Chapter 675 The Pain of a Shot

After setting up the air-raid shelter, even if a plane came, they could only blow up some surface buildings and would not kill people.

As long as those bastards in the sky come down to the ground, Yaoyang Base will be 100% sure to win.

After a few days, more people came to Yaoyang Base, and the two Yuntao were taken out from the Rich Man. Everyone told each other that the team's top management had decided that both Yuntaos would be killed.

Some people were overjoyed, while others shook their heads and sighed. Those who were overjoyed were because Chen Chaofa was really going to die this time, while those who shook their heads and sighed felt that it was not worth it for Yun Tao to lose his life because of Chen Chaofa.

But no matter what, they live their own lives. It doesn't matter who dies, since it's not them who die anyway.

In the Yaoyang base, there are a few scattered tall buildings, with half of them still standing on the snowfield. There are no city walls and no roads to go in and out. Humans move around within the high walls and run happily on the snowfield.

After one disaster after another, the fat man had more and more children in his arms. The children who used to be held in his arms could now run around. The adults made a few sleds for the children, and those children slid happily in the snow under the sun.

Zhang Boxun and Zhan Lian, two high-level gold-type psychics, each bringing a Yun Tao, walked through the snow. An Ran, wearing a dark purple tweed coat, stood quietly facing the snowy sun. On her neck, a golden scarf was shining in the snowy sun.

When the two Yuntao came to her side, Anran withdrew her gaze from the doll on the sled in the distance, turned around, looked at the two Yuntao who looked calm, and suddenly, her eyes became red.

She seemed very reluctant to leave, and it was not known whether she was really reluctant or just pretending. Anyway, judging from An Ran's expression, she seemed to have a lot to say to Yun Tao. There were some farewells that she hadn't said yet, and she didn't know who to say goodbye to.

Behind An Ran, the adults all ran out and grabbed the children playing in the snow. One adult wanted to hug the baby, but little Bohe stayed by the baby's side. She glared at the adult with her eyes like dead water. The adult's head buzzed and he stood still, his brain freezing for a short time.

Little Mint slowly pulled the sled, and with the giggling baby on the sled, into the safe area of ​​Anran.

Countless pairs of eyes, near and far, bright and dark, looked at Zhan Lian and Zhang Boxun, who pulled out a black gun from their pockets. The two men stood in place, checking the bullets, pulling the safety bolt, then got into shooting posture, pointing at Yun Tao beside them.

"Dad, Dad~~~~"

Hengheng's shrill scream came from a house.

Yun Tao No. 2 looked towards Heng Heng, his eyes showing reluctance. Yun Tao No. 1 looked at An Ran, his voice trembling.

"Let me see Heng Heng."

An Ran then looked at the other No. 2 Yun Tao and asked, "What about you? Do you want to see Heng Heng one last time?"

"I won't watch it. If I'm really going to die, there's no point in watching it. It seems hypocritical. If I'm not going to die, there will be plenty of opportunities to watch it later."

"Yes." An Ran nodded and said to Yun Tao No. 2, "If it is true, it cannot be false. If it is false, it cannot be true. All you have to endure is the pain of being shot."

(End of this chapter)