My boss hung up again

I'm really looking for death-that's a girl playing with guns.

The seizure of the chainsaw made Bian Yuan more cautious.

She has been in the cycle more than 300 times, but she is still prone to carelessness.The man who took the chainsaw was just trying to steal the car, and he was not very smart so he was able to subdue it. If it fell into the hands of someone who really wanted to kill them, I am afraid that time has restarted again by now.

She had to concentrate, even if Xin Yitong was by her side, she couldn't be distracted.

Back in the car, Bian Yuan put the gun by her lap, ready to reach at any time, then took out something from under the car seat, and slapped it in Xin Yitong's hand.

This heavy and cold thing is a pistol.

"Will you shoot?" Bian Yuan asked.

Xin Yitong shook her head vigorously.

"No, I'll teach you, it's not difficult, just be careful about your posture, and don't get hit in the face by the bullet casings that burst out." Bian Yuan said, "Protect yourself when necessary."

Xin Yitong looked at the gun with complicated emotions.

"Protect me too." Bian Yuan blinked and smiled sweetly.

Xin Yitong: "..."

--------

While driving, Bodhidharma took a peek at the wound on Song Ying's knee. Although the bleeding had been stopped and disinfected, the wound after the epidermis was rubbed was still shocking, and it hurt for her to see it.The hospital was also destroyed by the earthquake, and I couldn't find a medical station when I tried to find it. Everywhere I drove was blocked. The air conditioner in the car was not turned off, and I was about to run out of gas.

"Sister, are we going out of town?" Bodhidharma asked cautiously. She could see that Song Ying was very irritable, and she kept frowning.I have been working as an assistant beside Song Ying for more than two years. This irritable ancestor has to be handled carefully, otherwise her bad temper may affect her at any time.

But after all, IQ is limited, this sentence still stepped on Song Ying's minefield.

"Get out of the city, how can you get out when all the roads are blocked!"

Bodhidharma shrugged his shoulders: "...Then, where shall we go now?"

"Of course I'm going to find a place to sleep!"

"But didn't your house collapse? Even the company collapsed."

"That's why I'm looking for it!"

Bodhidharma stopped talking, because if he didn't talk, he wouldn't be scolded. This is definitely the wisest thing to do.

Song Ying knocked her on the head: "The car is almost out of gas, hurry up and find a gas station to refuel! I really worry about me to death! Why don't you talk, you?"

Bodhidharma: "..."

Bodhidharma's eyelids were about to sink to the ground, and his stomach was growling with hunger.The whole city has collapsed, so where is the gas station?

Song Ying heard the sound of her stomach and remembered that she hadn't eaten dinner.As an artist, Song Ying has basically forgotten what dinner is, but Bodhidharma is different. She can carry all of Song Ying's belongings by herself, and she still needs the blessing of dinner.

"Hello." Song Ying said to the back seat, "I'll bring you something to eat."

The girl in the back seat hugged the dirty teddy bear and didn't answer her.Ever since she was rescued by Song Ying into the car, she has always looked like this, neither crying, laughing, nor speaking, just like a ghost.

"What do you eat?" Song Ying asked Bodhidharma.

"Potato chips."

Song Ying unbuckled her seat belt and leaned over, pulled a bag of potato chips and a bottle of water from the girl's legs, only to find that the girl's thighs and waist were covered in blood, and she was also injured.

"Are you dumb? Don't tell me if you're injured." Song Ying opened the potato chips and handed them to Bodhidharma, and Bodhidharma ate them while looking for a gas station.

"Here." Song Ying threw the medical bag to the girl in the back seat, "You should sterilize it yourself, if the wound is infected, you will suffer."

The medical bag was thrown on the girl's lap, she still didn't move, Song Ying turned her head away, and heard her say in a very low voice: "Thank you."

The girl's face was covered in dirt, she couldn't see her face clearly, and she was wearing a very ordinary hoodie and jeans. For a while, Song Ying couldn't tell her age. When she spoke like this, it sounded like a very young voice. Dress like a high school student.

"So it's not dumb." Song Ying didn't have much interest in her either, she was just a kitten picked up by the side of the road.What worries her even more is the current situation.

The earthquake came too suddenly, and the email was strange. What's even more strange is that the rescue came in a timely manner after the earthquake. There are still sounds of helicopters circling in the sky, but there are very few medical stations and resettlement points.The plants growing all over the city are coming fiercely. Maybe tomorrow morning, when the sun covers the earth again, the city will be swallowed by the plants.

