I stand under a billion lives

Chapter 40

While the Cowherd's shop was destroyed by Hu Weijiu with one blow, it was in an alley in the slum area of ​​the old city.

The handsome man with short black hair tilted his head to look at the snake woman lying on the ground oozing blood from her abdomen, and then shook his head at the tall guard in black: "There is no need to clean up, anyway, the monsters gathered against the high The drug price parade has become a pervasive disaster, and in a short while there will be ground-cleaning missiles from the Administration to destroy the corpses."

After all, amidst the faint howls of wild beasts, the delicate man picked up the large jar filled with amber liquid with some difficulty, and nodded in satisfaction at the big-headed doll soaked in the bottle: "I knew Luo Luo a few weeks ago. The large fluctuations in spiritual power detected by the City Administration Bureau were not that simple, and it really led me to find the treasure. With this thing in hand, Fusang will open it in a few months, and the treasures contained in the abyss secret realm once in a thousand years are completely It's at your fingertips, those two people from the Penglai Sect really helped a lot, I spent a few years of New Year's money to buy them two phantom dolls."

Reaching out to take the big jar handed over by the handsome man who smiled happily, the tall guard picked up the unconscious wolf girl in the other hand: "Master Six, what should we do with this mutant? She was also affected by the target's ability." living remains, do you want to..."

"Hey~" He waved his hand to stop the tall guard from cutting off the wolf girl's neck, and the delicate man looked frivolous: "This thing should have a lot to do with the target, if that's the case, let's make a reservation to send it to Fusang Secret Realm first The location, and then threaten her with a target, whether it is thunder or blocking guns, it can save resources."

After deciding the fate of the wolf girl in this way, the delicate man squinted his eyes and looked at the deep night sky: "The missile is coming soon, let's retreat first."

Thus, the figures of the two faded into the shadows, and finally disappeared completely.

The next moment, the roaring missile directly hit the next block, shattering all the moving figures in the dazzling fire, and at the same time erasing all traces left before.

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Three days later, the headquarters of the Provincial Administration of He Lan Province.

Sitting tired and depressed on the chair opposite the old bald-headed desk, Hu Weijiu handed out a resignation letter: "Just as the director of the Los Angeles City Management Bureau, there was such a big mess under his staff. Not only more than 100 people died, the old city There was also a problem with the parade of mutant species, which became a catastrophe of the spread of living corpses, so we had to carry out missile cleanups and also involved the volunteer team of Los Angeles Medical College who was doing a free clinic, so why don’t I continue to do it?”

Looking at Hu Weijiu's dry and curly hair that hasn't been taken care of for several days, the bald director didn't accept her resignation letter: "So what? You just want to leave this mess and run away?"

Hearing these words, Hu Weijiu slowly lowered her head: "I've already finished the finishing work, and the successor just needs to take over the next work. Third Uncle, just promise me."

Still did not reach out to accept Hu Weijiu's resignation, the bald director snorted coldly: "And then? Where are you going? Find someone to take revenge? Don't even think about it, you don't even know the details of the opposite party, and you don't even know how to check it. What are you doing? Obediently be your bureau chief, don't think about all these things."

Seeing that her thoughts were seen through by the old bald head, Hu Weijiu still refused to look up, but pinched her fingers on the edge of the resignation letter more forcefully: "So? Third Uncle, don't tell me that you will no longer be the director of the Los Angeles City Management Bureau for eight years? Do you dare to post leaflets in the streets and alleys like you did back then?"

After Hu Weijiu said these words, the old bald man finally couldn't help standing up, walked around the desk and came in front of her, and raised his hand to slap her.

Snapped!
A crisp sound.

Looking up at the face with bleeding nose, Hu Weijiu still stubbornly looked at the old bald head, refusing to give in at all.

Seeing her still like this, the old bald man was so angry that he raised his hand again, but he hesitated and still couldn't slap her down.

