The bullet passed through the secretary's shoulder, deviated from its trajectory, and grazed Zheng Weiyang's neck.
Zheng Weiyang fainted on the spot.
The secretary yelled, "How did you search me?"
The others had no idea where the gun came from and were completely confused.
The patrol team was paralyzed.
The ground is still shaking.
Everyone was panicked and divided. Although everyone worked together to build a stretcher, their steps were not in sync.
After the panic and awkward emergency bandaging, Zheng Weiyang still suffered secondary injuries during the transfer process.
On the stretcher, the bandage on Zheng Weiyang's neck was getting redder and redder.
The breathing is getting weaker and weaker.
The secretary staggered behind the stretcher, holding his shoulder.
This earthquake was also beyond Yu Xifeng's expectations.
An injured, half-dead Zheng Weiyang could better tie down the patrol team and buy her time.
But when Yu Xifeng fired the shot, her bullet was still aimed at Zheng Weiyang's head.
The reason is simple: Zheng Weiyang is too dangerous.
If it weren't for the limitations of her worldview, she might have been completely exposed by now.
Sister Yun and Fatty were also moving out.
After the last major fire, emergency training was conducted in the underground shelter.
It is recommended that everyone prepare an emergency kit.
Sister Yun and Fatty each have one, and all the important belongings of the family are in them. In an emergency, they can just carry them on their backs and carry around.
I didn't expect to use it so soon.
This earthquake was more sudden and unexpected than the fire.
The two of them didn't even have time to pack up their other belongings, so they just picked up their emergency kits and ran outside.
The fat man took Sister Yun by the hand and ran towards the passage.
They pushed their way forward through the crowd with great difficulty.
Sister Yun’s hand was shaken away.
"Why are you dragging me along?"
Sister Yun tilted her head and found that the person she was holding had turned into a bearded man with an impatient look on his face.
"You want to drag me to death with you?"
The hands they were holding were swept away by the crowd.
Sister Yun didn't look back.
Everyone behind me was pushing forward.
She couldn't stop, because stopping would mean death.
There was constant crying in my ears.
The fragrance of soil wafted in the air, reminding Yu Xifeng of the long stalk of ants in front of the house.
Large chunks of the wall fell off, splashing ash all over the ground.
In the darkness, the light of the emergency power supply in the safety passage flashed twice and went out.
In this narrow, cramped corridor, there seems to be no difference between humans and ants.
Yu Xifeng turned on the flashlight.
She had already run some distance, and the earthquake had altered the structure of the underground shelter.
She couldn't determine where she was now.
Yu Xifeng took a deep breath.
The situation now is more dangerous than facing Zheng Weiyang.
Yu Xifeng suddenly felt alarmed and her legs stopped abruptly.
The light bulb banged to the floor, along with a chunk of the plastered ceiling.
If Yu Xifeng hadn’t stopped just now.
At this moment, she was already buried inside.
The entire underground shelter was crumbling.
It no longer offers shelter to survivors.
It even became a disaster itself.
Yu Xifeng has to find a way to survive in this airtight underground.
The moment Xiaoju came out, his fur stood up.
Yu Xifeng patted its head and said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoju, help me."
The little orange cat let out a long meow and landed lightly on the ground.
After taking a few steps, he would turn around, as if waiting for Yu Xifeng.
When fighting Zheng Weiyang, I only regretted that I couldn't kill him with one blow.
Letting Xiaoju out to find the way, I felt like a piece of shit.
Yu Xifeng followed.
Even though Yu Xifeng was extremely careful, he still inevitably got many scratches on his arms.
There were several times when I almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.
As a last resort, Yu Xifeng put on a helmet.
This road is really too long, and Yu Xifeng was getting nervous as he walked.
The land that you always step on seems to come alive, and every ups and downs and shakes make people feel terrified.
Tramplings occur in every area.
Area 8 was the first to be swallowed up. Nearly half of the survivors in the entire area were crushed beneath the mud before they could even run to the road. There was not even a trace of blood, as they were just embedded in the mud.
On another road, Zhang Qiu protected Old Man Cai and leaned against the wall.
"I can't go on. Back off. There's no way forward!"
The crowd became chaotic, the people in the front retreated, and those behind rushed forward. Zhang Qiu felt like he was being bumped many times.
Old man Cai's hands were like iron clamps, holding Zhang Miao tightly.
This also brought greater pressure.
Zhang Qiu felt that this was not a solution.
It’s too messy, one wrong glance and it’s gone.
They came out in such a hurry that Zhang Qiu only hurriedly grabbed an emergency kit.
Old man Cai was holding a box.
Zhang Qiu quickly took off the bag and put it on Old Man Cai's chest.
The box could only be held by Zhang Qiu.
Zhang Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Instead of taking the box, you might as well take the bag of rice at home.
Yu Xifeng followed Xiaoju, running around here and there.
But when he passed a room, he stopped.
Weapons room.
This is the patrol.
Yu Xifeng's heart was beating fast.
From the natural disaster until now, she only had a gun and a few bullets in her hand, and she felt heartbroken to deal with Zheng Weiyang.
Since her rebirth, she has never stopped craving for guns.
It's just a gun, how can a few bullets be enough?
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