All of this is too abnormal and will never appear in real life.

What made her even more flustered was—where did everyone go?

The earthquake was very strong, and many buildings collapsed and many people died. But the city is a megacity with a population of over ten million. Even if only [-]% of the people live, it is impossible to be as desolate as it is now.

Their car drove crookedly in the city center, and except for the occasional corpse, it was not popular at all.

Just when she was getting more and more worried, she saw a little light.

A gas station suddenly appeared among the ruins.

"Sister, is this a mirage or am I hallucinating from exhaustion? Why did I see the gas station?" Dharma blinked desperately.

"You're fine, and I saw it too. It's just right, go cheer."

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts? Ghosts purposely set up a gas station to lure us over there! Sis, think about it! We can come to whatever we want, and this ghost can read minds!"

Song Ying rolled her eyes unbearably: "Don't think about it, please! Hurry up!"

Bodhidharma moved the car to the side of the gas station tremblingly, and saw two workers in overalls put the searchlight on the work stand, and were struggling to carry the oil barrel out of the warehouse.

This gas station didn't collapse, it was a real person!

Bodhidharma also got excited, and immediately pulled the car over, telling the staff that he wanted to buy a barrel of gasoline.

"Okay." The staff member said, "The grease gun is broken, I'll fill it in for you after you pay."

"Okay. Are you unable to swipe your card?"

"Yes, only cash."

Song Ying gave the wallet to Bodhidharma. She usually doesn't like to bring cash, and she doesn't need to spend money. There are more than 1000 in it, which is enough.

"Three thousand per barrel." The staff carried the oil barrel to her car.

Bodhidharma was stunned, thinking he heard it wrong: "How much?"

"3000 yuan." The staff member repeated.

"Are you crazy, 3000 yuan for a barrel of oil?! Why don't you grab it!"

"Do you want?"

"It's too expensive, you guys are taking advantage of the fire!"

"Don't forget it." The staff didn't talk nonsense to her, and moved the oil barrel away, "In the future, you will cry and beg me not to sell it, and you don't know what's going on now?"

The staff spoke mysteriously, with a mocking expression, Song Ying thought for a moment and stopped him.

"Here." She handed her mobile phone up, "I just bought a new model of more than 7 yuan. In exchange for two barrels of oil, one barrel will be filled for me, and the other barrel will be put in the trunk."

The staff sneered: "There is no electricity or internet, and the mobile phone has long been disconnected. How much is your broken mobile phone worth?"

"That's right, can I stay without internet now? Don't forget it, Bodhidharma, let's go."

Bodhidharma watched as she didn't move, he couldn't make up his mind whether she was telling the truth or lying to her.

"Let's go." Song Ying ordered again.

"oh oh……"

Seeing that the car was about to leave, the staff stepped forward and grabbed the door: "Wait a minute! One barrel of gasoline is exchanged for one mobile phone, just one barrel!"

Song Ying said: "Deal."

While filling gasoline, another car drove up. Song Ying glanced at the sv. The whole car felt heavy, and she didn't know how much stuff was inside.The car was covered with film, and the gas station only had a few emergency lights, so it was impossible to see the situation in the car clearly.

The windows of the sv were down, and there was a woman in the car, so she had to refuel.Another staff member came up to quote, but the person in the car actually gave him a wad of cash.

Song Ying began to pay attention to the person in the car.

Bian Yuan watched the staff bring oil drums and oil pipes from the rearview mirror, looked around the back of the car and asked, "Where is the fuel tank port?"

Xin Yitong asked in a low voice: "How come the people at the gas station don't know where the fuel tank is? Your car is not an unpopular model."

Bian Yuan looked at the rearview mirror coldly: "He wants to lead us out of the car."

Xin Yitong's nerves tensed up suddenly.

The staff came to knock on her car window: "Where is the fuel tank port? I can't find it."

"Just above the wheel."

"Where? I didn't see it."

The black muzzle of the gun protruded from the car and pressed against his chest.

The staff fell silent immediately.

"Did you see it now?" Bian Yuan asked again.

"Look, I saw..."

"Very well, let's go cheer."

The staff refueled obediently, looking back at the car window from time to time.

After filling up the gas, Bian Yuan was about to start the car and leave, when she saw a group of people walking from a distant field, including men and women, old and young, totaling eight people, walking unsteadily, without making a sound.

Seeing the gas station, their pace accelerated significantly. The staff was frightened by the sudden and strange scene, and while backing away, they took a light to shine on their faces: "What are you doing! Who is it!"