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- Jin Yi's Night Journey 333_Jin Yi's Night Journey full text free to read_Chapter 333: A dark willow and a bright flower? from (.)
"Uh" The Japanese ghost didn't expect that things would be so serious.
Suddenly, everyone became very busy - mass deaths began.
Almost within a short period of time, the infected person with the finger in the center died at the same time. The soldiers guarding the resettlement center were obviously very nervous
Yang Zongbao sat on the steps in despair, letting the rain from the eaves wash his legs and feet.
"Sir, the water is out." A soldier hurried over to report.
"What's your name?" Yang Zongbao asked him.
"Treat them by force." The soldier's physique was very strong, and his breasts were bigger than those of women.
"Qiang Zhi" Yang Zongbao originally wanted to say something, but he took it back when he reached his lips: "Forget it, go and do your work."
"Oh." Qiang Zhi was pushed back, always feeling that he had forgotten something.
After Qiang Zhi left, Rigui asked: "Boss, the water is cut off?"
"Well, because the pipeline that transports water to the next city passes through the Lower East District. Now that it is raining in the Lower East District, it is easy for bacteria to flow to the next city through drinking water." Yang Zongbao thought clearly.
"What about the people here?" asked the Japanese ghost.
"What should we do?" Yang Zongbao repeated: "Yes, what should we do?"
¡°¡¡± The Japanese ghost had no way to answer his boss.
Yang Zongbao lost the passion for saving people he had in the past two days. He just sat on the steps and watched the people around him busy, but he didn't make the slightest move. In Yang Zongbao's eyes, the living and the dead are no longer so completely distinguishable. The distance between the living and the dead these days is too close
"Are you looking for death?" Qiangwei forcefully called Yang Zongbao back to his senses, dragged him up the steps and cut open his pants. I found that the bullet wound had turned white from the rain and started to fester inside
"Qiangwei, let's go." Yang Zongbao sighed.
"Let's go?" Qiangwei took out the scalpel from her arms and began to scrape away the rotten flesh from Yang Zongbao's wound.
Yang Zongbao gritted his teeth and endured. The pain slightly brought back some of Yang Zongbao's sense: "Stop it, I'm fine."
Qiangwei took a deep look at Yang Zongbao and found that his face was too thin and pale But these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that there is no hope in Yang Zongbao's eyes: "It's not over yet. Worst case scenario, you can¡¯t do this.¡±
"" Yang Zongbao tilted his head and looked at Qiangwei in confusion, as if he didn't know what she was talking about.
"You have to be strong. We can't do this without you." Qiangwei emphasized to herself, hoping that Yang Zongbao could cheer up.
"I'm too tired." Yang Zongbao let Qiangwei do it in a dejected manner.
"You" Qiangwei understood that Yang Zongbao was in a miasma. He was suffering because so many patients were dying in front of him and he was helpless. This kind of pain is too deep. If Yang Zongbao doesn't want to let go, no one can help him. The more kind-hearted a person is, the more painful it will be to face this situation. Without any unnecessary nonsense, Qiangwei turned around and left.
"Boss" Rigui looked at Yang Zongbao worriedly.
"It's okay, it's okay"
Just as Yang Zongbao imagined, since the water supply was cut off, residents of the Lower East Side, who had been relatively quiet at home, began to walk out of their houses in search of water sources. Because the resettlement center is full of infected patients, there is no harassment from those residents. But it's not so good outside.
Gun misfires happen from time to time, but these seem to have nothing to do with Yang Zongbao.
"gentlemen."
¡°A person who was within Yang Zongbao¡¯s expectation but also beyond Yang Zongbao¡¯s expectation appeared¡ªWilliam.
"Yeah." Yang Zongbao waited patiently for William to explain his purpose.
"Sir, you have to evacuate."
Sure enough, William¡¯s purpose of coming was similar to what Yang Zongbao thought. Yang Zongbao looked at the people coming with him behind William, and he knew what was going on: "I won't leave."
"Sir, you don't understand. The situation here is out of control. We have already evacuated the marginalized people, but it started to rain today and the water sources are contaminated, so we don't have that many people who have not yet had time to evacuate. I have no energy to isolate myself again." William also had his own difficulties. If Yang Zongbao had not left a very good impression on him, William would not have risked his life and personally asked Yang Zongbao to evacuate.
"I know, I will stay." Yang Zongbao declined William's kindness.
"Sir, you don't understand" William thought about his words, and it was better to risk it: "This place has been abandoned because of an epidemic in Will City. We need your experience."
"Weil City" Yang Zongbao repeated, as expected, the matter was very serious.
"Yes, sir, think about it, Will City has a larger population. If it is not controlled, the consequences will not be comparable to that of the Lower East Side."
"Where are the people here?" Yang Zongbao felt that he had asked knowingly.
"I'm sorry." William lowered his head.
From William¡¯s apology, Yang Zongbao knew the result.
"No, I won't leave."
"Okay, sir, goodbye." Time waits for no one, so William stopped trying to persuade him to leave. Doctors, nurses and soldiers were taken away by the way.
The resettlement center suddenly became quiet. Once it becomes quiet here, the noisy noise outside the resettlement center becomes very obvious.
