Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

In the warehouse at Xitou, a new batch of "slaves" were escorted into the warehouse.

The receiving process is the same as usual.The guards of the new humans seldom guard against the slaves in shackles, let alone the old humans whose physique is several times weaker than the new humans.

They used special knives to cut a small cut on everyone's arm, and the wound did not heal, confirming their old human identity.After that, they only proposed Ding Qiuyun and Gu Xinzhi to be sent to the higher-level A library, and the others were all sent to the B library.

On the way to the basement dragging the heavy chains, Ding Qiuyun said: "If Vice Team Gu had agreed to surrender to the new humans earlier, they wouldn't have fallen to this point."

Gu Xinzhi took a look at Ding Qiuyun: "What are you talking about now?"

Ding Qiuyun laughed mockingly: "Ha."

Gu Xinzhi asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Ding Qiuyun said: "The leader of Xiaogu has become a prisoner."

Gu Xinzhi asked back: "Is this what Captain Ding wants?"

Ding Qiuyun shook the shackles on his hands: "Almost."

Gu Xinzhi concealed the smile on the corner of his mouth: "That's good."

A new human being in charge of escorting is happy to see two down-and-out people attacking and complaining to each other. He even likes to put a small amount of food in the prison, and see those well-dressed old human beings fight for a little profit.

This kind of innocuous conversation between the two obviously couldn't satisfy his desire.So he kicked Ding Qiuyun's lower back.

Ding Qiuyun knelt down on one knee, the new wound on his chest was pulled, and he frowned slightly.

Gu Xinzhi, who was shackled by the same chain as him, slumped forward in order to avoid hurting Ding Qiuyun, and happened to meet his fleeting pained expression.

The new human A didn't know what to do, and said with a smile: "Arguing, keep arguing.... You, stand up."

He patted Gu Xinzhi on the back of the head, raised his foot and stomped on Ding Qiuyun's shoulder brazenly, and said to Ding Qiuyun, "You talk a lot, let someone walk you to the dungeon....Climb quickly."

Companion B, who is a new human, is a little disgusted by this: "Stop playing, throw them in early, and finish the job early. It's time to turn over in 20 minutes."

A grinned: "Look how much fun it is to walk the dog."

B walked up to Ding Qiuyun disapprovingly, trying to pull him up: "Don't pretend to be dead, you..."

At this moment, Ding Qiuyun and Gu Xinzhi moved at the same time.

Ding Qiuyun bumped his head on B's lower abdomen, and when he was out of balance, he quickly caught the gun belt on his slanted back with the toe of his left foot.

Ding Qiuyun stepped on the body of the gun and knocked his right foot on the ground, a sharp blade popped out from his toe, pointing straight at his throat like a dagger.

And Gu Xinzhi directly twisted the iron chain that bound the hands of the two around Jia's neck.

The iron chain was heavy and barbed, and before A could utter a cry, Gu Xinzhi's neck was strangled!

…If you want to completely kill new humans, you can only cause irreparable damage in a short period of time, so in general, decapitation and burning are the most effective.

A wave of warmth splashed onto the side of Ding Qiuyun's face.

Without looking back, he wiped the blood from his cheek with his shoulder.

With blood all over his face, Gu Xinzhi kicked the rolling head aside, walked to the side of the new human being B, whose face was pale with shock and could not scream, tilted his head and looked at it, as if thinking How should he die.

Ding Qiuyun spat out a hairpin from his mouth and said vaguely, "Don't kill it. Keep it."

Hearing this, Gu Xinzhi really put away the murderous intent in his eyes, and only lifted his chin with his hands, cutting off the possibility of the other party asking for help again.

Ding Qiuyun leaned down, held the hairpin in his mouth, inserted it into the keyhole and gently moved it.

Before they came, they had practiced many times in the car, and the chains they used were also the most old-fashioned. Not to mention Ding Qiuyun who taught them how to pick a lock, Sun Bin was able to master it after a few times of practice.

Ding Qiuyun's hands were covered with blood gushing from the nail cavity, a little slippery, which directly affected the progress of unlocking the lock, and it was not easy to clean. It seemed that he could only rub it off after being frozen into blood ice.

Ding Qiuyun complained: "My hands are all dirty by you."

...The subtext is, don't do this in front of me or my team members in the future.

Gu Xinzhi thought for a while and said, "I'll pay attention next time."

... His answer was, yes.

