Chapter 77 Comforted Conscience
A Hong held herself up and stumbled behind Shi Yuebai's paper airplane.
She couldn't see the road in the darkness, and could only see the white paper airplane in front of her.
Although Shi Yuebai tried his best to guide A Hong and take a relatively smooth road.
But Ahong was still stumbling among the ruins.
Her hand, which had been pierced by exposed steel bars, was dripping with blood.
Shi Yuebai didn't say anything. Maybe she didn't see A Hong's hand being injured, maybe she did.
None of this is the most important.
Soon, A Hong, under the guidance of Shi Yuebai, found Pang Zhenggong lying among the ruins of steel bars.
"Husband!"
A Hong stumbled forward, tripped over a steel bar, and fell directly into the rubble.
She couldn't care less about the pain.
Just crawling on a rugged gravel, "How could this happen?"
"Aren't you going to separate your family? Why are you here?"
Pang Zhenggong didn't answer Ah Hong, he closed his eyes tightly.
The whole person was like a piece of rag, abandoned among the rugged ruins.
Ah Hong's tears flowed down her face.
She raised her pierced hand and wiped the tears from her face.
Soon her face was stained with black ash, sweat and blood.
But she also knew that now was not the time for her to cry.
The top priority is to check how Pang Zhenggong is doing.
Dead or alive?
There has to be an accurate number.
"It shouldn't be like this. You and Acheng are good brothers."
Ah Hong crawled over, raised her bloody hand, and stroked Pang Zhenggong's cheek.
It was okay not to say this, but when he mentioned it, Pang Zhenggong, who was originally dying, suddenly raised his eyelids slightly.
"He's still conscious."
Shi Yuebai's paper plane hovered over Pang Zhenggong and A Hong.
"You stay here, I'll call Commander Qiao and your son over."
If a person is not dead yet, then for Shi Yuebai, he can live.
Of course, even if a person dies, she can also find a way to keep him alive.
It’s just that life is not so beautiful.
In short, let’s get Pang Zhenggong back first.
In the dark night, all the scattered paper airplanes gathered together and landed in front of Captain Qiao and Pang Ziyuan.
Everyone paused and looked at the paper airplane floating in front of them.
"This." Captain Qiao swallowed.
He seemed to have seen something supernatural.
After all, there were four or five white paper airplanes floating in front of him and Pang Ziyuan at the same time.
Is this some kind of superpower? Or has the wasteland world entered the supernatural world again?
It seemed that he just saw A Hong running away with a paper airplane.
Yaoshou, human beings have not yet understood how to survive in the wasteland, and now they are forced to deal with these gods and ghosts.
Pang Ziyuan in front of him suddenly felt blessed,
"Captain Qiao, follow them quickly."
He actually didn't understand the origin of these paper airplanes.
But if you follow these paper planes, you will definitely find his mother.
Pang Ziyuan's hands and feet were a little weak and he began to climb the ruins ahead.
Cement fragments, steel bars, bricks, and all kinds of garbage piled up to form a different kind of mountain.
Pang Ziyuan climbed up with great effort.
Captain Qiao followed behind. He was an adult man after all, and he crawled to Pang Ziyuan's side in a few moments.
He gave Pang Ziyuan a hand,
"Be careful, there are steel bars everywhere, don't get hurt."
Below the two of them were several crooked melons and cracked jujubes that came over panting.
They have a unified logo, they are all very thin, not much better than Pang Ziyuan.
In the thin starlight, several people looked up at the towering ruins ahead.
"It's too high, leader, why don't we forget it."
"It's too dangerous up there, let's go back."
As long as there are ruins, there will be all kinds of invisible dangers. Especially the ruins in the living area, you might kick some sharp object while walking.
Sometimes it's a kitchen knife.
Sometimes it's a razor blade.
Exposed steel bars have become the most obvious and most visible danger.
Captain Qiao and Pang Ziyuan were already halfway up the climb. He lowered his head and said angrily:
"Stop talking nonsense, do you still want Pang's food?"
"If you miss this meal, you won't be able to find anything edible even with your abilities."
Now Captain Qiao has strengthened his confidence and must hug Shi Yuebai's thigh tightly.
Everything is unusual, paper planes floating and flying over the ruins late at night.
That explains the problem very well.
The Pang family are followers of the Shi family.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
To make it clearer, the Pang family is surrounded by Shi Yuebai.
Captain Qiao knew it when Pang Ziyuan came to him with the canned pet.
It was Shi Yuebai who was telling him to do something.
This is a good opportunity to prove himself to Shi Yuebai.
The few skinny monkeys under the ruins listened to Captain Qiao's words.
No matter how unwilling they were, everyone had to take steps and climb up the ruins with difficulty.
Soon they arrived at the place guided by the paper airplane.
Pang Ziyuan stumbled over and said, "Mom, why did dad do this?"
Before Ah Hong could speak, a paper plane hovering in the night sky fell down,
"Do you still have time to ask? Your dad is almost dead."
Pang Ziyuan woke up with a start and pulled the stunned Captain Qiao and several thin men who climbed up later.
With all hands and feet, Pang Zhenggong was lifted up, who was covered in blood.
Captain Qiao said in shock, "Go back quickly."
A paper airplane can actually talk.
It was still Shi Yuebai's voice.
He finally realized that Shi Yuebai was a person with super powers.
But aren’t the legendary superpowers all from the elements of wind, rain, thunder, lightning, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth?
Shi Yuebai, what kind of power is this?
Ahhhhhh.
Captain Qiao was thinking a lot. He didn't know which series of powers a paper plane could fit into in this wasteland.
"Go this way."
The paper plane was in front of Pang Ziyuan, guiding him a shortcut.
Pang Ziyuan immediately turned around and waved to Captain Qiao, who was working harder and harder.
At this time, in the team next door, the head of the muscle group was ordering people.
He pointed to Song Yucheng and said with a wicked smile:
"You guys are really working together as a team to kill people, but you didn't clean up the tail."
"Go get them and don't let them bother me again."
After a pause, he told Song Yucheng again,
"Your brother's wife still has some flesh on her body. Don't kill her."
Song Yucheng's eyes were red and his whole body was trembling.
He looked at each other with his teammates who were also members of the excavation team.
A group of people left the team and chased A Hong in the direction he ran away.
They knew where Pang Zhenggong's body was thrown.
I originally thought that Pang Zhenggong would be dead, and no one would take away the search and rescue excavation tools in their team from now on.
As a result, Ahong and Pang Ziyuan ran out to ask for help.
He also went directly to the new group leader.
“Azheng’s wife and children are seeking death, what does that have to do with us?”
The teammate whispered something, as if to comfort his conscience,
"Azheng should not have shared the public property of our team. He deserves to die."
I found the source of the stink.
Little Bieme poured something sticky under the sofa.
It took me a long time to clean it up last night.
Today is much better.
(End of chapter)