Suddenly, an adult with blood all over his body ran in from the entrance of the resettlement center.
Yang Zongbao just looked at the adults quietly without making any movement. Perhaps because this was a resettlement center, the people chasing the adults stopped at the entrance of the center and eventually dispersed.
The adult held a bag of things in his arms and moved step by step in front of Yang Zongbao: "Doctor John."
Yang Zongbao was surprised that someone still called him Dr. John. These days, Yang Zongbao has forgotten that Zeng Jin is a low-cost doctor in the Lower East Side.
"Doctor John, please take care of my child." The adult opened the clothes on his chest, revealing what he was holding inside.
"He's dead." Yang Zongbao took a look and coldly issued an ultimatum.
"Dead?" The adults couldn't believe it and hurriedly took out the child who was less than a month old. Sure enough, there was a bloody hole in the child's back
"He's gone." Rigui reminded Yang Zongbao.
"I saw it."
The adults slowly walked out of the placement center holding their dead children.
"Should I say you are cold or kind?"
The blond Chacha who disappeared for two days suddenly appeared.
"Whatever." Yang Zongbao showed little interest. Although the pain in his heart is almost suffocating, Yang Zongbao still maintains his calmness. Nothing touched Yang Zongbao's nerves more than just now. He died not of illness but of fighting. But even so, what can Yang Zongbao do? His strength is too weak.
"All the troops and doctors in the Lower East Side were completely evacuated overnight. But at least some people were taken away. Now the entire Lower East Side is blocked, and no one can get out. Anyone who is close to the blockade will be shot" Chacha While talking, he observed Yang Zongbao's reaction. But to her great disappointment, Yang Zongbao's face did not show fearful affection.
"Why didn't you respond?" Chacha asked a little discouraged.
"How should I react?" Yang Zongbao simply leaned against the door.
"You can't get out either."
"I didn't want to go out."
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Chacha was surprised.
¡°My life is not my own.¡± Yang Zongbao opened his cracked mouth and smiled.
"It's really ugly." Chacha said in disgust. These words were exactly the same as what Qiangwei said at the beginning.
"Are you really not going to interrupt?" Chacha asked.
"Control? What to use? Unless" Yang Zongbao suddenly thought of something and finally regained some of his anger.
"What do you need me to do?" Of course Chacha knew that Yang Zongbao must have his own idea.
"Now the people of the Lower East Side can only save themselves. Most of the infected corpses have been eliminated, and the rats have been almost eliminated. The epidemic has reached a turning point and is beginning to move toward healing. In fact, it should be almost the same in a few days. We've passed the peak period of infection. But now that the army has suddenly withdrawn, we don't have enough manpower. Now we need our own mandatory armed team, and of course we need a lot of doctors and nurses." Yang Zongbao was obviously talking about Chacha.
"I don't know about the doctors and nurses, but I know where they are armed." Chacha thought for a while and then said, "But there is a price to pay for that person to agree to help."
"Japanese ghost." Yang Zongbao shouted.
Rigui immediately understood and picked up Yang Zongbao.
"Lead the way."
"Huh." Chacha was not happy, but she still led the way obediently.
Actually, the place Chacha mentioned is not far away, just not far from the resettlement center.??In Hall K underground.
Chacha knocked on the door three times at the entrance, and then stuffed something through the small window. After a few minutes, the door opened.
Chacha took Yang Zongbao into the underground K hall.
The commotion outside didn¡¯t seem to affect what was happening below at all. Hall K is still brightly lit, and it is still the same hell and heaven.
"Miss Chacha, please come over here." As soon as Chacha entered, someone was there to lead the way.
Chacha glanced at Yang Zongbao and motioned for him to follow.
Several people were taken into a very luxurious and vulgar room. Arty Chinese paintings, vases, swords, even terracotta warriors and horses ¨C all resplendent.
"Mrs. Chacha, what brought you here?" A fat man appeared in front of Yang Zongbao and the others. The body of a fat man is very large, about 4 times the size of a normal person. Under the man's crotch, there was a half-naked woman swallowing, and on both sides there were enchanting women rubbing their bodies against the man's, seemingly very impatient.
Chacha seemed to be used to this kind of scene, and there was nothing strange about it. She directly used her feet to sweep the used condoms, wine bottles, and moldy temporary items on the sofa opposite the fat man to the ground, and then sat down: "J, b, look for it." You talk about something.¡±
"No, I know, but there's nothing I can do about it." The fat man refused, but suddenly looked at Chacha's body and drooled: "But if Mrs. Chacha is willing to sacrifice, then there is nothing we can't talk about." After that, the fat man said His breath is getting more and more disordered, and his face is getting redder and redder
"Bang." Chacha suddenly spit out a sound from her lips.
"Ah" The fat man couldn't bear it anymore, and his whole body twitched
Half a minute later, the fat man pushed away the woman kneeling between his legs and said to her viciously: "Swallow it."
The woman didn¡¯t hesitate at all and swallowed everything in her mouth in one go. Then the fat man leaned back on the sofa with satisfaction. The two women who were on both sides hurriedly used their mouths to help the fat man clean up.
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