Chapter 268: Doer

Of course, Xia Yan would not bother with this duplicity-loving old lady.

I ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles and ate it slowly.

Suddenly she remembered something and took out a pen and paper. "Didn't you say you wanted to write a missing person notice? Let's do it now. I'll post a few more in the branch and at the base when we get back."

Lin seemed to be struck by lightning. Her body shook violently and she stood there in a daze.

After a long time without her taking over, Xia Yan looked up in confusion, only to see Lin's eyes were red and she looked at a loss, her hands trembling as she wiped them on her clothes again and again.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Yan seemed to hear a crisp sound of something breaking, followed by a loud noise that scattered all over the ground.

"...I..."

Lin's voice was embarrassed and hoarse. She turned suddenly to the window, grabbed her sleeve with the back of her hand and rubbed her eyes back and forth. The cuffs were hard and rough from long-term wear, leaving tiny red marks.

Lin took the paper and pen from her hand and said stiffly, "Thank you."

Xia Yan didn't say anything. He picked up the bowl of noodles, drank a mouthful of soup, and continued eating noodles as if nothing had happened.

Lin, who was facing away, slowly relaxed her tense shoulders and her gaze moved down inch by inch, landing on the white paper where creases were left because she had used too much force.

From the moment Boss Xia agreed, she was overwhelmed by the breathtaking surprise.

Along the way, she kept thinking about how to write a missing person notice.

It says, Dear, how are you doing now?

Or should I write that she is still alive and there is no need to worry?

Neither is suitable.

The tide of surprise receded, and uneasiness, anxiety, anticipation, and fear followed one after another. Each emotion was like a powerful hurricane, sweeping and raging in her brain, making her dizzy and nauseous to the point of wanting to vomit!

What if that person is no longer alive? The faith that has kept her going would be shattered.

But if she's still alive...

Lin lowered her head in pain, clutching her hair tightly.

What will become of her... How will she escape... How will she face...

"You don't have to think too much." Xia Yan, who was driving beside him, said calmly, "It's just that one base, with a small population. We may not be able to find him."

Lin, who was trapped in the devil's barrier, was stunned.

Yes, I just helped post a missing person notice, the possibility of finding the person is too small.

No need for internal friction.

Lin stood up again, placed her hands on her thighs, stared stiffly ahead, and sorted out her thoughts.

Outside the car window, the last rays of sunset were slowly fading into the horizon. The half-human-high weeds lay motionless, and small mutant beasts hiding in them quickly flew by, with faint sounds of biting coming from them.

Xia Yan turned on the car lights, and the bright high beams shone in a fan shape, clearing a way home in the darkness.

...

When we finally got back to the hotel, it was almost half past nine. Most of the customers in the building had turned off the lights and gone to bed early. Only a few young people couldn't sleep and lay on the floor in the safe zone, looking at the inky sky.

It was pitch black and I didn't know what he was looking at.

Lin went upstairs in a hurry. Boss Xia's words, "Don't worry, I'll give it to her when you finish writing," made her breathe a sigh of relief.

Xia Yan parked the car behind the hotel and took out the dozens of cars she had collected today one by one. She placed the RV in the middle like a star surrounding the moon. It was not enough for her to mark it with the system. She called the meticulous Zhigang, handed him a bottle of spray paint, and asked him to spray the words "Resort Hotel" on the most conspicuous place.

I went back to the front and took out all the boxes that had been put away in the supermarket. There were three boxes high, forty boxes long, and five boxes wide. It looked like a thick collapsed wall, very spectacular.

The young people lying on the ground were frightened and stared blankly with their eyes wide open.

Xia Yan clapped his hands in satisfaction, took out two paper cutters, and called Xiong Xiong to experience the joy of opening the blind box together.

This scene happened to be seen by Chu Wanfu who came from Lidai Island.

He came back to see if the other wave of soldiers had returned safely, not to hurt their hearts.

Why is my heart throbbing with pain? I need to get the defibrillator from the hospital...

Looking at the boxes that were obviously more than twice as many as his own, Chu Wanfu almost gnashed his back teeth with envy.

"Boss Xia, we've gained quite a lot."

Xia Yan, the hard-working man, looked up and smiled beautifully.

"There are cars in the back. General Chu is welcome to pick one when you want to rent it."

Chu Wanfu: ???

I thought the soldiers should have returned long ago. I felt a little bloated after my meal, so I took a walk.

As I turned the corner and reached the back of the hotel, my eyebrows couldn't help but jump, and a sour feeling rose in my heart.

Knight XV, Mercedes, Snapdragon...

She's really good at choosing, all of them are luxury cars! Can they afford the gas?

At this time, an armored vehicle rushed in from next door and stopped gracefully with a dragon's tail swing, which was a textbook standard.

The car door opened, and the people who got out were none other than the soldiers he had arranged to guard outside the hospital and return to their units if they couldn't wait for them.

Chu Wanfu swept back and forth on the "mounts" of both sides, and suddenly felt that he had to open up the situation.

If you have never driven a luxury car before, shouldn’t you enjoy it while you are still alive?

Which man’s dream lover doesn’t have the handsome Snapdragon, Predator, Hummer and Raptor?

The soldiers finally noticed him - and a row of cars, trotting over to report the battle situation.

Chu Wanfu listened quietly and pointed at the rows of hotel 'chariots', his calm voice slightly raised.

"Your objectives tomorrow are: one, get a car, two, get gas, and three, search for pharmacies along the way."

The target is the car?!

The soldiers looked at the car opposite with envy, their eyes brightened, their heads held high, and they shouted, "Yes!"

After hearing this magnificent shout, Xia Yan in front looked back, not knowing what they were doing.

"Boss, this plunger?"

"It will be distributed tomorrow, one for each room."

Xia Yan withdrew his gaze and waved, marked the word "balloon" on the box with a marker, and moved it aside.

After Chu Wanfu separated from his men, he did not rush back to the villa to rest. Instead, he stood aside and watched her unpack the boxes.

"General Chu, please stop looking. There are so many boxes of ceramic tableware that you don't need them."

Xia Yan wrote down 'Tableware Fifteen' and asked Zhi Kang to move it to a small trailer and send it to a detoxification shop for disinfection. When he saw him coming back with an empty trailer, Xia Yan knew that this could also be considered one of the 'ingredients' for high-end restaurants.

Saving some points again is really motivating.

Even though she got a lot of things, one-third of them were tableware.

It was indeed a piece of crap to Chu Wanfu, but when she opened the compressed biscuits and the two looked at each other, Chu Wanfu suddenly felt that maybe he shouldn't be here?

Damn it.

This feeling of 'forced buying and selling' made him unable to stop.

"How about," he tried, "replacement?"

Exchange tableware for compressed biscuits, both are what the other party needs.

Xia Yan lowered his eyelashes and glanced at the suggested retail price.

One is 28 and the other is 7.

"Okay, change."

She agreed so readily.

Chu Wanfu suddenly felt depressed that the price he quoted was too high.

Or, re-quote?

Before he could say anything, Xiong Xiong came with someone to "rescue the situation".

"Boss, something's happening!"