On the chaotic highway, some survivors managed to break through the obstacles.
Hua Mi hurriedly gave instructions to her clearing team.
“That won’t work. The car is full of cash and supplies. If the survivors start fighting over it, we won’t be able to maintain order. Just leave all the supplies in the car and drive straight to City B.”
"We'll treat Grandpa Shi's injuries once we get to City B."
The elderly clearing team sprang into action, unloading all the supplies from the vehicle. Once it was empty, they helped the elderly man onto the vehicle and sped off towards City B.
The supplies that had just been thrown off the truck were snatched away by the survivors who had broken through the obstacles.
At this time, supplies were extremely important; even a single orange was worth risking one's life for.
Apart from Uncle Shi, only a few members of the clearing team remained in place. The rest of them each drove a car, each car full of money, towards City B.
Hua Mi, along with her seventh and eighth aunts who had stayed behind, planned to carry out the clearing work after the situation calmed down.
As a pregnant woman, she never picked fights, so Hua Mi tried to stay close to the side of the road. As she walked, she came to the family where she had been selling newborn onesies.
The woman, still holding her wailing child in her arms, squatted by the roadside, trying to avoid the bloody fighting and killing.
The elderly couple were supporting each other as they walked along the roadside toward the obstacle course. They were well-equipped, wearing two sets of hiking gear. Although they walked slowly, they were quite steady with each step.
Hua Mi walked over, squatted down next to the woman holding the child, and asked:
Where is your husband?
The woman was shielding her child in her raincoat when she heard this. She looked up at the group of survivors who had gained the upper hand on the road.
"He went to help."
Then, the woman looked at Hua Mi and asked:
"Why haven't you left yet? It's very unsafe here, far too unsafe."
If she hadn't had to stay and wait for her husband to return, she would have taken her child and headed towards City B.
Hua Mi did not answer the woman.
She took out a neatly folded piece of waterproof tarpaulin from her raincoat.
"Are you going to buy waterproof tarpaulin? I don't think it's a good idea for you to carry your child like this. You should..."
The woman nodded hurriedly; her raincoat was too small and couldn't really cover the child.
"It would be so much more urgent to have a waterproof tarpaulin to wrap the child," the woman asked hurriedly.
How much is one sheet of waterproof tarpaulin?
Sometimes she really felt that the child was still alive, not because she and her husband took such good care of him, but because the child in her arms had such a strong will to live.
Hua Mi smiled encouragingly at the woman.
200.
200 yuan for a waterproof tarpaulin is considered very cheap nowadays, and it's the same price in Xiangcheng.
HuaMi's price hasn't increased by a single penny.
The woman quickly took out cash and bought the waterproof tarpaulin from Hua Mi, saying repeatedly...
"Thank you, thank you."
She didn't know how to thank him enough. To be honest, at this moment, even if Hua Mi offered her 2,000 yuan for a waterproof tarpaulin, she would agree for the sake of the child in her arms.
At this moment, all those who had set up obstacles were beaten to the ground by the survivors. A man, his head covered in blood, was pinned to the ground, roaring viciously.
"You just wait, you just wait! Do you even know who my boss is? My boss is Chen Hu from City A! You just wait!!!"
Chen Hu from City A?
No one had ever heard of this name before. Someone kicked him and cursed:
"What Chen Hu and Land Rover? Who even knows that? You have absolutely no right to set up roadblocks. You're just highway robbers!"
From the blood-covered man on the ground, everyone learned that they were all survivors who had traveled a long distance from nearby cities.
Neither side represents the authority of Xiangcheng or Bcheng, so what right do these people have to set up roadblocks here?
For a moment, everyone was furious, and someone shouted,
"Kill them! Kill them all, so they won't harm anyone else!"
Hua Mi, who was squatting by the roadside, looked solemn after hearing the name "Chen Hu from City A".
That's not a simple character.
Compared to Chen Hu, the tattooed thugs from Xiangcheng who are now appearing, and the hooligans who set up roadblocks on the Xiang B Expressway to rob goods and cash, are all child's play.
You could say that in these cities in the southeastern region, anyone who's out there in the world has a powerful backer.
The eldest brother has an older brother above him, and the eldest brother's eldest brother has an even older brother.
The last elder brother was Chen Hu.
This name is basically unknown to ordinary people, and even many low-level thugs probably don't know it, because Chen Hu is very fair-skinned.
He runs a very legitimate business, is a successful and very low-key entrepreneur, and is also very enthusiastic about participating in various charity auctions every year.
They even built several primary schools in impoverished mountainous areas and refused to be reported on them.
Judging from his current resume, Chen Hu has no problems at all, and could even be recognized as a model entrepreneur.
But Hua Mi is someone who has lived a whole life.
Although the order of disasters in this life is different from that in the previous life, the people are the same.
When the end times arrive, and the sun rises and falls, the demons hiding in the shadows gradually no longer need a human skin. Model entrepreneurs and philanthropists who never report their misdeeds begin to reveal their most ruthless side.
It's obvious that there weren't this many hooligans in Xiangcheng and Bcheng before, but now they're flocking here.
That's Chen Hu from above, extending his tentacles into these two cities.
The survivors ahead were verbally and physically abusing the thugs who had set up the roadblock. Hua Mi, regaining her senses, said to the woman holding the child:
“I have tents for sale. Why don’t you get one first and sit inside while you wait for your husband? The child looks so pitiful.”
After saying that, she pointed to the garbage truck lying by the roadside, walked over, opened the garbage truck, and, to the woman's surprise, took out several tents from the level 16 warehouse.
They looked like several brand-new tents that hadn't even had their covers torn off, just pulled out of a garbage truck.
The woman was overjoyed. She wrapped the child in her arms with a waterproof tarpaulin, took the tent from Hua Mi's hand, and saw that it was a fully automatic quick-opening tent, so she didn't even need to set it up herself.
How much does this cost?
"This one? 830 each."
Hua Mi casually mentioned a number; these tents were actually purchased online right after the earthquake.
There weren't many in total, but they were very cheap, only 83 yuan each.
After receiving 830 yuan from the woman, Hua Mi finally took out her phone. She and the woman stayed in the tent, and after thinking for a long time, Hua Mi sent a message to her eighth aunt's husband.
[Hua Mi: You guys should bring weapons when you travel on this road lately, it's going to be dangerous here.]
I'm going back to my hometown for Chinese New Year, and I'm so worried, what will happen to Xiao Diu?
(End of this chapter)
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