Chapter 36 The World Has Changed
More and more people poured into the stairwell, dozens, hundreds, and there seemed to be more behind.
The melee was fierce.
One cannot stay in such a troubled place for long, so Qiao Lan dragged the chef along, dashing around in the crowd and finding a way to escape.
The young chef had an internal hotel badge on the left chest of his clothes, which was very eye-catching, so a group of people surrounded him and beat him up.
Qiao Lan quickly pulled off the badge and dragged the chef out from under the crowd.
He turned around and smiled: "You recognized the wrong person, you guys continue, we are not in the same group with the scum in the hotel!"
Someone from the inspection team came over to catch the chef, but Qiao Lan kicked them away.
He managed to break out of the encirclement with the young chef.
"Go!"
Call Xiao Li and Xiao Tang and run away from the stairs on the other side.
huff huff…
They ran all the way to the lobby on the first floor before stopping.
"Um?"
Qiao Lan had just steadied her breathing when suddenly a strange feeling came over her.
It was as if I was being targeted by a mutant beast lurking and hunting in the end times, and I felt a chill down my spine for no reason.
She suddenly turned her head and looked in a certain direction.
But I saw nothing.
There was no one in that corner.
A group of excited residents rushed past, blocking her gaze.
That strange feeling disappeared immediately.
Illusion? Qiao Lan looked away.
It's a mess around here.
During this period, many guests rushed to the ninth floor, shouting slogans such as "Down with the unscrupulous hotel" and "Severely punish the man surnamed Zhao".
It is obvious that they have been oppressed for a long time these days. Today, no one knows who took the lead in "rebellion", and everyone followed suit to vent their dissatisfaction.
The security teams scattered across the floors were intercepted by the excited crowd, pinned down and beaten.
There was also a scuffle in the lobby on the first floor, with residents chasing after several security guards.
There were also residents who did not participate in the fight and retreated to a corner for fear of being affected by the fight.
The young chef sighed as he gazed at the chaotic hall. "We have dozens of employees under Mr. Zhao, all of whom were left on duty the night the storm started. We're short on manpower, so we've hired some help these days. We have over a hundred of them, running the entire hotel. Normally, no one dares to stand up to us. These hundred-plus people seem strong, maintaining order in the hotel like a rock, but when they really incur public outrage, they can't hold their own. There's strength in numbers, and there are thousands of guests here."
He added: "We just set up a monitoring team this morning, but we've been injuring people, detaining people, and acting lawless. Now we're getting our comeuppance!"
Qiao Lan said, "Alright, stop talking about other people. Did you get hurt anywhere?"
"No." The chef moved his neck, waist, arms and legs to indicate that he was just hurt and not seriously injured.
That's good, Qiao Lan breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, saving a chef who couldn't take care of himself would be a waste of effort.
"Where's your dad?"
"My dad sent Ms. Zhang out and hasn't come back yet."
The young chef explained that Ms. Zhang was the one who was beaten and imprisoned for stealing bread.
She had no money to buy food at the hotel, and her grandmother, too weak to bear it, went to the kitchen to beg for food. No one paid any attention to her, but the father and son were kind enough to quietly give her a small piece of bread.
Unexpectedly, something happened and I was beaten and imprisoned.
The father and son felt guilty and thought they had implicated the other person, so they quietly ran over and let the person go.
He was responsible for sneaking into the basement to release the people, and his father was responsible for sending the people out of the hotel and finding a place to stay.
The results were soon discovered.
He was caught and beaten, and he will probably be beaten again when his father comes back.
Fortunately, the hotel was in chaos.
"ah--"
A scream.
Following the sound, I saw a young man with a blue bow tie bleeding profusely from his chest in the melee crowd.
He screamed twice in fear, then could no longer scream and fell limply to the ground.
Beside them, the man holding the knife had a distorted look of excitement on his face, looking ferocious and terrifying. "Serves you right! Serves you right! You took advantage of the situation and bullied others, you will all die a horrible death!"
A group of companions around him were also shouting excitedly.
The spectators in the corner were frightened and stood there in a daze.
No one cared whether the young man who was stabbed and fell to the ground was dead or alive.
"Brother Qin!"
Beside Qiao Lan, the young chef screamed and ran over there.
He rushed to the young man who had fallen to the ground and shouted, "Brother Qin! Brother Qin, how are you?"
