Song Qiang suddenly felt that his brain was not working properly.
"What do you mean? Weren't they just trying to steal our food? Why are they going back to settle scores with the Long Group now?"
However, he dared not make any rash moves, because the crowd below had not yet left, so he had to ensure that he was in an absolutely safe situation before going downstairs.
He crouched on the rooftop and quietly looked down. He saw that it was pitch black down below, with only the occasional flash of a flashlight beam.
These people were all wearing gray-white protective suits, which were different from the protective suits worn by the members of their transport team.
Meanwhile, transport teams from all around arrived one after another, drawn by the noise. After all, the entire middle level was quiet, and any sound would carry far.
Then the transport team members arrived one after another, and they stood face to face with the people from the Long Group.
The two sides met on an open space not far from the building, each with about one or two thousand people.
The men in the transport team looked tense, each holding their own tools, ready to use them as weapons against the invading Long Group members.
After failing to receive food, the members of the Long Group looked angry, their eyes bloodshot.
They felt like fools who had been completely fooled. The anger they had finally mustered towards Lu Yuan had completely dissipated. Now, all they wanted to do was go back and settle accounts with the people from the Long Group.
But now their only way out was blocked outside the building. The two sides were locked in a standoff, neither willing to give way. The transport team saw that more and more of their members were coming back from the buildings that hadn't collapsed. Soon, about 10,000 people had gathered nearby, and they surrounded the 2,000-person team.
Finally, when the number of people reached a certain point, it seemed that the outcome had been completely decided. The people sent by the Long Group looked ashen-faced. They knew that this time they might never have a chance to go back, and their faces were filled with endless pain.
At this moment, a tall squad leader from the transport team stepped forward, holding a flamethrower with the muzzle pointed at the people from the Long Group.
The beams of nearby flashlights suddenly converged, illuminating the surrounding space.
"What are you people from the Long Group doing here? Are you trying to cause trouble?"
The members of the suicide squad who came from the Long Group all looked tense. They had no organization and had all come on their own initiative.
Now that this has happened, they know they can't survive, but the will to live still permeates their group.
"We...we're so hungry, we just came to get something to eat!"
Upon hearing these words, the members of the nearby transport team immediately sneered at them.
"Weren't the people from your Long Group supposed to take good care of you? Why are they coming to our side to get food now? Didn't they give you any food?"
"That's right, you shameless people! You dare to look for food here, cutting off our electricity and water. If it weren't for Mr. Lu, we would have died here long ago. If you dare to come here again, you'll leave your lives here today!"
"Kill them! Don't let them go back alive. These people will come back again after they go back. Don't give them any chance!"
"..."
The crowd, filled with righteous indignation, began to move forward, while these uninvited guests from the Long Group were forced back to the front of the building one by one. In the end, they retreated to the stairs, the broken glass creaking under their feet.
At that moment, Song Qiang ran desperately downstairs. When he reached the room where Hou Ming and his wife were, he suddenly heard the sound of a baby crying.
His steps faltered. The newborn seemed like a life from heaven, deeply stimulating his heart and causing a pang of sadness, an indescribable feeling to well up inside him, making his throat ache.
Song Qiang stood outside the door and muttered to himself.
"It'll be alright once it's born, it'll be alright once it's born!"
He then turned to leave, but then wanted to see what the child looked like, so he stopped and gently knocked on the door.
Hou Ming, who was frantically wiping away his wife's blood, was terrified when he heard the knock on the door. He could only rely on his breathing, and then he looked at his crying child. He was completely flustered.
Hou Ming was at a loss and was about to pick up an iron pipe that was lying on the ground when suddenly a very familiar voice came from outside the door.
"Hou Ming, is it a boy or a girl?"
"Director Song...is that you?"
Hou Ming's voice was filled with surprise and delight.
He originally thought that people from the Long Group had arrived, but he didn't expect to hear Song Qiang's voice.
At this moment, Hou Ming's wife, lying on the bed, looked as if she had been washed with water. She was completely exhausted. Just now, under her command, Song Qiang helped deliver the baby and cut the umbilical cord, successfully giving birth to the child. Now she was utterly exhausted and didn't even have the strength to feel fear.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