Reluctantly, the old bald man let out a long sigh and put down his arms, turned around and started pumping a tissue: "Xiao Jiu, those who can afford it and know how to use two phantom puppets to lower the level of floating spirits to avoid detection are definitely not the couple. What can you do now that you have used excessive spiritual power for three months to recover?"

Facing the old bald man's doubts, Hu Weijiu stubbornly straightened her neck: "So what? Could it be that just because the opposite is the same five big families as ours, I just let go? It's impossible..."

Before he finished speaking, the old bald man stuffed a ball of paper into Hu Weijiu's nose, stopping the bleeding and at the same time making her stop talking: "When did I say you don't need to worry about it? What I said is, now you What can I do, understand?"

Hearing this sentence, Hu Weijiu looked up muran, and nodded her chin for a moment of silence: "...Understood."

"Understood? If you understand, then get out, go and see how the two little guys Xiao Wu and Xiao Chen are doing, and then slowly think about how to become stronger and how to make up for it."

After finishing speaking, the old bald man waved impatiently, indicating that Hu Weijiu could leave.

Standing up from the chair, Hu Weijiu first bowed deeply to the old bald head, and then left the office without looking back.

After Hu Weijiu left, the old bald man looked down at a group photo on the desk. After a long silence, he took it up with a long sigh and put it in the safe beside him.

In the dense group photo queue, a new member has been added.

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That afternoon, outside the door of the intensive care unit.

As soon as she put her hand on the doorknob, Hu Weijiu heard an inhuman roar from inside: "Let go of me! Shoot me, I can be resurrected! I can fucking be resurrected! You bastards, Give me a shot in the head, ah! It hurts me to death!!!”

When Hu Weijiu heard the sound, she took a few steps back in fright, and was immediately pushed aside by a group of doctors and nurses: "Irrelevant personnel get out of the way! The patient started talking nonsense again, tranquilizer, where is the tranquilizer?!"

After being noisy for a while, the room gradually quieted down. Just as Hu Weijiu was hesitating whether to go in, Chen Yang pushed the door out with a tired face, and was surprised to see Hu Weijiu standing at the door.

When she saw Chen Yang, Hu Weijiu subconsciously wanted to turn her head and run away, but she forcibly stopped as soon as she took a step back, then gritted her teeth, raised her chest, closed her eyes and moved her face in front of Chen Yang.

However, the expected slap did not come, and Chen Yang just patted Hu Weijiu on the shoulder: "I am different from Lao Wu who has a bad temper. There is nothing that will not anger others... You have done enough, you have worked hard .”

Opening her eyes in astonishment, Hu Weijiu only saw the back of Chen Yang leaving.

As a result, Hu Weijiu felt that she couldn't stay any longer, she hurriedly turned and left the door of the intensive care unit where Chen Fan was located, and then fled in despair.

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A month later, on the roof of the hospital.

Sullen leaning against the railing and smoking non-stop. After adding a new cigarette to the pile of cigarette butts, Wu Xiu took out a new cigarette from her pocket with her intact wrist, put it in her mouth, and then picked it up and put it away. The lighter on the railing lit.

It's just that just after taking a puff this time, a palm wrapped in layers of bandages protruded from the slanted spines. He wanted to remove the cigarette butt from Wu Xiu's mouth, but because of his stiff fingers, he had to slap the cigarette away. .

Wu Xiu, who was already in a depressed mood, turned her head angrily, and just wanted to say who, she was so hurt that she still had leisure time and ran to the rooftop to take care of other people's smoking, but when she turned her head, she saw Chen Fan wrapped up like a mummy It seemed that he was standing behind him leaning on a cane and staring at him coldly with one eye.

After being silent for a long time, it was still Chen Fan who said in a hoarse voice: "Smoking...can't solve any problems, and you should take less puffs with your virtue, so as not to slow down the healing of bones."

Although I really want to say that my bone was broken by your old man?Wu Xiu just gave a wry smile, turned her face and continued to look at the sunset outside the railing.

