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"Coincidentally, I couldn't find him either." Jiang Minglang slammed his fist on the wall, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where are you?"

"What do you want to do?" Qi Ke had a bad premonition, he lowered his voice and said to Jiang Minglang: "You can't come to this place. I'm fine now, you don't need to make a special trip if you're not limping. This place has just landslide for a few days, and the traffic is paralyzed, and most people can't get in if they want to come in."

Jiang Minglang blinked, and he responded, "Yes, I see."

"You really don't mess around." Qi Ke knew his stubborn temper, and he couldn't persuade him much.

"Don't worry." Jiang Minglang smiled, "Is the area of ​​the landslide large? How are the locals?" He turned around and asked about the casualties of the locals.

Qi Ke felt that the ominous premonition in his heart was getting heavier, and he said, "Why are you asking this?"

"Don't worry, I just want to donate to the local area, and I won't do anything superfluous." Jiang Minglang leaned on the wall and walked to the bed and sat down again. It may be that they stood for a long time, and their legs were a little weak. too steady.

Hearing what he said, Qi Ke was slightly relieved.He looked around, and the surrounding rubble had leveled the village with a large population below.Before, he was full of joy and thought that he had found a paradise, but in less than two months, he instantly turned into a hell of ruins.

He hardly slept in these two days.On the first night, as soon as he lay down, he seemed to be able to hear someone crying softly in his ear.On the second night, he squeezed half the night with an armed police officer before he managed to close his eyes.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he lifted it up again with a sigh of relief, and said in a heavy tone: "There must be casualties, and many wounded have been rescued so far. The area affected by the disaster is too large. It is still unclear how many people were killed or injured. Now it is raining heavily again, so the situation is not very good."

After Qi Ke finished speaking, he stared straight at the armed police in orange uniforms not far away.In that place, if they had set off a little later, they would be the ones who are under the pressure now.

Also, that guy Huo Mu...

Qi Ke took a deep breath, and the smell of blood and rancidity in the air made him sneezed involuntarily.The moment he sneezed, a huge falling rock suddenly rolled down in the place surrounded by orange, which made him yell out in shock.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Minglang immediately stood up from the bed, he growled nervously towards the phone.There was a loud bang from the phone, and exclamations came and went from all around.Jiang Minglang swallowed, and he listened carefully to the voice from the phone.The chaotic sound lasted for about a minute before slowly stopping.

Seeing that Qi Ke didn't intend to speak, he asked carefully and repeatedly: "What's wrong?"

"No...it's nothing, luckily. I'm going to help distribute some living supplies, so I'll hang up first."

Qi Ke's voice was intermittent, and before Jiang Minglang could hear it clearly, Qi Ke had already hung up the phone.After staring at the communication record for a few seconds, he put the phone back into his pocket and hurried out.

On the third day after the mudslide, Jiang Minglang drove towards the nearest parking spot in the disaster area with a convoy of supplies.He was sitting in the co-pilot of the last car in the convoy, and he opened Weibo to constantly update the official news of the disaster-stricken area.During this period of time, he had little chance of being on Weibo, and it seemed that he was the only one in the world who didn't know about the news of a huge landslide in Qi Ke's filming location.

According to news from the official Weibo, the disaster situation had almost stabilized on the third day, and most people were evacuated to the local safety zone.Yesterday's heavy rain began to slowly turn into light rain, and the surrounding visibility was much higher.Jiang Minglang looked at every photo posted on the official Weibo account very carefully, for fear of missing some bastard.

Because of the rain and the unfamiliar road conditions, Jiang Minglang and his group walked extremely slowly.It usually takes only half a day of driving time, but they staggered all the way for almost a day.They set off at 04:30 in the morning, and they didn't arrive at the parking spot until [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

The parking point is still a certain distance from the safe zone, and the supplies on the car have to be carried by manpower bit by bit.The people who came to carry the goods were all local strong and strong young men, and each of them carried a bamboo basket on their backs. Some of the bamboo strips were still green, and it seemed that many baskets were made in the past two days.

Jiang Minglang raised his trousers, he walked to a table or an old woman on the concrete floor and called her.

"Grandma, can I borrow this basket of yours?" He definitely couldn't let go of this good opportunity to carry supplies into the safe zone.

Grandma is old and cannot understand or speak Mandarin.After she dragged Jiang Minglang and murmured a few words that he couldn't hear, he suddenly came to his senses.Jiang Minglang reached out to touch the pannier of the grandma, then pointed to the mineral water piled up next to the car and the person carrying the pannier.

Sure enough, sign language is used all over the world. Grandma excitedly grabbed Jiang Minglang's wrist and spoke to him in the local dialect.Jiang Minglang thanked him and was about to leave when Grandma suddenly said something to him in dialect.

This time he understood.

Be careful on the road.

Jiang Minglang said thank you, and he grabbed the pannier given by his grandmother and entered the transport team.Because the transportation team was formed spontaneously by local people and social figures, no one cared about the addition of Jiang Minglang.The team that Jiang Minglang followed was mainly responsible for carrying mineral water that could be drunk directly, such as the large mineral water that was measured in liters. They had to carry a dozen bottles in each basket.

He doesn't like exercising usually, his arms are fleshless and his legs are weak, and the pressure of more than ten bottles of mineral water makes him stagger when he walks a few steps.Fortunately, it's getting dark now, and few people can find out about his little problems.The mountain road is rugged, and many of the roads into the mountain are completely buried by gravel. If you don't pay attention, you can sprain your feet.

Fortunately, Jiang Minglang watched the road carefully, and there was no danger along the way, so he held his breath and forced himself to reach the safe zone.After the materials are carried back, they will not be distributed to the victims immediately.They had to stack up the materials neatly first, and then start distributing them to the affected villagers after counting the quantity.

In the safe zone, it was the first time Jiang Minglang had seen the power of natural disasters after living for so long.He took out the water in the bamboo basket and put it in the designated place.With the remaining light in the evening, Jiang Minglang caught sight of a ruin not far away without any precaution.A large amount of sand is mixed with stones, among which there are many cement boards and steel bars exposed after the collapse of houses.

A group of armed police and rescue teams are constantly searching with the most primitive equipment. It is hard to imagine that there will be such a fragile creature crushed under those piles of heavy stones.

He couldn't help thinking, as a fragile creature, if the person crushed under the rubble was Huo Mu...

"Everyone can come and get something!"

Before he could figure out the possible answer to this question, a mid-air voice suddenly came from behind him.Very familiar, it makes people very angry.

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