Chapter 180 Extreme Cold. Queueing Troubles
People and supplies entering the shelter need to be carefully checked by the staff, so the team moves a bit slowly, taking at least an hour.
At the end of the line was a domestic SUV, still quite new, no one knew how it had been preserved. Gu Ye slowed down and drove forward, preparing to queue behind it.
Suddenly, a figure rushed in front of the car, and Gu Ye was so scared that he stepped on the brakes. Chu An's neck was strangled by the seat belt, and the feeling of suffocation made her blood freeze.
In her previous life, scenes of being strangled by a villain, drowning, and coughing until she was unable to breathe after being infected with the apocalyptic virus appeared alternately in her mind.
She gripped the seat belt tightly, her face was pale, her breathing was disordered, she exhaled more than she inhaled, and it felt like she couldn't breathe any oxygen at all.
"Xiao An, Xiao An..." Gu Ye panicked. He quickly put the car in P gear, unbuckled his own seat belt, and then helped Chu An unbuckle it.
His whole body was suspended in the passenger seat, and he pressed her shoulders with both hands, asking her to look at him. "Xiao An, look at me, follow my breathing, don't worry."
Gu Ye deliberately adjusted his breathing rhythm, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.
Chu An followed instinctively, and after about seven or eight breaths, color finally returned to his face.
"How is it?" Gu Ye asked tentatively.
"It's okay, thank you." Chu An said, closed his eyes and took a long breath. Did he bring back the hyperventilation from his previous life?
Gu Ye's posture was too awkward, so he slowly returned to the driving seat. However, before his butt touched the seat, Chu An rushed out of the van like a leopard.
He immediately got out of the car in a panic, walked around the front of the car and saw Chu An pressing the woman to the ground, holding her neck with one hand and slapping her face with the other.
The woman had the advantage in body shape, but she didn't expect the skinny little girl in front of her to rush towards her like crazy.
She could only claw and scratch around, desperately shouting, "Help, uh..."
Roll your eyes.
"Help... me, uh... murder."
Gu Ye breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao An had the upper hand. This woman suddenly rushed out. She was either trying to cut in line or deliberately trying to cause trouble. She deserved to be beaten up.
He also kept an eye on the woman's movements. If he saw her pulling out a weapon or making any move to hurt Xiao An, he would take action.
Why?
After looking at it for a while, I felt that she looked familiar, like the gossip woman from District 7.
The woman's shouting quickly attracted a lot of people, including the car in front who rolled down its window.
"Oh, how are you still alive when you can't even beat a little girl?" A tall and strong woman sneered.
"Little girl, look at her face, it's all swollen. Stop hitting her. She's showing so much resentment." said an uncle.
"Aren't you afraid of being disqualified from entering the shelter by causing trouble here?" A delicate female voice came from the car in front.
Chu An had already recognized the woman in front of him, Sour No. 1. She probably couldn't stand staying in District 7 anymore and came to the shelter, so he couldn't stop.
The woman was stunned by the slap, her tongue was swollen, "Why did you hit me...Oh, I didn't do anything to you..."
A circle of people gathered around, most of them trying to persuade him to stop, no one wanted to ask what happened. Those who could relate had already started making up stories about love rivals, mistresses, etc., and even Gu Ye was pointed at.
Gu Ye was afraid of attracting the attention of the staff, so he quietly reminded, "Xiao An, there are too many people."
Chu An didn't even raise his eyelids, he counted silently in his mind, seven... eight...
In her previous life, she had felt suffocated thirteen times, and today she would be slapped thirteen times.
When she finished the twelfth hit, her wrist was grabbed by someone, but it was released the next moment. Chu An ruthlessly slapped her in the face with the last slap.
He straightened up and saw Gu Ye grabbing the wrist of a middle-aged man of similar build to him.
"You little brat, your hair hasn't even grown out yet, and you still dare to act like a hero?" The man made a feint with his backhand, and Gu Ye's hand lost its strength and was caught.