Relying on a hair pin, Ding Qiuyun loosened the shackles on the hands of the two, put away the dagger on the toes, picked up the gun that fell on the ground, and motioned Gu Xinzhi to pick up the limp new human B.

He turned around to search A's body for anything of value, but Gu Xinzhi asked B forcefully, "Is there anyone guarding the warehouse?"

After getting a negative answer, he asked again: "When opening the door, is it facial recognition, iris recognition, or directly using the key to open the door?"

Because the mouth could not be closed, streams of saliva flowed from New Human B's mouth.

In extreme fear, he made a three-to-one tremblingly.

...There are no such cumbersome procedures, just take the key to open the door.

While talking, Ding Qiuyun also found the key from A, silently shook Gu Xinzhi, and then walked to B, smiling gently: "Thank you."

Immediately, he covered B's mouth, took out a dose of injection from the side of the boot, and directly pierced into B's jugular artery.

This medicine was made by Sister Lu, who is also a new human. In terms of purity, it is enough to anesthetize a cow, but for new human beings, it can make them sleep for eight or nine minutes at most.

After confirming that B had completely passed out, Gu Xinzhi consciously picked him up and carried him on his back.

Ding Qiuyun didn't say anything to him, looked at the monitor on the wall with the red light off, and patted the footprints on his shoulder.

Since they entered the slave warehouse, Sun Bin tried to block the signal of this warehouse.

Calculating the time, it's time for Sun Yan and the others to start.

Before they separated, Ding Qiuyun's only request to them was to solve all the troubles they encountered on the premise of not causing riots and not using guns.

When walking towards Dungeon A together with Ding Qiuyun, Gu Xinzhi said: "You really feel relieved of them."

Ding Qiuyun: "They can do it."

"I've seen their abilities many times, but that's all." Gu Xinzhi looked at Ding Qiuyun sideways, and said firmly, "I am the only one who can cooperate with you seamlessly. Is there anyone in your team who can do what I do? ?”

Ding Qiuyun said bluntly: "I believe in your ability to kill people. I just don't believe in you."

Gu Xinzhi's heart shrank from the blunt words, cold sweat broke out from the back of his heart, the pain was unbearable, and his voice became cold: "You..."

But Ding Qiuyun didn't care about his feelings at all, he just used the small heat locator to calculate how far they were from their destination.

Gu Xinzhi's raised breath let out little by little, and in the end, there was only a faint pain left in his chest.

He heard himself calling him: "Qiuyun."

Ding Qiuyun responded very emotionlessly: "Yes."

Gu Xinzhi said: "You have to admit, I am a good gun."

Ding Qiuyun said, "Well, you are."

"I'm useful."

"Yes, it's okay."

Gu Xinzhi stared at Ding Qiuyun: "So, take good care of me before I get damaged."

Ding Qiuyun raised his eyes to look at him, and nodded slightly: "Yes. I have always cherished weapons. But I don't like weapons that can fire by themselves."

Gu Xinzhi smiled lightly and stopped talking.

As long as you still think I'm useful, that's fine.

...Until you agree with me, I will be your best and unique weapon.

061 observed Gu Xinzhi's expression, worried: "Is it really okay to stimulate him like this?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't change his face: "He just wants to become a special existence in Ding Qiuyun's place, to be unique to Ding Qiuyun. Well, I'll give him this uniqueness."

In the past, it was a unique lover; now, it is a unique weapon.

Chi Xiaochi knew that the thoughts of people like Gu Xinzhi were unpredictable, and if he was not sure, he would eat him back, so Chi Xiaochi induced him and gave him a vague hope.

While guarding the surroundings, he chatted with 061: "Ding Qiuyun used to treat him as a human being, but he didn't want to be a human being; now he wants to be a human being, but it's not that simple."

When the warehouse door was opened with a key, the sudden light made all those whose feet were locked by long chains instinctively hide in the darkness, making a harsh clanging and rustling sound.

Gu Xinzhi tossed the unconscious new human down the steps.

Many people took advantage of the light to recognize that the person who was thrown to the ground was one of the guards in charge of them, and immediately started whispering.

Gu Xinzhi frowned slightly.

He didn't know how to explain their purpose in this situation, he was not used to playing the role of the savior, so he could only cast his eyes on Ding Qiuyun.

