Shi Man's smile ended when Song Yan called.
"You need to come soon."
"We've moved to the third cafeteria. There are about sixty people blocking the way outside."
Shi Man frowned and said, "Twenty minutes." Then she hung up the phone.
Shi Man cursed in her heart, what bad luck!
Song Yan is her important 'fire detector', she can't just give him up like that.
There is also Hao Jianshe and that group of agricultural talents. Shi Man is counting on them to farm!
It was also the group's bad luck. Shi Man was not sure at the beginning whether the members' tasks would be upgraded again. In addition, Zhou Feifei's family members took up the number of people at that time, so Shi Man did not fill the number of people immediately.
According to the original plan, Song Yan had the ultimate weapon of "electric shock therapy", and no one dared to wade through the water to approach the laboratory building.
Who would have thought that ice would suddenly fall?
"Everyone, go back to your seats and fasten your seat belts!"
Shi Man shouted in a deep voice, and Zhou Feifei and Meng Xiaodao immediately sat back in their seats. The moment they fastened their seat belts, they were thrown out on the spot and then instantly bounced back to their seats by the seat belts.
The two men held on to their seat belts and the safety handles next to them tightly, their pupils wide open.
Meng Xiaodao: "Akina Mountain Car...God of Cars..."
"Sister Manman! Cool!!"
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NNU canteen.
The original canteen building was only three stories high plus a small warehouse loft on the top floor.
Previously, the three lower floors were flooded, and only the small attic was exposed. Now that it has frozen, the small attic has become a "level ground".
At this moment, Song Yan and others were hiding in the warehouse, and the security door was being smashed with a loud bang.
The windows on both sides were also smashed, but fortunately there were aluminum alloy guardrails outside the windows, which eliminated the danger of windows being broken.
Tables and benches were pressed against the security door. Inside the warehouse, Huang Jun and others looked solemn and nervous.
Song Yan stood by the window holding a nail gun. The wound that had just been bandaged during the day opened again. Bright red blood dripped onto the windowsill and instantly solidified into ice.
Song Yan's hand holding the gun did not move at all, his face was pale, but his eyes were dark and creepy.
Suddenly, he took his right hand away from the gun, pulled out the needle from his sleeve and stabbed it diagonally below the window.
"ah!!!"
A scream suddenly rang out, and a man wearing an ill-fitting down jacket just popped his head out from the wall when the needle tip of the syringe pierced into his eyeball.
The man rolled on the ground in pain and tried to run away in panic.
Bang!
Despite the tricky angle, the steel ball in the nail gun still shot into the man's ear canal. The man's screams stopped abruptly, and he lay on the ice twitching. Blood oozed from his ear hole, emitting gurgling hot steam. Soon the blood froze into ice chips, and the man's twitching movements became slower and slower.
Song Yan continued to load the steel balls with an expressionless face.
The banging sound at the security door disappeared, and the fire moved from the front diagonally, dispelling the shadows by the window.
A group of people were so cold that their noses were red and their eyes were staring. The hot air they exhaled almost turned into fog. Under the torches, there were many disheveled faces. They were wearing down jackets or thick cotton coats. Some of them didn't have thick clothes, so they wore several sweatshirts on top of each other. It looked like a Beggars' Gang meeting.
What is consistent is that the eyes of this group of people are full of hostility.
Song Yan could tell at a glance that these people had seen blood on their hands.
For people living in an orderly world, once the order is broken and their hands are stained with blood, their bottom line is crossed. Those with strong willpower can still hold on to their original intentions, but most people will choose to go with the flow, which is more pleasant to say, survival of the fittest.
"Brother, that's ruthless." The leading man didn't even look at his companion on the ground. He stared straight at the nail gun in Song Yan's hand and gave him a thumbs up.
He had dark skin, a strong build, two scars on his forehead, and looked to be in his early forties.
Song Yan knew the other person. He used to work in the school security department. His name seemed to be Chen Chun, and he seemed to be a team leader.
Following Chen Chun were his former colleagues from the security department, and more were students.
During the flood, he fled into the dormitory building and soon occupied a building and became the king.
The people who sneaked into the laboratory building at night and scratched Song Yan were sent by him.
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