Gu Ye was shocked and tried to break free, but he felt the other person's hand was like a pair of pliers. He could only use his shoulder to hit the man's chest, but the man dodged and pulled him forward.
Gu Ye hurriedly stabilized his lower body, and the two began a new round of competition.
Chu An felt refreshed after beating the man. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the man and asked, "Is this your woman?"
The man shook his head. "No, I just can't stand you bullying others."
At this time, the sour man No. 1 came hurriedly carrying a lot of bags. The old woman asked him to take a seat first, so why did they start fighting?
"Oh my, what's wrong with you, old lady?"
He looked at Chu An, was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly told his wife.
Sour No. 1 stood up suddenly, pointed at Chu An's nose and cursed, "Little bitch, it's you, you just can't stand seeing me doing well"
Chu An ignored her, looked at the man fighting with Gu Ye, and shouted coldly, "Let go."
The man was startled, and Gu Ye took the opportunity to break free and move sideways to her side. "Is your hand okay?"
After Gu Ye asked, Sour No. 1 slapped her thigh and burst into tears. She was the victim.
"Oh my God, why don't you open your eyes? Why don't you take in this pair of bastards? This bitch threatened me in District 7 and even beat me up today. Woo woo woo..."
The crowd began to talk, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, did they have a grudge against each other before?"
"What can we do? They both know they can't beat the other guy. Now fists are the only way to win."
"Oh, the staff is here, hurry back to line up." The crowd dispersed instantly, and except for the "hero", everyone returned to their original positions.
Two men wearing shelter work armbands and two armed police officers with guns came over.
"What happened?" the tall staff member asked in a cold voice. It was not uncommon for trouble to happen in the shelter.
Sour No. 1 seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and hurriedly got up from the ground, pointing at Chu An and complaining, "Leader, this pair of dogs and bitches called a group of bullies to our community and destroyed the community. I finally escaped, and they came to beat me again. They want to kill us all."
He is really good at editing.
The tall man immediately glanced at Chu An and asked, "Which neighborhood are you from?"
"District Seven, we are from District Seven." Suanjiji said hurriedly.
I did hear that District 7 was looted by a gang before, but didn’t that gang die out?
"Give me your ID card."
Chu An and Gu Ye took out their ID cards. The short staff member took them, looked them over and felt that they didn't look like bullies.
"Take out yours, too."
"We...we are victims."
"Take out your ID card first."
Suanjiji took it out reluctantly, and the tall guy took it and checked it while asking, "Tell me, what's going on?"
Gu Ye explained, "It was this woman who cut in line and almost caused a car accident. She doesn't want to live anymore, but we do."
"I didn't cut in line. I was standing here. They bumped into me on purpose and wanted to kill me."
Silencing him, Chu An snorted coldly, it’s a good idea.
She saw no conscience in Sour No. 1, so she planned to wait for the situation to calm down and then solve the problem quietly.
The tall staff member looked at the two cars and found them intact. He also looked at the people and found nothing serious. He had dealt with many disputes caused by queue-jumping and was a little impatient. "Okay, since everything is fine, just queue up properly."
Then he asked the man who had been standing next to him, "What's wrong with you?"
The man said, "I am here to mediate the fight."
The tall staff member waved at him, signaling him to return to his seat quickly.
The man left reluctantly.
"You guys should get in the car too, and don't cause any trouble."
Chu An pulled Gu Ye into the car.
As a result, Sour No. 1 refused to give in and held onto the tall man, saying, "Leader, you can't let them go like this. People like them can only go into the shelter and bully others."
The tall man glanced at her and asked, "So what do you want?"
She stiffened her neck and said, "We can't let them into the shelter. I still need to pay compensation."
The tall guy thought for a moment and said to Chu An, "How about this, you compensate her with some food, and I don't care what happened between you two before, just don't let it end up that you can't get into the shelter."
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