Stock up on supplies! Raise zombies! The end of the world is over!

In the camp, after collecting supplies, Jiang Run also prepared to return to the city.

Rong Qingyue had been distracted by things happening around her these past two days, and she never had the chance to talk to Jiang Run.

As they were about to separate, he was called away by Su Yang before he could say anything.

The man glared at Su Yang who was spoiling the mood. The latter was also helpless. Who would dare to hang up the leader's phone call?

"Jiaojiao, wait here for a while, I have something to say."

Maybe the satellite phone was in a hurry, so Rong Qingyue didn't stay long.

Jiang Run turned around and got into the car. Zhu Ning sat next to her, and Wen Xu obediently went to the passenger seat.

There was only a small cubicle with no seats available, and I didn't want to get on someone else's car, so I just stayed next to the car.

"Let's go."

Not equal to clear.

Knowing someone's character well, he will find time to come over in the evening anyway.

Rong Qingyue was on the phone for half an hour, and seeing that the old man wanted to chat until the evening, he hung up the phone without hesitation.

"Where's Jiaojiao?"

Su Yang, who was standing at the door, concealed the gloating in his eyes, "Emmm brother, the person left a long time ago."

Rong Qingyue was stunned. This was something Jiang Run could do.

He chuckled, a little self-deprecatingly, wondering how come he was almost thirty years old but still acting like a young boy.

Whenever he encounters anything related to Jiang Run, he becomes rash and impetuous.

"Okay, let's go too."

The satellite phone on the table was still ringing, like a death warrant.

Rong Qingyue grabbed the phone and threw it to Su Yang, "I'll leave it to you. Don't think I didn't see you laughing at me."

"what?"

Su Yang's expression instantly looked like he had eaten a ton of bitter melons, and he resigned himself to his fate and answered the phone.

The middle-aged man's angry voice rang out, and Su Yang subconsciously stood up straight.

"Rong Qingyue, you little brat, have you grown wings? Don't think your father can't discipline you!"

Su Yang twitched his eyebrows and spoke tremblingly, "Commander, hello, I am Su Yang."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and Rong Zhengqiang's voice regained its rationality and became calm and serious.

"Return to base immediately without delay."

"Yes! Commander, I will ensure that the mission is accomplished!"

The call was interrupted, but Su Yang still felt weak in the legs.

For some reason he felt a little pity for Rong Qingyue. The leader was such a strict person, and Brother Yue was the leader's son. He must have been oppressed a lot.

Tsk tsk.

"What's that look in your eyes?"

"If you're bored, you can go to western Sichuan."

Rong Qingyue glanced at him coldly, bringing Su Yang back to his senses.

He must be sick, that's why he feels sorry for Rong Qingyue!

Late at night, Jiang Run felt a slight heat behind his ears.

She knew that Rong Qingyue had come.

Their team happened to be stationed to rest, and when they walked into the tent, they saw the man lying inside.

"Jiaojiao, why didn't you wait for me in the morning?"

His tone was slightly coquettish, making it hard to resist.

Jiang Run ignored him and sat down aside.

"From now on, you are not allowed to give the things I give you to others."

She gave him energy pills and gave him special treatment, but he gave them all to others and became so exhausted that he fainted.

Do you really think you are a hero?

Rong Qingyue carefully looked at Jiang Run's expression and said, "I'm sorry, Jiaojiao, I know I was wrong."

The education he received since childhood made him bear the responsibility of a protector at all times.

Almost subconsciously, he would give some important war supplies to the weak.

"This is not fair, Rong Qingyue."

"Everyone's life is equally precious, why should you give away good things to them?"

Jiang Run was a little confused.

He patted her head soothingly, "I shouldn't have put myself in danger and made you worry. I will be careful."

Jiang Run rolled his eyes at him unhappily, "Just be a male chauvinist."

The man smiled, but his tiredness could not be concealed on his face.

"It's too late, go to bed."

He must have been busy for a long time today, which is why he came here so late in the morning.

Jiang Run felt a little sorry for him and put his arms around his thin waist.

A good night's sleep.