Ding Qiuyun pointed at the people on the ground, without showing much color on his face, and showed his identity concisely: "We are also old human beings. Those who want to go out, stand up. Those who don't want to go out, cover their faces and stay where they are. We respect Everyone's opinions, only take away those who are willing to go."

Soon, a group of people stood up staggeringly, while another group squatted in place, covering their faces without moving.

Seeing this, Gu Xinzhi pursed his lips and gave a light smile.

No matter at any time, there will always be someone who thinks that the enjoyment of slavery is more cost-effective than the freedom of wandering.

However, Ding Qiuyun respected the choices of these people, and glanced at Gu Xinzhi: "Unlock."

The shackles of No.1 they rescued were tied to the ankles of new human B.

Gu Xinzhi learns everything faster than ordinary people. After trying a few times, the speed of unlocking has even caught up with Ding Qiuyun. Ding Qiuyun simply slowed down the progress of unlocking on his side, and made a simple classification of the slaves. .

Those with combat experience and good health are classified into a separate group, and those with combat experience but with minor injuries are grouped into a group, responsible for protecting and caring for those who are seriously injured or have no combat experience and ability at all.

After simple classification, Ding Qiuyun took off the work uniform of the new human being, put it on himself, and at the same time turned his head and said: "Within range."

Gu Xinzhi freed a person from the shackles: "Huh?"

"Twenty minutes is almost here."

If someone else heard Ding Qiuyun's words, he would have to be stunned for a moment before he could understand what he was referring to, but Gu Xinzhi just nodded and walked out.

Ding Qiuyun then ordered: "Vice-team Gu, do your job more quickly."

Gu Xinzhi pressed the corner of his lips: "Yes, Team Ding."

Sun Yan and the others led a group of slaves, and when they walked up another passageway with their heads poking around, they were staggered by the bloody smell that hit their faces.

Gu Xinzhi lit a few incense sticks and turned on the ventilation fan. He himself was sitting by the computer in the closed front desk of the hotel, holding a misty smoke between his blood-stained right hand and randomly clicking on the keyboard with his left hand. Press it, leaving a string of undried blood. Two military daggers are crossed and stored in the sheepskin sheath on the back, hanging on the back of the waist.

Judging from the scene, there should have been a fierce fighting here just now, but there was no blood or corpses on the ground, and there were traces on the ground that had just been dragged with a wet mop.

The fishy smell was pungent, and Sun Yan resisted the surging nausea. First, he stuffed a piece of mint looted from the stunned guard into his stupid brother's mouth, so as to suppress the taste, and then asked, "Where is Team Ding?"

Gu Xinzhi didn't even bother to look at them: "I'll be there soon."

Sun Yan pressed the transmitter on his waist and asked Uncle Luo, who was waiting outside, to drive the truck to the front door to meet him. He pushed his younger brother and let them go out first: "Deputy Gu, what are you doing?"

Gu Xinzhi said: "Look for their information. Maybe we can use it."

Sun Yan believed in Gu Xinzhi's ability, so he nodded, looked up again, and saw that Uncle Luo's truck had parked leisurely at the main gate, and ordered the slaves to be sent to the truck.

Seeing people boarding the car one after another, Gu Xinzhi thought, a group of lambs, with a cigarette in his mouth.

In the front desk, the small door of the tool room was tightly closed.

As long as anyone opens the door, they will be shocked to find that in that small space, there are dozens of corpses of new humans crowded together, with two heads, which is horrible. On the top of the corpses is the mop he used to clean. .

After everyone had left, Gu Xinzhi unscrewed someone's thermos cup on one side, and with the wolfberry water in it, he washed his face and hands in front of his reflection on the computer screen, trying to disguise himself as a gregarious animal. Little Lamb.

During the waiting period, Uncle Luo chatted with a new human being who was also transporting slaves as they had planned, took the opportunity to knock him out, put him in a dungeon for temporary imprisonment, and drove away his car.

Sun Yan drove the car away, packed all the slaves who could not fight in the west warehouse into the cardboard boxes they had prepared, sealed them from the outside, left air holes, pretended to be transporting goods, and tried to leave through the west city exit.

Ding Qiuyun watched the movement of this car closely from the peephole in the back of his truck.

The car was stopped at the entrance and exit of Xizhen as usual.

Sun Yan poked his head out from the driver's seat, chatted happily with the new human being guarding the gate, and quietly passed a pack of cigarettes, claiming that although he came to deliver slaves and buy goods for others, he illegally bought a cheap one this time. The little slave went back and planned to use it himself, so please be accommodating to the brothers who are in charge of checking the goods.

