Jiang Fei had just taken out a grenade and was about to throw it in when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Fei Fei!"
The disheveled woman was tied up and hung on a dead tree one meter away.
Crystal tears sparkled in those upturned fox eyes.
"Wanqing?"
"It's me!" Zhou Wanqing nodded excitedly.
Jiang Fei hurried over and cut the rope on her body with a dagger.
Because she had been hungry for too long and had injuries on her body, Zhou Wanqing fell weakly into Jiang Fei's arms as soon as the rope broke.
At the same time, the survivors in the air-raid shelter staggered out.
"Damn it... I must kill you..."
"You carry her on your back." Jiang Fei handed Zhou Wanqing to Yan Tianjie and threw out a smoke bomb.
Smoke rose up, instantly blocking the survivors' vision.
Jiang Fei pulled Yan Tianjie to a safe place and threw him away with force.
The grenade fell into the smoke.
boom--!
With a deafening bang, the survivors were blown to pieces.
Yan Tianjie was dumbfounded: "How many throwing weapons did you bring..."
"There are only three, and they are all used up."
"What's not finished?" Yan Tianjie asked Jiang Fei unconsciously raising his voice.
The heat-insulating cloth just now blocked the bright light of the flash bomb, but did not block the sound.
As a result, Yan Tianjie now has a constant noise in his ears and can't hear clearly.
Jiang Fei responded loudly: "I said, I have run out of throwing weapons."
"Are you done?"
"Aren't you just standing here peacefully?"
Jiang Fei: “…”
I shouldn't have messed with him if I had known.
Jiang Fei made a gesture, signaling Yan Tianjie to leave.
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The two men carried Zhou Wanqing back to the team.
Zhu Xiaowu took Yan Tianjie to their RV to check his ears.
Jiang Fei helped Zhou Wanqing into the super cool RV.
He took out a bottle of fountain water and a can of eight-treasure porridge from the cabinet and gave them to Zhou Wanqing. Jiang Fei went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water and helped her wipe her arms.
Lu Yu and Su Liuyuan went up to the attic on their own accord, leaving the living room space to Jiang Fei and Zhou Wanqing.
"Fei Fei, I'm dirty, I'll wipe it myself..." Zhou Wanqing reached out to take the towel, but was blocked by Jiang Fei.
"You eat yours."
"I'm not a stranger, you don't have to be shy."
Snap——
A hot teardrop fell on the back of Jiang Fei's hand.
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