Chapter 187 Don’t take anything else
Lan Shiwen locked the screen of his cell phone and stuffed it into the lining of his Mao suit: “If we can’t wait for three days, this god of plague must leave now, immediately.”
After saying that, he quickened his pace and ran towards the intensive care unit.
"What happened?" Ning Zhe took three steps at a time to catch up with him and asked.
"The first batch of people I sent to Yanglao Village have all lost contact, even though each of them carried 1 copper coin." Lan Shiwen said as he ran: "The ones who followed closely behind The second group of people who entered Yanglao Village all brought 7 copper coins, but only one person came back alive and reported the situation inside to the outside world. ”
"What happened inside?"
"It's on fire."
A fire continued silently, burning all over the mountains and fields, drying up the paddy fields, and the enchanting tongues of fire crackled on the golden and plump ears of rice. Beating, like the smile of a ghost.
A drone aerial photo was sent to Ning Zhe’s device by Lanshiwen. When he clicked on the picture, he saw:
I saw a picture of red flames and charred earth. A huge outline of a human face lies quietly in the center of the screen , with a ferocious face and a ferocious expression, the continuous tongues of fire are its bulging veins, and the blackened ravines in the farmland are the wrinkles on its face, as if a dying old man was buried alive under the soil, struggling to put out a spiteful face. His face stuck out of the ground, wailing silently.
"The ghost is coming." Ning Zhe whispered softly.
There is no next photo because both the drone and the person operating the drone are dead.
Lan Shiwen stood in front of the door and raised his head. He was using his irises to unlock the security system of the ward where Yin Lishang was located. A strong man in uniform stood next to him and reported something softly. :
"Mr. Liu asked me to tell you that the medical team he invited from abroad has already boarded the plane and will arrive in Yundu this afternoon. He means to deal with strange things There is no rush to do anything. At least until the medical team takes over Mr. Liu's treatment, the God of Plague must not move..."
Lan Shiwen took a deep breath and said seriously: "Do you know what time it is now? ? It’s not until eight o’clock in the morning, and his bullshit medical team won’t arrive until the afternoon. It’s enough time for the ghost to crawl into the city and kill us all.”
The man in uniform used his left hand to hold the bone conduction earphone fixed on the back of his ear, lowered his head and said: "If you are an upgrader of your level, Mr. Lan, you should be able to delay the deterioration of the situation. The upgraders trained in Yunzhou will also assist you. "
"What if the ghost crawls into the city? Who will be responsible for the impact? Who will pay for the lives of the citizens? That one named Liu?" Lan Shiwen's tone was still calm, but veins were already beating on his forehead: "I want to send the god of plague away now."
The man in uniform was stunned for a moment and lowered his head: "Mr. Liu said that he can be responsible..."
Lan Shiwen's face darkened.
Upgraded people are too deeply involved with the government, which has advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that when dealing with strange events, you basically don’t need to care about the impact. There is always a dedicated person to cooperate and deal with the aftermath, and you get almost unlimited resources and manpower support. The disadvantage is that certain actions cannot be done as one wishes and require complicated procedures and approvals.
Ning Zhe is different, he is a Sanren, an unrestrained Sanren.
A lot of money can't buy me. I am happy. Nothing can beat my happiness. This is the kind of person he is talking about.
But before Ning Zhe could say anything, Lan Shiwen, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly became violent. He took out a pistol from his waist and hit the uniformed man's legs with two bangs.
"Mr. Lan!"
"Tell the man named Liu to run as far as he can now. His whole family will die after today. I repeat: He is within the fifth server of the Liu family. Everyone, regardless of age or sex, must die." Lan Shiwen kicked the man in uniform who had been shot in both legs to the ground, walked through the corridor and forcibly opened the fully enclosed room next to the isolation ward where Yin Lishang was located. Ward, walked straight in.
Bang——
Lan Shiwen walked out of the ward with a gun and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand: "Let's go, Ye Yao, the matter is settled."< br>
Ning Zhe pointed to the ground with his finger: "Someone is going upstairs. You may not be able to walk easily."
"I will handle it." Lan Shiwen said expressionlessly.
"Okay, then I'll leave first. After you finish handling things here, bring the God of Plague over." Ning Zhe said, walking to the window sill: "I have a hunch that what happened in Yanglao Village is related to the absence of the God of Plague." .”
Before he finished speaking, Ning Zhe’s body fell out of the window.
A peregrine falcon fluttered its wings and broke through the wind, leaving the sealed Yundu Municipal Hospital. The place was no longer peaceful.
The wings flew out of the cloud city with many high-rise buildings on the air current. Ning Zhe landed in a gas station at the intersection of the highway and bought a large-displacement motorcycle for zero yuan from a motorcycle guy who bought cigarettes in a convenience store. , kicked up and left without saying a word, leaving the crying and swearing behind his ears.
The peregrine falcon is one of the fastest flying birds on the earth, but that is only a theoretical sprint speed, which consumes a lot of physical energy. Yanglao Village is about 20-30 kilometers away from Yundu City. It is so hard. He felt tired after all the flying.
Along the way, the speed was 320 kilometers per hour, and the sky-eye probe on the highway recorded the heroic appearance of the will-o'-the-wisp boy one by one in the violation record library. However, Ning Zhe didn't care about things like deducting points, because the buddy didn't have a driver's license at all.
Not long after racing like this, a heat wave hit our faces on the highway, and a prairie fire was rising in the rice fields on the roadside.
Ning Zhe did not slow down at all. Instead, he turned the accelerator to the bottom and pushed hard. The motorcycle he bought for zero yuan was kicked into the ditch on the side of the road. Ning Zhe's whole body was driven by the sprint. Leap forward with inertia , transformed into a python in mid-air and passed through the advancing wall of fire, until the half-cooked body landed heavily on the charred soil, and once again transformed into a young man wearing a devil mask, with a Carrying a pure black travel bag.
In the fire scene, water vapor was thick, and the stagnant water in the rice fields was boiled by the hot temperature until it boiled, making the soles of the shoes that stepped on the mud soft and chewy.
"Damn, what the hell..." Ning Zhe unzipped his travel bag and put a gas mask on his face to filter the smoke from the fire. Then, a name blurted out: "Nian Jun .”
As he finished speaking, a bright red wedding dress quietly appeared in his sight. The snow-white girl with no facial features had an exquisite and convex figure. Her hands were as delicate as peeled spring bamboo shoots, holding an old and withered almanac.
Ning Zhe stepped on the boiling mud and walked to He Nianjun, stretched out his left hand to turn the page of today's almanac:
[Sixteenth day of the sixth lunar month]
[Yi : Marriage, sacrifice, pest control, hunting, net-making, fishing, adult ceremony]
[Taboo: Don’t take any leftovers]
"Fuck."
(End of Chapter)