They opened the trunk, and they found Sun Bin shivering like a chicken.

No matter how easy things are in the world, things like accommodating people will never change. They accepted Sun Yan's smoke with a smile, and let Sun Yan go out without carefully examining the so-called "goods".

Seeing the truck drifting away, Ding Qiuyun relaxed.

A team member asked: "Team Ding, what shall we do next?"

Ding Qiuyun looked in the direction of the gradually bustling market, rubbed the frozen blood on his palms, and said, "Rest. Wait for the excitement at night."

At about 06:30 in the evening, there were people who came to the west storehouse to pick up people, and they wanted [-] people in total.

Ding Qiuyun, who played the role of the front desk, warmly entertained them as newly recruited managers, asked them to rest in the lobby, and ordered them to pick up ten "A grades" and fifty "B grades", all of whom were rescued just now. Old humans with combat experience and abilities, mixed with team members.

Before being brought out to meet people, all the slaves were escorted to take a hot bath, their skins turned red from being rubbed, and then changed into uniform white clothes. They all looked good, and they were called to "pick up the goods" "The leader is satisfied.

The leader saw the most prominent Gu Xinzhi in the "Class A" group at a glance.

These days, Gu Xinzhi has been raised by Ding's family. He has gained a little weight, and his body has returned to normal. He looks cool and clean, and his slightly long hair is tied into a high ponytail by a blue headband. His chin is slightly raised. Standing there, there is a sense of calmness and eye-catching.

The leader took two steps around him, nodded in satisfaction and said, "The most sought-after ones are like him."

Ding Qiuyun smiled gently: "Really?"

Gu Xinzhi's expression was not very good.

He was not happy that Ding Qiuyun treated these new humans better than he did.

Even if it's a joke.

Ding Qiuyun didn't take care of his emotions, bowed politely, sent the group of new humans away, walked to the door, exchanged glances with Uncle Luo who was smoking in the car, and locked it with the lock that came with him. He walked out of the front door of the West Warehouse, changed into another thin-looking private clothes, took his own motorcycle, and drove to the gradually bustling slave market alone.

Among the dazzling artificial rainbows, he walked slowly, and found seven or eight slaves that he had just sent out with his own hands.

They were placed in a special iron cage on the display stand, and when they saw Ding Qiuyun, they only nodded slightly, and continued to wait for the "opportunity" that Ding Qiuyun had agreed with them.

The aborigines in Slave Town have almost left, and only those whose families have evolved into new humans choose to stay here and live by enslaving and selling their own kind.

Incense was burning everywhere in the street, and there was a cold smell of corpses in the incense.

Ding Qiuyun walked around the city for several weeks. After he figured out the layout of the city, he parked his motorcycle on the side of the road, and by the light of the street lamps, he used cigarette shells and pencil ends to draw the splendid and sad street scenes in this apocalyptic world.

He heard a child who died young and was resurrected childishly asking his mother: "Mom, why did you lock up that sister?"

Mother laughed: "We are different from them."

"It's obviously the same." The little girl pointed to herself, "The nose and eyes are all the same."

"Different."

"What's the difference?"

The mother found that she could not accurately convey this sense of superiority to her daughter, so she shook her head with a smile, and used the usual procrastination method that parents used when educating their children: "You will know when you grow up."

Hearing this, the person leaning on the motorcycle smiled and shook his head slightly.

What kind of world these children see when they grow up cannot be determined by a single mouth.

At about nine o'clock, there was some fog on the street, and the people on the street who brought their children to watch the excitement were also tired, and returned to the hotel one after another, preparing to rest.

According to the information Ding Qiuyun and the others asked, nine o'clock at night is a watershed.

Before nine o'clock, there are often "shows" and "talent shows". Suitable for women and children to watch.

The real "licensed goods" are sold after nine o'clock.

Ding Qiuyun did not forget to observe during the painting process.

He raised his eyes several times, and found a whip-wielding man on the stage, playing the role of a low-level warlord, turning around on the stage with his head lowered, but he was wearing thick clothes, and he breathed out a heavy white breath. You can tell that it is an old human being.

This man was running around on the stage, and if the slave made any movement, even if it was just raising his hand to scratch an itch, he would run over with great vigilance, knock on the side of the cage with a steel whip, and tell the slave to be quiet and not move. .

