The Ultimate Student in the City

Director Yang's brows suddenly tightened, and his face became a little ugly. He knew that Sumen's words were definitely not alarmist talkers. If the kid were to find out something, maybe something serious would happen.

Although the kid usually kneads like a soft persimmon, the reason why he kneads well is because he is willing to let you knead. If he is unwilling, you will have to pay an extremely painful price to knead him. of.

"So, I think you should give them an order. Once you find that the kid is still alive, you can take the opportunity to..." Su Men's voice suddenly fell cold, his expression was terrifying, and his hands were even raised. Made a wiping movement.

Director Yang frowned and looked at Su Men without saying anything. He stretched out his hand and picked up the cup of tea in front of him. After taking a sip, he said, "I think that kid really has something wrong, otherwise it won't happen. There hasn’t been nothing until now...Of course, they still have to make the dark pay more attention, not careless at all."

...

The DJ and the area around DJ that were devastated by the strong earthquake and the subsequent tsunami are now in ruins and look like **** on earth.

There were big shocking cracks in the asphalt road. The house was either collapsed or crumbled. There were even corpses that had not been transported everywhere, and some people were sitting slumped in front of the corpse, wiping tears, or even hissing. Weeping exhaustedly, there was a child with gray and blood all over there crying, and even more panicked and helpless eyes said where the mother was...This scene, undoubtedly, seriously stimulated people's nerves.

At the same time, the search and rescue work is proceeding in an orderly manner, and various materials have been urgently sent to this place.

In front of a slanted building, He Xiaoyue sat paralyzed, her whole figure seemed to have been several years old overnight, her expression was dull and pale, her lips were chapped, her eyes were dull, her pair was originally white and slender. At this time, his hands were covered with mud and there were dried or undried blood stains on them.

At the same time, several Qingyun big men surrounded her, and these people looked extremely embarrassed and tired, and they had long lost their previous prestige and fierceness.

He Xiaoyang's death was undoubtedly a great blow to He Xiaoyue, but before she could come out of her grief, now another extremely important man in her life, Li Zedao, was completely lost.

When the search and rescue personnel searched and rescued the ruins of the hotel, He Xiaoyue also used his hands desperately to dig through the ruins like crazy. As the still alive were rescued one by one, the dead Being carried out one by one, He Xiaoyue's heart became increasingly desperate.

Li Zedao and Bei are not among the living, nor are among the dead. They are as if they have evaporated, completely lost contact. Therefore, the only explanation is that they may have been caused by the roaring waves. Washed away.

In addition, Qingyun Building was completely destroyed, Qingyun also died and many gangs were missing.

The combination of all kinds of things made He Xiaoyue's emotions on the verge of collapse.

While panicking and restless, He Xiaoyue's heart was full of regrets. Why did he leave him that day? If they don’t leave him, they must be in the Qingyun Building. He must be under her nose. He will stay in the building that was built with enhanced anti-seismic measures, instead of going back to the building that was simply too anti-seismic. As for the hotel that has now become a pile of ruins.

"Sister..." A familiar soft call sounded in his ears.

He Xiaoyue slowly raised her head, the dull eyes finally fell on the familiar face that appeared in front of her, and then the eyes slowly appeared, and emotions appeared.

It was He Xiaoyu who appeared in front of her, He Xiaoyu with a pale and ugly face, and a few women behind He Xiaoyu, naturally Xiao Qiangwei Nintendo and others.

Under the arrangement of the fc organization, they followed the search and rescue personnel sent by the country to the island country DJ, and finally successfully entered this place.

Having witnessed this tragic situation with their own eyes, they had a deep understanding of such a sentence...nothing, only then did they know what it means to be gone.

After arriving, they immediately came to the place where the Qingyun Building was located, and suddenly saw He Xiaoyue sitting on the ruins.

"Xiao...Xiaoyu..." He Xiaoyue cried, and whispered in grief, "Xiaoyang is dead...he is gone..."

Shadow's big eyes stared at the sloping building in front of him in a daze. The big teardrops rolled down uncontrollably, muttering to himself: "So, the idiot and sister Bei are missing? Where is he? He is also dead?"

...

Day by day, these ten women, headed by Xiao Qiangwei, have been in DJ for almost a month, and ten days ago, after DJ’s situation stabilized, the other women in the villa also Came here.

