Franlun is the organization where the villain boss belongs. Duan Xiaolin said before that he had met the boss, and she also wanted to meet him.
And...representative? She had never heard of the term "representative."
Pei Xiqing leaned over Ling Lang's chair, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Can I know? Is this considered a secret of your base?"
Ling Lang was about to drive when he met her gaze. He coughed lightly and looked away at the road ahead: "Why are you... so curious?"
"Because I want to...get to know Brother Duan a little better."
"..." Ling Lang couldn't believe it, "What did you say?"
Even the man in the passenger seat paused slightly.
The eyes behind the lenses looked over vaguely.
It seems like exploration and scrutiny.
Pei Xi's heart tightened, and he quickly explained, "Because I think Franlun is very mysterious, and I want to know more about it. Brother Duan is from Franlun, and I also want to know more about him."
Ling Lang: "Come on, you want to know about Franlun, do you think you haven't lived long enough? If you want to stay alive, don't ask too much. This is my advice to you. Some of the people in there are not to be trifled with."
Pei Xiqing sighed in disappointment. Just as he sat down in his chair, the man in the passenger seat spoke slowly, "My name is Fa Lanlun, and he's the representative for negotiations and interrogations. So? Are you interested in this?"
Pei Xiqing widened her eyes slightly, "No, I'm not interested, I'm just asking..."
She could understand that the negotiations were probably some disputes within the base, but the word "interrogation" sent a chill down her spine when it came out of his mouth. She leaned back to avoid the man's sight.
Ling Lang chuckled: "Coward, my brother said you're scared again, what a fool."
Pei Xiqing whispered back, "You're the one who's scared. You're the biggest fool."
Ling Lang started the engine and seemed not to hear anything.
In a place where no one could see, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.
"Hold on tight, let's go."
After shaking off the small tail that had been following them for two days, a few cars hit the road again. This journey was more difficult than they had imagined. Many of the original routes were impassable. They had to either abandon the car and walk, or drive a longer route.
There were many important pieces of equipment in the car, so abandoning the car was a bad idea. Moreover, there was Pei Xiqing in their team. Their physical fitness after professional training was enough for them to walk for several days and nights, but Pei Xiqing was not.
After another two days of traveling between the city and the desert, Pei Xiqing felt a little wilted. He huddled limply in the back seat of the car and didn't even have the strength to get out when the car stopped.
I didn’t expect that even though I wasn’t a special forces soldier, I could still experience how special forces soldiers fight and travel.
Many roads along the way were completely destroyed, and from time to time she would encounter zombies gnawing hungrily on the roadside. The bumpy ride was ten times faster than the horses she had ridden during previous filmings, and the bile in her stomach was almost shaken out.
She almost vomited several times, and Ling Lang slowed down while making fun of her.
When she was vomiting violently, she inadvertently glanced at Duan Xiaolin in the car. He could even read a book in this high-pressure state of rushing on the road, and from time to time he would handle documents passed on by the headquarters. In comparison, she really looked like a newbie.
Sometimes she would unconsciously stare at him for a long time, and he would raise his eyes and say with a half-smile, "Do you want to vomit more? After you vomit, we have to continue on our journey. We have to reach the city ahead within three days."
Pei Xiqing really felt like the sky was falling.
After the car stopped, she was vomiting and almost went into shock. Everyone seemed to have gotten out of the car to set up tents and get food, but she was still sleeping motionless with her eyes closed in the back seat.
In a daze, it seemed like someone opened the car door and cold wind blew in continuously.
She opened her eyes and saw Long Yan looking at her with a smile: "Are you awake? Get up and eat something. Everyone's out surveying the terrain and clearing out the zombies nearby. Come down and have something to eat. We can take a shower while we're here."
Pei Xiqing finally perked up: "Can I take a shower now?"
"Yes, while they are away, I have already set up the shower tent. Come quickly."
Pei Xiqing got up immediately.
In the apocalypse, being able to take a shower was a luxury. She didn't know how it was for others, especially those at the base, but it was simply too rare to have a shower when traveling in the wild.
She just wiped it with water these days. The team was traveling at a high intensity and sometimes they didn't even have time to stop and drink a sip of water, let alone take a shower.
Long Yan stuffed a set of clothes at her. "The team's clothes are mostly men's. I didn't bring many clothes with me. Where did you get this jacket?"
"The team gave it to you when you left."
"No wonder." Long Yan said, "The more I look at it, the more it looks like it was stolen. There was a clothing delivery convoy a while ago."
Pei Xiqing: "Ah?"
She smiled and said, "It's okay. They robbed me. Since they gave it to you, you know it and forget it. But if you encounter a group like this in the future, it's best not to accept the things they give you. Who knows if they have been eyeing the things on you for a long time and gave you the things to lower your guard before revealing their true colors."
"Okay, I understand."
"In the end times, everyone is fighting for themselves. Showing goodwill is just superficial. It's better not to trust anyone."
Pei Xiqing nodded obediently.
Long Yan laughed out loud, "You should wear this suit. It's still a men's suit, but it should be a bit big for you. Tie it up with your belt. Later, give me your dirty clothes and I'll wash them. By the way, let Ling Lang dry them in the dryer."
Pei Xiqing was curious: "Drying? He can do this kind of thing?"
"Ling Lang is the captain. Can you guess what his special ability is?"
Pei Xiqing thought for a moment and guessed, "Fire?"
"You guessed right. Throw the washed clothes on him later and they'll be dry in a few minutes." Long Yan said, "But he's more than just fire, okay?"
"Dual powers?"
"How do you know?"
Pei Xiqing smiled and said, "I guessed it."
"There's another ability you'd never imagine."
"What is it?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