...Using old humans to enslave old humans is a vicious method.

Ding Qiuyun ignored the arrogant person, took out his watch to confirm the time, lowered his head and continued to use the pen, pressed the "eraser" at the end of the pencil, and said, "Lan Lan."

Yan Lanlan, who was about three kilometers away, raised her eyebrows and reached out to hold the earphone, pretending to adjust the earphone cable.

Ding Qiuyun said: "Pay attention to the fireworks."

The fireworks announcing the opening of the evening market will be set off at exactly nine o'clock.

This is also their agreed hands-on time.

Yan Lanlan turned her head and glanced at the person in charge of guarding the sculpture.

He had already had dinner, watched a radio station playing old storytelling, and dozed off with his chin propped up.

Yan Lanlan got up briskly and silently, took out a pack of chewing gum from her bag, pulled out the top one, and put it in her mouth to chew. She silently pasted the remaining miniature bombs on the paper that she had carefully calculated several times. He then tiptoed behind the dozing guard, covered his mouth, and pushed a tube of needle liquid into his neck.

Team Ding asked them to practice countless times with the dummy used for chest compressions in the hospital, and now Yan Lanlan was a little flustered, but her hands were steady and accurate when they were dealing with a real person.

The man struggled fiercely for a while, and soon the medicine took effect and he couldn't move.

Yan Lanlan put him in a natural sleeping position, chose a hiding place that was close to the statue and could observe the situation after the explosion, chewing gum while looking at the minute hand that was about to reach "12".

She was still worried, there was a difference between the sound of explosives and the sound of fireworks, and there were quite a few patrolling personnel nearby. If the ice sculpture failed to explode once and attracted people, wouldn't she fall into the hands of those people again?

She had completed the task entrusted by the Ding team, but she had seen the beautiful girl without clothes for three hours, and she had some feelings, and it was really unreasonable to leave her behind.

But this must be the key guard area for those new humans. Once there is a mistake, they will definitely outflank it. The beautiful girl is a new human, and she can heal herself even if she is injured. Yan Lanlan can only rely on her own blood platelets and revolutionary optimism. Yes, once injured, it will cause trouble for the entire team.

But Yan Lanlan's many doubts were suppressed by her trust in Ding Qiuyun.

... Team Ding ordered him to do this, so he must have considered all aspects, that's right.

3 minutes left.

Ding Qiuyun, who was three kilometers away, put the painted cigarette case into the "Little Prince" in his backpack, put it in his backpack, and turned to a large stand that sold "A product".

Gu Xinzhi was right there, in the very center of the stands, the most conspicuous place.

In the crowd watching, he sat with his back straight and dignified, his eyes downcast, his exposed toes were slightly blue from the cold, and he didn't bother to warm them up.

His youthful demeanor aroused many people's charming thoughts, arguing about the value of "Exhibit No. [-]" and how many padded clothes and compressed biscuits it was worth exchanging.

Ding Qiuyun was lying on the side of the isolation railing, looking at his hidden humanoid weapon from a distance.

His own appearance is also considered outstanding, so staring at a person without a moment is really conspicuous.

A middle-aged man next to him patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and chatted up with him: "Little young man, you have also taken a fancy to that number six."

Ding Qiuyun commented seriously: "It doesn't look bad."

The middle-aged man said: "My eyes are hot when I look at it, but I just need to take a look. He has already been ordered by that one."

Ding Qiuyun looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw a burly man followed by two servants. Judging by their attire, they were obviously the main members of a large-scale material collection team.

Ding Qiuyun was noncommittal to the middle-aged man's words: "Number six is ​​mine."

The middle-aged man glanced at Ding Qiuyun suspiciously, thinking that he was a real person who didn't show his face, and he didn't dare to speak too much, so he tentatively said: "If you want to exchange such a top-quality product, the supplies of a car may not be enough."

Ding Qiuyun said: "I want him, a whistle is enough."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "Oh, you young people—"

While speaking, the ear-piercing sound of fireworks rising into the sky and heat piercing the cold air came from behind.

At the same time, a dull cracking sound came from the east side.

Under the double symphony, Ding Qiuyun put his index finger and thumb to his lips and whistled.

The power of the whole city was cut off in an instant, and the once glorious streets fell into death-like darkness, only the fireworks exploded continuously, and the bright golden and silver threads fell from the sky like waterfalls, like merciful eyes. , staring at the dark city.

