Chapter 222 Pang Fei's Scream

The sky was gloomy, and it started to rain soon.

The street lamps on the street have already failed due to the damaged cables, and the original glorious city has also become silent because of this catastrophe.

In the shelter of the park, several RVs are parked on the side of the road, and inside are several mobile kitchens.

The staff kept moving the stove and tools out, and then started to make a big pot of rice.

Shen Lang took two dinner plates, which contained rice and one meat and one vegetarian dish.

She handed Zhao Xiwen a dinner plate, but it seemed that Zhao Xiwen couldn't eat it.

Suddenly her eyes turned red.

Shen Lang smiled and said, "What's the matter? Is the food not to your liking? This is stewed pork. If you don't like it, I'll go get some bread."

"No, I'm thinking...what's going on? Why do those people suddenly become so unreasonable? I've watched some disaster movies, but they were all about alien creatures doing evil, but here... ... We destroyed ourselves." Zhao Xiwen covered her face and cried.

Shen Lang couldn't bear it, put the dinner plate on the table, and then hugged Zhao Xiwen in his arms: "It's okay, everything that is bad will go away, and the heaviness and disaster will only become stepping stones for us to become stronger."

He looked around, and there were tents covering the entire green grass.

There are children and there are old people.

People gather the garbage together, and then the domestic water is collected in the small river in the park.

Fuel was distributed, and many people ventured to various places to find supplies, and the streets are now paralyzed.

There are still some explosions in the distance, and I don’t know who else has suffered.

Shen Lang saw that under a tree in the distance, a group of search and rescue team members were cuddling each other exhaustedly, sleeping soundly.

A kind girl brought some blankets and covered them, but none of them was too heavy, because they worked day and night to save people...

So even if they were covered with blankets, they couldn't feel it.

A child cried and wanted to watch cartoons, but his parents slapped him a few times, so the child behaved, and in order not to be beaten, he sang that only his mother is good in the world.

The difficulty of life is evident at this moment.

Outside the shelter is the world of dog lovers and cat lovers. They search and rescue so-called animals everywhere, and strive to create equality between animals and humans.

But in Shen Lang's eyes, what these people think in their hearts is probably not equality, but that animals are superior to humans.

After all, they chose to ignore the children in the previous kindergarten, and these people were just evil spirits in human skin.

The rain started to get heavier, and Shen Lang had to bring the food into the tent.

Under his continuous coaxing and deception, Zhao Xiwen finally agreed to eat, and then drank a cup of kombu soup.

"Don't move." Zhao Xiwen brought the medicine box. It turned out that Shen Lang's arm was scalded with a blister. When saving people, he put his hand on the red-hot window sill for the sake of the children.

And none of the children were injured.

"The No. [-] Shelter was attacked. It's Tarot's people. They showed up!" Pang Fei, who rushed over at this time, saw the scene of Zhao Xiwen treating Shen Lang's wound, and he stopped in his tracks.

A feeling of powerlessness and jealousy surged into his heart immediately.

He is willing to use his ten years of life to pay for such a picture, just to make the goddess look at him more.

"Tarot?" Shen Lang frowned.

Pang Fei nodded: "He is the sword holder, and he is also one of the few people in the Tarot who possesses different skills. He is known as one of the three masters in the Tarot."

"Swordholder, you killed many brothers in our Dao League. When we were in the archipelago, we caught some people who dig coral without authorization, but we didn't expect that it was a Tarot trap." Zhao Xiwen said, she was about to get up.

Shen Lang saw that she was not in good condition, so he said: "I'll go, the No. [-] Shelter cannot be lost, it is the only way we must pass to enter the city center."

Because I learned from Pang Fei that members of the Taoist League plan to search the city center in three days to find the culprit. If the No. [-] shelter is lost, it will be difficult for us to enter the city center again. .

"Three of my team members are going with you. I have to stay here. Now our No. [-] shelter needs me to take command." Pang Fei said.

Shen Lang was eager to save people, and looked at Zhao Xiwen.

Zhao Xiwen knew that she was in a bad state now: "Be careful, if you don't come back before sunrise, I will go find you."

"Okay." Shen Lang put on his helmet, and then got on a scooter with a pocket.

The three people traveling together were also on this locomotive, one standing on the pocket, Shen Lang sitting on the pocket, and the other two sitting on the scooter one behind the other.

The vehicle roared and drifted away.

After Shen Lang left, Pang Fei was in front of the tent, and he took a bowl of kombu soup.

Looking at the beautiful woman reflected in the tent, he felt ruthless, took out a bag of small medicine bags from his arms, and poured the medicine bags into the kombu soup.

Stirred it with his fingers, and after making sure it was evenly mixed, he came to the tent: "You should drink something warm..."

"Thank you." Zhao Xiwen held the soup, but didn't say anything, just stared blankly into the distance.

Pang Fei waited at the door for a while, and suddenly saw that there was still soup on his finger. Because he was born in an ordinary family, his parents told him to cherish food, so he instinctively sucked his finger.

But after sucking it like this, his face turned pale: "Not good!"

As he spoke, he immediately went to the side of the creek to vomit, but in the process of vomiting, he saw a RV that had just turned off in the distance.

For some reason, the RV suddenly changed into Zhao Xiwen's appearance.

He walked over by accident, faced the red-hot exhaust pipe of the RV, and decisively untied his belt.

All of a sudden, everyone around looked at Pang Fei.

Zhao Xiwen who was inside the tent sighed faintly, and was about to take a sip of kombu soup, when a child came over in a hurry outside.

"Brother Pang Pang..."

"What's up with him?"

"He actually confronted a caravan, he..." The child's face was bleak.

When Zhao Xiwen got up, she accidentally knocked over the kombu soup, but the scene in the distance made her cover her mouth.

Pang Fei was seen covering his vitals and rolling back and forth on the ground. His face turned red from the pain, and his forehead muscles were all over the place. He was gasping for air, his body was trembling, and all that was left was his screams.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

And the exhaust pipe was dripping blood, as if something had blocked it.

This scene also made the men at the scene empathize. They all arched their bodies unconsciously, as if they were the ones who were injured.

"I've seen exhaust pipes before, but if you dare to hate exhaust pipes that are red hot, I swear, there is only Brother Fei in the world!"

"Brother Fei is a pure man, dare to compete with a soldering iron."

"Why do I suddenly feel that the steaming hot dog in my hand suddenly tastes bad..."

(End of this chapter)

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