and in addition to a few ragged locals, there were occasional groups of travelers, some of whom were passers-by to District 53, but more of them caravans who were doing business to and from District 71. Because if they don't want to do business with District 71, almost all merchants will choose to take a detour to District 27 instead of going through Area 71.

The team of motorcycles that passed in the middle of the night came back, of course, Ding Chen couldn't tell if it was the same team, and made this judgment only because they were the same number.

This time it was daylight, so he finally got a good look at the motorcycles, which should have been individually modified, and the appearance was completely unrecognizable, with a lot of art-style bits and pieces added to them. Ding Chen felt that if there was a traffic management department in District 71, he would never agree to drive on the road with these scrap copper and rotten iron that would move.

It is not known whether the engine power of these motorcycles is not enough or the so-called calorific value of biofuel is too low, so the exhaust sound of these motorcycles sounds deafening, but in reality it is not fast, that is, between 50 and 60 kilometers per hour.

It seems that everyone knows the identity of these bikers, and no matter how many pedestrians there are, they will dodge to the side and get out of the way. Some locals even hide under the road.

Ning Shuang slowly opened his eyes, moved his body under Ding Chen's smiling gaze, looked up at the sun in the sky, and said in amazement: "It's so late?" ”

"If it weren't for the gunshot that would wake you up, I'd have killed those motorcyclists." Ding Chen smiled: "You dare to disturb my family's good dreams of condensation." ”

Ning Shuang smiled and raised her hand to pat his face, "You won't." She said, "It's possible for me to do that." ”

Hearing the conversation between the two people, Leng Yue opened her eyes, frowned and said, "Do you want me to go out first?" ”

"I'm sorry." Ding Chen and Ning Shuang glanced at each other, and Ding Chen said, "We'll be fine right away." ”

Leng Yue got up to pack up the blanket and didn't look at the good morning kiss of the two people by the door. In her heart, she was secretly vigilant, she really fell asleep again just now!