Gu Xinzhi quickly pulled out the dagger tied to his thigh, kicked open the electric cage, and cut the throat of a new human who heard the sound and wanted to go on stage.

When the next firework was lit, Gu Xinzhi, with blood splattered on his cheek, was already standing in front of Ding Qiuyun and the dumbfounded middle-aged man.

Ding Qiuyun turned over and jumped over the isolation railing, taking advantage of the moment when the fireworks lit up, he fired a gun straight into the sky.

This shot was the secret signal they had already agreed upon.

Uncle Luo, who was waiting in the parking lot and took the opportunity to damage all the tires he could, fired. Several team members in the cage also took out their hidden guns from the lining of their white robes and fired into the air.

For a time, gunshots were dense and everywhere, like popping beans, as if the whole town had been surrounded by some unknown army.

No matter how strong the new human body is, they are still human beings who have lived for tens or decades. The fear of bullets has long been burned into the bottom of their hearts, and there are not a few people screaming and running away, or lying on the ground and fighting.

The guards came out upon hearing the sound, but Ding Qiuyun demanded that everyone shoot one shot at another place, which made the guards confused, and had to fire warning shots, so that the more gunshots were fired, it would give people a feeling of "the more you fight, the more you fight." more" illusion.

A team member who was scattered among the crowd with Ding Qiuyun picked the right time, and according to the previous agreement, raised his voice and shouted: "They have a hundred people here! It's an army!"

After all, he took out a grenade from his waist and threw it towards a stand that had already escaped.

With a bang, the whole city panicked.

A total of 20 armed people before and after used the darkness and chaos to create the illusion of soldiers pressing down on the territory.

The AI ​​in the city also fell into an unknown panic.

After using the backup power supply, more than one AI noticed something weird: "Oh my God, it's the S-class resistance system! He entered our town!"

All the information was integrated to the general system, and the general system knew that it was not too late, and immediately sent a distress signal to the superior system: "Hello, hello, we are the assembly system No. 1277, and our power system was destroyed by an S3 dangerous system. Request support!"

After a long while, a gentle voice replied: "Hi, I have received your feedback. Thank you for your ratings and your information, which allowed me to locate your central position."

With a gentle greeting, countless viruses swarmed into the main system, and every operable icon turned into a little leopard with its head tilted and tongue sticking out.

The AI ​​in the whole city was destroyed and fell into an infinite silence.

On the East Square, as Yan Lanlan expected, the roar of the bomb's explosion attracted nearby patrol personnel, and most of the ice sculpture was blown up, and the girl in the ice fell to the ground, her life and death unknown.

Yan Lanlan retreated into the corner of her hiding place, hesitated for a moment, still felt that Shu Wenqing could not let Shu Wenqing face so many new humans alone, and was about to pull out a gun to fight with them, but before she stepped out of the hiding place, one of them was still carrying The hand holding the crushed ice blocked her back, and directly covered her mouth.

"Shh."

Yan Lanlan opened her eyes wide.

... She forgot that new humans are not afraid of the cold, and their cell repair ability is several times or even dozens of times that of normal people.

Shu Wenqing was wearing Yan Lanlan's coat that was once draped on the ice and finally left behind. Two long legs with clear muscles were exposed at the hem. The knees and calves were covered with thin ice, and the heels looked badly blown. , but now it has completely recovered, leaving only a thin layer of blood ice.

Shu Wen cleared some peripheral vision to the new human soldiers who found the ice sculpture bombed and frantically searched around with their guns in hand. She only showed a slightly surprised expression when she realized that the body temperature of the people under her hands was not right.

She wiped Yan Lanlan's side neck lightly with her fingers, and found that the "corpse spots" had been wiped off.

Shu Wenqing was really curious now: "Old humans?"

Yan Lanlan didn't answer, she just focused on the current situation: "Are you going?"

Shu Wenqing just expressed his surprise casually. Hearing this, he grabbed her hand without hesitation, picked a direction, and walked quickly.

She didn't ask why she came, nor did she ask where she was going.

The three hours of getting along allowed them to develop a wonderful, silent understanding.

Yan Lanlan followed her, like one fish living on the bottom of the sea leading the other through the deep sea. She was familiar with the location of every clump of coral and every reef.

Yan Lanlan was almost dizzy by her, until she led her to the door of a basement on the second floor, and Yan Lanlan asked, "Is it safe here?"