But more and more blood flowed from the young man's chest, and it formed a pool on the ground. His body was motionless and there was no response.
"Brother Qin!" The young chef, with trembling hands, tested the young man's breath.
But he was kicked to the ground all of a sudden, covered in blood.
"They're in the same group! Beat him to death! They're all beasts!"
The crazy people started beating the young chef indiscriminately.
Even the man who had wielded the knife to kill someone pointed the bloody machete at the chef.
The young chef shouted, "Brother Qin is not a bad person. I have worked with him for a long time. He is a good person! Even as a security guard, he has never bullied any guests! He has often helped you these past few days. When my father rescued Ms. Zhang from the hotel, he helped attract the attention of other security guards, allowing Ms. Zhang to escape safely. How can you kill people indiscriminately? You..."
But who is willing to listen to his explanation?
This group of people beat him even more cruelly than Mr. Zhao's men.
Until the bloody tip of the knife pierced his neck.
Qiao Lan took action.
He stepped forward and kicked the knife away.
Fighting skills are displayed!
He easily defeated the people who were beating him up.
He grabbed the young chef and rushed out of the hotel before more people gathered around.
Behind the chaotic crowd, around a corner.
The direction Qiao Lan was staring at before.
A man in a dark blue windbreaker walked out silently.
Taking off his sunglasses, he looked at Qiao Lan and his group running away quickly, with admiration in his eyes.
"good."
Smiling, he smoothed his hair.
A tattoo is faintly visible on the inside of the wrist between the raised cuffs.
Small, brightly colored patterns.
Green sword, red snake.
Tightly wrapped around, with ferocious fangs.
…
Outside the hotel, Qiao Lan and his group ran.
"How could they do this... They're killing people indiscriminately!"
The young chef kept yelling nervously, obviously very upset.
Qiao Lan shouted, "Shut up! Just run!"
He was dragged along and ran wildly on the streets full of messy obstacles.
Xiao Li and Xiao Tang followed closely behind him. None of them spoke and their faces looked very ugly.
He ran panting for two blocks and stopped only when he saw no one chasing him.
“Why…why…”
The young chef sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, his face pale.
Qiao Lan slapped him on the head.
"Wake up, the world has changed. There's no reason, just survive. Where's your dad?"
"……there."
The young chef pointed to a building that had not collapsed not far away. His father had taken the injured Ms. Zhang and her grandmother there for resettlement.
No reason, just to survive? Qiao Lan's words shocked him so much that he couldn't recover.
Qiao Lan forcibly picked him up and went to the building over there to find his father.
When I got there, I took a look.
His father sat blankly at the door of the building with a dull look in his eyes, obviously in a state of shock.
When the father and son met, they were speechless.
Hey, are you two going to play "One, Two, Three, Stalled Man" with me? Qiao Lan checked his watch. It was less than an hour until the next wind started.
Asked the old chef: "What about Ms. Zhang?"
The old chef was stunned. "...left."
Is this leaving, leaving, or dying?
Ask again, don't speak.
Qiao Lan thought, are these father and son in the mental state to cook for me?
You have to take it back first, there is no time to waste.
If these two people are really stupid in the future, I can just throw them out again... Well, I am the hard-hearted Ms. Blue.
She kicked the father and son who were sitting opposite each other in a daze, one by one.
"Come with me."
The father and son were really obedient. After being mentally stimulated, they were in a semi-insane state. They didn't ask any questions and just followed Qiao Lan away.
There were three of us when we came, and now there are five of us.
Quickly travel through the devastated city and hurry back.
At this time, the wind had stopped for more than two hours, the sky was unusually clear, and the sun was shining warmly, making people suspect that the storm was over.
There are more and more people on the street.
Most of them gathered near the ruins of supermarkets and shopping malls, digging through the bricks and stones for drinking water and supplies.
If the supermarket building had not collapsed by chance, it would have been looted.
When there is no hope of disaster relief, everyone knows that they have to stock up on food and drink in order to survive.
Along the way, they saw several fights over food.
He was beaten until his head was bleeding.
“The world has changed.”
Xiao Tang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly repeated what Qiao Lan had said.
Even outside the ruins of the kindergarten safe house, there were still some people walking on the street.
At this point, it was estimated that there were only ten minutes left before the wind picked up again.
"Should we remind them to go back early to avoid the wind?"
Qiao Lan stopped and asked.
She wanted to hear how Xiao Tang and the others would answer.
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