In the past month, they have witnessed too many deaths, and their terrible bodies were pulled away by cars and cars. Of course, they have also witnessed the tenacity of life and witnessed various moving scenes.

Of course, I also faced many dangers. After all, although the strong earthquakes were gone, there were many aftershocks during this period. These aftershocks caused several buildings that were originally only inclined to collapse directly.

But the two people they most wanted to see did not show up at all. There was no news at all, as if they were really unwilling to think about them, their bodies had already been swept away by the sea. Wherever it went, it might have sunk to the bottom of the sea, just like the tens of thousands of people who could not be found without a trace.

In the tent, Xiao Qiangwei, who was much older and lost the honor and nobility of the past, scanned these women numbly, and then her voice was hoarse and filled with despair and said, "Let's go back. Right."

She did not cry, because she had already cried dry.

The other women didn't cry, they were the same, they had already cried dry.

...

"It seems that the kid is really dead." Director Yang shook his head. It has been almost a month. Under the vigorous search by FC and many other forces, there is still no news at all. It is conceivable that the kid does not May be alive.

Otherwise, with his kind of temperament, it would be impossible to watch his mother and his women cry dry over there, and their emotions would collapse.

Unexpectedly, this master, who can be said to be a rare encounter in a thousand years, will fall into such a fate. It can be said that there is no bones, and it is inevitable that people will sigh.

Sumen glanced at the old guy, curled his lips, wondering if this is nonsense? If that kid was still alive, he would have seen a ghost.

Then he said casually: "What about that woman? Killed?"

"Lao Su, I warn you, don't mess with me, if she loses a hair, I will turn her face with you!" Director Yang's face suddenly became bad, and he stared at Sumen with angrily. Whispered.

Sumen smiled and said, "What? You want her to be your daughter-in-law? No, you Lao Yang doesn't have a son... Or... Lao Yang, you don't think of spring anymore, are you? How good is your stuff?"

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Director Yang slapped the coffee table heavily, and instantly cracked the coffee table.

He stared at Sumen with an extremely ugly expression, and said in a harsh tone: "Sumen, don't force Lao Tzu to act on you."

"Okay, it's the same for a joke?" Sumen was really angry when he saw the old guy, and he didn't dare to make any jokes anymore, "Don't worry, not only will I not move her, I will let her treat her as an ancestor Provided."

Director Yang's expression eased a bit, and he said in a low tone, "After all, we can't help him. We made him cry and bleed. Now he is dead."

"Anyway, I have a clear conscience!" Sumen responded indifferently.

Director Yang shook his head ugly, with a clear conscience? Do you really have a clear conscience? He felt more and more that he seemed to have done a stupid thing.

...

Blue sky, white clouds, sea!

This is a small island.

The island is not big and has been developed into a tourist attraction. Especially in summer, many tourists come to this island for vacation. Of course, there are some residents living on the island. They use tourism or go fishing. Make a living.

Docked on a fishing boat in front of the small port on the north side of the island, a man sat quietly on the bow of the boat, his face slightly lifted, looking at the sky.

What kind of face is this?

It's not an exaggeration to describe it with thousands of holes. The whole face has no complete skin at all, and some parts have no skin at all, only a dark bone that looks almost nauseous.

He has no hair, and a piece of his scalp is scorched. Wrinkled like kraft paper, it looks like it has been scalded by boiling water or baked with fire.

Without eyebrows, the eyelids are loose and wrinkled all around.

There is not a whole piece of flesh on his upper body, and there are all kinds of unhealed scars. Of course, new flesh has begun to grow in some places.

In his left arm, it was broken from his wrist. There was no palm, and a few fingers were missing from his right palm, leaving only a solitary thumb.

His left leg was cut directly from the knee, and the sole of his right leg was also missing.

It is conceivable that this man was not only devastated by the fire, but was also crushed by heavy objects, so that his hands and feet were broken.

As for the truth of the matter, I am afraid that only he himself knows.

In short, this is a poor guy who is so crippled that he can no longer be crippled. He has not died after being so severely traumatized. It can be regarded as a miracle.

He couldn't take things, he couldn't stand up and walk, and even if he could sit there and soak up the sun, someone helped to lift him up and move him over.