Shu Wenqing: "It's considered safe."

"Then my merits and virtues have been completed." Yan Lanlan patted her chest and said, "Goodbye, I'm going to find my team."

Shu Wenqing said, "Little girl, borrow a knife."

Yan Lanlan covered her bag vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Shu Wenqing: "Are you afraid of me?"

Yan Lanlan said bluntly: "Why are you not afraid, I am afraid that you will chop me up and rob me of supplies."

Shu Wenqing laughed: "A blade is fine. Besides, you always have a gun in your bag, don't worry about me snatching it."

Yan Lanlan retreated ten meters in a row holding the bag with two guns in it: "No, what kind of gun, don't talk nonsense."

Shu Wenqing reached out to her, but still did not give up asking.

Yan Lanlan thought for a moment, then touched a small razor blade and threw it over.

Shu Wenqing smiled: "Little girl, thank you."

Yan Lanlan protested from a distance: "...I'm not young, I'm already nineteen."

Yan Lanlan is really a person who can easily make people feel better. Shu Wenqing picked up the blade, pressed twice on his left forearm, found the right position, and cut it down.

Yan Lanlan's eyelids twitched wildly.

Amidst the muffled sound of flesh and blood being separated, Shu Wenqing took out a key from his arm.

After taking out the key, the flesh and blood quickly coagulated and returned to normal.

... These days, she has been hiding this critical key under the skin of her arm.

Shu Wenqing said, "Blade, I'll wash it and give it back to you?"

Yan Lanlan shook her head: "I gave it to you as a souvenir."

After all, she turned around and was about to run.

Shu Wenqing stopped her, and pointed to the door in front of him: "Why don't you come in and take a look?"

Yan Lanlan said: "No way. My teammate's tasks should be almost completed, I have to hurry to find our Ding team—"

"...Ding?" Shu Wenqing was taken aback, "Ding Qiuyun?"

Yan Lanlan was vigilant, and found that she had slipped her mouth, and did not answer directly: "I'll go first."

"Wait a minute." As soon as she took two steps, Shu Wenqing stopped her again, "Your team Ding is going to make a feint, disturb the law and order of the whole city, and take advantage of the chaos to rescue the old humans, right?"

Yan Lanlan didn't expect Shu Wenqing to be able to see so many things as a thorough bystander, but she still pretended to be stupid: "Really?"

Shu Wenqing laughed.

Even though she was smiling, her smile still had the coldness and alienation of the flower of Gaoling: "Captain Ding Qiuyun, I know you can hear me, and I know you won't rest assured that a little girl is on a mission alone. I can help You, how about our cooperation?"

Yan Lanlan raised her hand to support the earphones, listened for a while, and frowned a little suspiciously, but she still conveyed Ding Qiuyun's words truthfully: "Team Ding said that cooperation is possible, but you have to open the right door and show your sincerity. Don't be a fool of our family's silly Lanlan...Ding Qiuyun, who is still standing here, who are you talking about?"

Unable to hide his joy, Shu Wenqing walked to the third door adjacent to this door from the left, and put the key into the lock.

Yan Lanlan took two steps forward in surprise: "Isn't that the door just now?"

"Of course not." Shu Wenqing admitted frankly, "I have been betrayed before, and I know what it's like, so I won't try it a second time. The door of that room can also be opened with this key, but inside What was planted was a stampede-like stealth mine."

Yan Lanlan: "..."

Shu Wenqing smiled apologetically at Yan Lanlan: "I thought you were the bait used by those new humans to cast a long line to catch big fish. ... That room is the last bargaining chip I use to buffer."

Yan Lanlan was not a glass-hearted girl either. She shrugged and said with a smile, "Then I take back my apology for thinking you were going to hack me to death. We're even."

Shu Wenqing took a deep look at Yan Lanlan and opened the door.

Yan Lanlan was also curious. With her bag in her arms, she leaned to the door for a glance, and almost swallowed her tongue in shock.

The room was full of about [-] people, and there were at least three rooms in the basement of about a hundred square meters. The walls were covered with all kinds of light and heavy weapons, enough to arm a company.

Facing the stunned Yan Lanlan, Shu Wenqing took down a hatchet from the wall, put it on his back, and took down a miniature electromagnetic submachine gun, and said calmly: "Little girl, your team wants to fight a fish in troubled waters battle. But What I want to fight is a tough fight."