Rebirth in the End of the World: My Little Godly Man

The pre-war meeting lasted the entire night. After dinner, Fu Luoqi stayed with a few young and strong men and joined the discussion.

The rest of the people who did not stay were considered evacuees.

Until everyone left, Su Yong and General Tan were not seen again. As long as there was no threat to the base, Mo Yanshu had no intention of continuing to explore Su Yong's secrets.

At night, Mo Yanshu and Li Muchen drove back to the hotel.

It was getting late, and zombies were staggering back and forth on both sides of the road.

The car drove along the road, not very fast, but the friction between the wheels and the ground still made some noise. The moment it drove through the alley, it attracted some zombies to chase after it.

Mo Yanshu stepped on the accelerator and increased the speed.

"Yanshu, I'm still a little worried. Although I believe in your abilities, I always feel that something is strange." Li Muchen turned his head to look at the zombies chasing the car in the rearview mirror, his brows slightly frowned.

"Hmm?" Mo Yanshu raised his eyebrows slightly, "What is this, my baby's sixth sense?"

"Stop kidding! I'm serious! I always feel like something is wrong." Li Muchen looked at the dark street scene outside the window and sighed softly.

"Okay, don't worry about what will happen in 8 hours. Now, let's go back and have a good sleep."

As Mo Yanshu spoke, he sped up the car, shook off the zombies that had been following him, turned two corners, and returned to the hotel parking lot.

The evacuation activities are proceeding in an orderly manner.

When the last wave of people retreated, Li Muchen and his companions met Qin Guo, whom they had not seen for a long time. His face looked more weathered. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Qin Guo seemed to have grown a few inches taller than when they first met him.

Wang Xin handed over Qin Feng's team, whom he had met at the cement factory before, to Mo Yanshu for dispatch.

After the meeting that day, Mo Yanshu and Li Muchen returned to the hotel to pack up some things, and lived in the Guangming City base for the following days, revising the plan over and over again, and modifying the plan for guerrilla warfare in the base.

Li Muchen also mentioned many times that Liang Fengyuan was in the hands of the other party, and they must not act rashly without guaranteeing the safety of the hostage.

at the same time.

The central urban area of ​​Zhenshubang, the highest level.

Liang Fengyuan stood quietly on the edge of the roof, leaning slightly, looking down at the surrounding streets with sharp eyes.

It was dusk at this time, and the setting sun dyed half the sky red like blood, shrouding the entire city in a bleak and dark cloud of melancholy.

The late autumn wind was so cold that it scraped at his face like a knife, causing him great pain.

The streets outside the Zhenshu Gang were empty, and the whole city seemed dead.

Liang Fengyuan stared silently, and for a moment, his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts...

"Are you nervous?" Mi Qi's voice came from behind him. Perhaps because he smoked too much, his voice was a little hoarse.

"I'm not afraid of heights." Liang Fengyuan didn't turn around to look at him, still staring into the distance without moving his eyes away.

That direction is the direction of the City of Light.

I don’t know what Brother Chen is doing now.

I wonder if Brother Chen has ever thought about taking him back...

Probably not.

After all, he was born unlucky, and anyone who gets close to him will be unlucky.

It's ridiculous that he was so sure before, thinking that he would be the protagonist after rebirth, and that he could save everything...

Xiao Qi’s injury might have something to do with him.

Liang Fengyuan didn't dare to think about it too much, nor did he want to think about it too much.

Even if he was taken back by Brother Chen, he probably wouldn't be able to contact other people anymore...

With a self-deprecating smile, Liang Fengyuan withdrew his gaze. Listening to the approaching footsteps behind him, he turned his head to look.

Mi Qi was wearing a black and gray casual shirt today, with the collar slightly open, revealing his chest muscles vaguely.

His sleeves were slightly rolled up, and perhaps because of the cold weather, the veins and blood vessels on his arms were slightly prominent.

Liang Fengyuan saw this and asked, "Isn't it cold?"

"It's cold, but the cold can make people sober." Mi Qi said in a low voice, chuckled, and stood next to Liang Fengyuan.

"Why are you following me here? Isn't Yu Shumu very confident..." Liang Fengyuan said in a light tone without any emotion.

Mi Qi chuckled, looked at Liang Fengyuan steadily, and said jokingly: "The pretty one or the yellow-haired one, which one do you prefer to look at?"

"Can you speak properly?" Liang Fengyuan rolled his eyes at him.

"Alright, alright. You're still so young, you can't help but be teased."

"Maybe I'm older than you." Liang Fengyuan's tone remained indifferent.

Mi Qi tilted her head and looked at Liang Fengyuan, a nonchalant smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Come on. I just want to look at you. You are so beautiful, I am afraid that people here will take advantage of their power to bully you."

Liang Fengyuan frowned and said, "I advise you not to interfere in my affairs, or you will die without knowing how."

"Oh! I don't really believe that. I've only heard people say that I have a strong life since I was a child, but I've never found someone who can bring me down." As Mi Qi spoke, he stepped onto the edge of the rooftop, stood on the edge, lowered his eyes and looked at Liang Fengyuan, saying, "What can you see standing over there? Standing here is really a panoramic view of the mountains!"

"Standing high will allow you to see far, and thinking deeply will allow you to walk steadily." Liang Fengyuan's voice was slightly deep. "I'm telling the truth. Why did they lock me up in solitary confinement? Didn't you ask?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Fengyuan lowered his eyes slightly and looked down at the platform on the roof in front of him. He took a deep breath and slowly stepped up.

The evening wind was like a knife, whistling past his ears. Liang Fengyuan slowly opened his eyes. Without the last cover, if he took one more step forward, he would fall from the highest point and be smashed to pieces.

But looking further ahead, the scenery is farther and more beautiful than what I just saw below.

"Hey! Don't jump down just because you feel depressed..." Mi Qi's voice sounded beside him, with some ridicule.

Liang Fengyuan looked into the distance with a deep gaze: "That's what the weak do, but I won't do that."

Mi Qi looked at Liang Fengyuan beside him with interest.

The wind was very strong, and Liang Fengyuan's originally fair face was blown red by the wind, and the tips of his ears were also red, which looked particularly beautiful.

"Okay! Okay! Then I'll make this clear today. You can rest assured that no one can touch you no matter who it is!" Mi Qi also raised his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his tone full of determination.

Liang Fengyuan didn't say anything. He turned his head and looked at Mi Qi. Then he just chuckled and looked into the distance again, his eyes becoming more and more serious.

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