Chapter 550: Mist. Finding my brother
Mou Ci and the other two quickly rushed to the south security gate. On the way, they saw many dead bodies of patients, who should have been killed by Captain Li and his men. Of course, they also encountered many patients who were running from afar, and some who became confused halfway through the journey.
Mou Ci narrowed his eyelashes slightly and became doubtful about what Dr. Zhao had said.
"Captain, look over there." Shen Dawei pointed to the corner diagonally in front of him. Seven or eight sick people were pushed down by the force inside, then quickly got up and were pushed down again.
Mou Ci picked up a lamp from the ground, held the short blade tightly, and walked to the corner first. The others did the same, following closely behind Mou Ci.
When they got close, the three of them tacitly found cover to hide. Mou Ci threw the lamp to the corridor on the other side of the corner, and it fell to the ground and broke into pieces, making a loud noise. The patients were indeed attracted, and the outermost ones stumbled and ran back.
Shen Dawei was closest to the corner, so he quickly moved to the edge of the corner, looked inside, and couldn't help but gasp.
There were four people holding chairs, covered in blood. They were able to catch their breath, leaning against the wall and breathing heavily. But if they were the only ones injured, Shen Dawei would not be so shocked.
What shocked Shen Dawei was that there were two bloody skeletons behind the four people. Although it was a bit exaggerated, there was no intact flesh on the two people, and the white bones could be seen in the arms and legs where there was less flesh.
The man was obviously dead, but the four people in front of him still insisted on guarding him.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it…” One of them tried hard to hold back tears and punched the wall with his hands. The others were trying to find the source of the noise.
After Shen Dawei reported to Mou Ci, he threw the glass in his hand far away and continued to disturb the sick person, while they quickly came to the corner.
Mou Ci looked at the person he had just saved, surprised, "Song Yunfei?"
Song Yunfei turned his head slowly, his face tense and his lips pursed, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
"Captain Mou." When Cheng Hao saw Mou Ci, he felt like he saw a savior. He was about to throw the stool but remembered that he must not make any noise, so he withdrew his hand at the last moment.
"Let's go, leave here." Mou Ci didn't ask anything, but he could think of something. It should be that four people came to rescue their comrades, but they failed and got trapped instead.
Zu Yang threw the thermos cup he had just picked up far away. It did not make the expected shattering sound, and several people looked at each other.
"Run, run quickly."
Everyone evacuated quickly. This thermos must be made in China and is shatterproof.
The seven people ran faster and closer to the South Gate. There were more and more corpses around them, and the sound of fighting was very loud. There seemed to be... music?
Bang--
After a loud bang, Mou Ci hurriedly braked, and a door panel carrying a dozen sick people flew towards them.
"Oh my god." Cheng Hao exclaimed and quickly lowered his head.
The door first hit the wall to reduce the impact, and then knocked the sick people down. They managed to avoid it, but none of the sick people stood up.
Several people were very curious about the battle inside. It was obviously not something that ordinary people could do to remove the door panel. When they rushed to the south security door, they saw another incredible scene.
Another door was rolled up by a straw whip, which pushed over a dozen sick people and knocked them against the wall.
Just as shocked as them were Company Commander Li, Zhang Chaowu, Li Jian and others.
Zhang Chaowu and others were the first to withdraw from the battle, not because they were afraid of death, but because they had no chance to perform.
They had already prepared themselves to die, but the steel door was kicked open, and three men, one woman, and a child appeared in front of them.
Then...that woman seemed to have some magical power. She only took one look at the sick people and they collapsed to the ground.
As more and more sick people came in, the boys around the girl also joined the fight. They wanted to help but couldn't. The girl picked up a baseball bat from under the corpse. Although they had not seen the baseball bat on the ground before, the baseball bat was more flexible in her hands than her left and right hands. She hit one person at a time and hit wherever she pointed.
Bang, bang, bang——
Chu An and Gu Ye cut the sick patients like cutting cabbages, and finally Guozi and Laonian also joined the "elderly care" team, following behind, ready to check for any deficiencies and fill in the gaps.
Later on, they didn't even dare to follow them. Standing next to them was a bit of a nuisance, so they could only automatically step back and stand against the wall, trying not to hinder others from cutting the melon, oh no, killing people.
By the way, they have mobile phones playing music in their pockets!!!
Who can he go to for justice? They were very careful not to make any noise. They played music on their phones to attract the sick. They were ready to sacrifice their lives and fight to the death. They killed people with baseball bats as if they were playing a game. And the black dagger used by the boy could easily cut the skull.
Guozi suddenly saw his captain, and his eyes lit up instantly, "Captain, Captain...Brother Dawei, Yangzai, I'm here."
Chu An was shocked, isn't the captain of Guozi Mou Ci!!!
She didn't stop moving, dealt with several nearby patients, and patted Gu Ye's shoulder with one hand, "Please look back for me to see if my brother is behind us."
Gu Ye turned around hurriedly and quickly spotted a man in the crowd. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes and an outstanding temperament. He was smiling at him with tears in his eyes.
It was Mou Ci, the brother Chu An missed so much.
Gu Ye felt a warm feeling in his heart and even wanted to cry. No one understood better than him the hardships Xiao An had gone through in searching for her relatives and the mental torture she had gone through with all the worry and fear.
He held Chu An's hand tightly and said, "It's your brother. He's fine, not injured. He's just thinner and his hair is longer."
Chu An shuddered slightly, and used a straw whip to roll up the door panel that she had thrown on the ground, and slammed it into the patients who were constantly attacking in front of her. Of course, she would add stone nails afterwards to completely crush their brains.
There were nearly a hundred corpses piled up around, and in the distance there were also sick people, scattered around, two or three people gathered together, walking very slowly. Most of them were people who had previously injured their legs.
"Xiao An, is that you?" Mou Ci's voice was very gentle, just like greeting each other for the first time, "Xiao An, is that you, my sister?"
Chu An wiped the blood off his face, turned around, and met Mou Ci's gentle gaze. Neither of them moved, but their eyes were blurred by tears.
She tilted her head back, trying her best not to let the tears fall. With so many people watching, she was afraid it would be difficult to maintain her cool image, so she had to hold it back.
Gu Ye began to deal with the retail investors. The others finally felt that they had a place to use their skills and hurried to join in. Only Chu An and Mou Ci were left staring at each other in the fighting crowd.
Someone interrupted their reunion at an inopportune time, "Captain Li, quickly send a few people to follow me to the basement. We can't let Situ Yi's plan succeed."
Chu An and Mou Ci looked at the person who spoke at the same time—it was actually Zhe Xiguang.
Why is he here? Is this all the director's conspiracy?
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