Qiang Lei took a deep breath and followed, and the gangster trio glanced at each other and followed closely.

Several mermaids rushed in, stumbling to the fourth floor, He Jun instructed Luo Jiaqi to go back to the third floor to get the sheets, and he and Qiang Lei tore open the tape measure and measured the corpses one by one.

The corpses on the fourth floor were burned to the ground, and if the corpses were straightened, they might break their arms and legs, and it would not be a matter of breaking the devils, and it would be inappropriate to break the bodies of the martyrs.

So the two patiently pressed the tape measure on the corpse, measured inch by inch, upstairs and downstairs, and only one body was more than 1.7 meters long.

He Jun still had some doubts in his heart, and he didn't dare to guarantee that this body was 100% Lu Hongyu, but in this era, devils who are more than one meter seven are one in a thousand, not to mention that they are rare, and he and Qiang Lei personally carried Lu Hongyu's body to the sheets.

"Bean, Liangzi, come over and help." He Jun greeted.

If there is a wound in the arm, there is no need for him to carry the martyrs.

"Wait." Qiang Lei stopped, "Where do you want to carry it?" ”

He Jun was surprised: "Where else can you lift, lift the downstairs into the ground for safety." ”

"I suggest that I lift the upstairs and stop for a while, the community will be about to cross, and if I wear it back to modern times this time, it will also be an explanation for his family." Qiang Lei said solemnly, "It's so cold, don't worry about **, if you don't go back to modern times, it's not too late to bury him."

"It's fine." He Jun nodded, "Let's go, go upstairs." ”

"Where?" Ryoko asked.

"On the eighteenth floor, it's parked in the sentry room." He Jun said casually.

He wanted to talk about the eighth floor, but the window panes on the eighth floor were all shattered, what if a scavenging bird got into the house?

There are no doors on the eighteenth floor, but the windows are still intact, and the window glass has a few holes, which is breathable and does not allow eagles and other birds to enter, and the conditions are very suitable.

Several people carried Lu Hongyu up, and when he was halfway there, He Jun felt that it was not appropriate to directly put the body of the martyr on the ground, and let him run to the eighth floor. Take the cushions on the sofa, put them in the middle of the living room after going to the eighteenth floor, and then put the sheets on them and carefully arrange them, which can be regarded as a simple mourning hall.

But the charred bodies of the martyrs were left unattended. It seems that there is almost something, and in the end, a white sheet was found to cover the martyr's body, and the merit was completed.

When leaving, Qiang Lei decided to send the remains of several other martyrs over as well.

At this time, breakfast had already been prepared, and Building 13 had already sent someone to urge it three times. But none of the militiamen who cleaned the indoor battlefield had any appetite and collectively refused to eat.

When Qiang Lei heard the news, he subconsciously looked at He Jun and asked curiously, "Are you hungry?" ”

He Jun pursed the corners of his mouth: "Hungry, but I don't have much appetite." ”

"If you don't have an appetite, come and have a look, and eat a little more." Qiang Lei strongly asked He Jun to eat a little, but He Jun couldn't refuse, and reluctantly followed Qiang Lei back to Building 13.

Maybe it's because I fought with the devil in the morning, and today's breakfast is much richer than usual, millet porridge, cornmeal wotou and stewed dried radish with salted meat.

In these years, there is no vegetable basket project, and the poor people may not even be able to eat. Not to mention eating vegetables, the second boss sent more than 20 truckloads of grain, but the vegetables were only half a bag of dried radish strips, a small bag of dried fungus and some dried mushrooms.

The fragrance of food came to his face, diluting He Jun's blood, but he still had no appetite.

However, the heartless awkwardness immediately forgot the experience of piling up corpses, and as soon as his belly gurgled and screamed, he immediately picked up a bowl and filled a large bowl of porridge.

Qiang Lei smiled dumbly, found the aunt who was cooking, and asked, "Aunt Hu, has Building 17 been sent over?" ”

Aunt Hu nodded and whispered, "It's over, why don't you eat some first?" ”

"I have something to do. I'll talk about that later. Qiang Lei turned his head and ordered: "Xiao He, you can eat a little, I have something to do, and I will come back in a while." ”

He Jun looked at Luo Jiaqi and Liangzi: "Do you two want to eat?" ”

The two shook their heads in unison. He Jun sighed: "Let's accompany each other." After saying that, he sat down awkwardly.

Luo Jiaqi and Liangzi also sat down, looking at the awkward foodie who was eating nonsense next to him, the appetite of the three people seemed to have recovered a little, and it didn't take long for Luo Jiaqi to be the first to hold back and break half of the nest and take a bite.

Then Liangzi and He Jun fell one after another. Although the two of them only had a little porridge to drink, they were finally able to eat.

He Jun drank porridge in small sips and wondered: Watching people eat still has the effect of restoring appetite? It is estimated that it is just to see that this kind of foodie eats seastuffs, and it will have a healing effect.

Before he finished drinking half a bowl of porridge, Qiang Lei hurried back, his expression was unwavering, he sat beside He Jun with a bowl of porridge, and drank slowly without a sip.

I don't know why, He Jun felt that Qiang Lei seemed to be a little absent-minded, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Qiang Lei tugged at the corners of his mouth: "It's okay, it's nothing." ”

He Jun is even more suspicious, Qiang Lei is a very decisive person, I have never seen him answer a question twice, no, there is weirdness!

He Jun deliberately stared at Qiang Lei's face, at the beginning Qiang Lei was forced to calm down, pretending that nothing had happened, but soon he couldn't hold back and put down the porridge bowl helplessly: "Why are you looking at me with such eyes?" ”

"What did you just do?" He Jun asked straight to the point, "Don't tell me that I didn't do anything, I don't believe it." ”

Qiang Lei smiled: "Is it so obvious? ”

"What do you think?" He Jun did not answer the rhetorical question.

The strange atmosphere between the two quickly spread, and the gangster trio at the same table froze together, and the eyes of the three of them kept moving around on He Jun and Qiang Lei's faces, and they couldn't figure out what was wrong with the two of them.

Facing He Jun's questioning, Qiang Lei suddenly smiled, smiling heartily and openly.

He Jun suddenly found that the strange feeling on Qiang Lei's body suddenly disappeared. He was a little confused, what was going on? Is it a delusion?

Qiang Lei looked at He Jun calmly and pursed his lips, as if he was hesitating about something, but he quickly made a decision, took a deep breath and said, "Xiao He, I plan to stay." ”

"What?" He Jun's mind didn't turn around, "Where to stay?" ”

Qiang Lei smiled: "Where else can it be, it's here, stay in this time and space, and don't go back." ”

He Jun stood up suddenly: "What do you want to do?" ”

For He Jun, this news is no better than the sky falling

He has always been worried that the appearance of the community in this time and space will affect the future direction of history, but the more he is afraid of something, the more he will come, and in the end, Qiang Lei wants to stay.

The gangster trio collectively lost their voices, looking at Qiang Lei's eyes burning with rage. (To be continued.) )