Sensing that Wu Xiu didn't want to face his feelings, Chen Fan didn't push him every step of the way. He just used his prosthetic limb made of a metal frame to slowly move to Wu Xiu's side, found a comfortable position, and stretched himself out. After putting away the cut meat legs, he and Wu Xiu enjoyed the sunset outside the railing.

The two leaned on the railing like this, watching the sunset gradually sinking, and finally only a piece of sunlight was left reflecting on the disappearing sky.

After the glow had completely disappeared, Wu Xiu finally said sullenly: "My old man doesn't want me to stay in the management office any longer... The two so-called simple tasks almost cost him his life. Can not accept."

Turning his head sharply so that he could glance at Wu Xiu with one eye, Chen Fan responded flatly to this: "What about your own thoughts?"

Opening her mouth, Wu Xiu lowered her head and continued to say in a muffled voice: "In the two missions, not only did I fail to help, but I was controlled and became a burden. Especially this mission, if it wasn't for me, I wouldn't be able to help you." Dare to say that Uncle Wei will be safe and sound, at least Chen Fan, you will not be severely burned all over your body, at least... no, it will not be a problem for you to get out of your body. So, the old man is right, I am not suitable for this job, I am really just here to pay for it .”

After hearing Wu Xiu's words, Chen Fan was quiet for a while and then suddenly said, "Bai Yi is dead."

"……what?"

She raised her head in a daze, Wu Xiu didn't realize who Chen Fan was talking about for a while.

"It's the female doctor whose sunglasses were slapped off when we were on patrol. There was a march in the old city slums to protest the high drug prices on the day of our accident, but in the middle of it, someone suddenly turned into a living skeleton and started The infection spread quickly, and Miss Jiu, who was squatting at the Cowherd's shop, directly washed the ground with missiles in order to block the spread in time."

Speaking of this, Chen Fan shook his head: "It turned out that that day happened to be the day of the free clinic in the medical school. Bai Yisheng was the team leader, and the entire free clinic team was within the attack range. Not only did most of the slums disappear, but most of the team also disappeared. The team leader Bai Yisheng was even more Because we went deep into the outbreak site, we couldn't even find the bones."

Even though she was wrapped in layers of bandages, Wu Xiu could still feel the twisted corners of Chen Fan's mouth and the deep anger: "There are not so many coincidences in the world. It's personal, so no matter what the purpose is, I will track it down to the end. If the mastermind behind the scenes can afford to offend, then offend him; if he can't afford to offend, then wait until he can afford to offend, so... "

He reached out and patted Wu Xiu's shoulder, and Chen Fan limped off the rooftop: "Leave it to me, dead ladyboy."

Staring blankly at Chen Fan's leaving back, Wu Xiu suddenly chuckled: "What are you doing, you're the only one?"

Smiling and laughing, Wu Xiu slowly squatted down, buried her face in her knees, and cried out.

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Two months later, Chen Fan, who finally recovered and was discharged from the hospital, held an envelope, and followed the address sent to him by Hu Weijiu's mobile phone to the front of an orphanage affiliated to the Administration Bureau.

As soon as he lifted his foot to go in, Chen Fan saw a fox-like mutant running from the corridor, followed by a few ordinary children.

Seeing this scene, Chen Fan subconsciously squinted his eyes, strode in and then walked in the direction of the fox kid, but heard this conversation at the corner:

"Hurry up, teacher Wei Mu's music class is about to start, and you won't be able to catch up if you keep messing around!"

"Ha - ha - no, Brother Fox, wait for us, we don't have as good physical strength as you, please be human."

"Ah, you guys are serious. If I had known why I would hide in the toilet and play flashcards between classes? Come on, come on, I'll drag you all together, let's go!"

"Ahh! Slow down, Brother Fox!!!"

Hearing the sound, Chen Fan froze for a moment, then shook his head mockingly.

However, Teacher Wei Mu...

Following in the footsteps of several children to a large classroom, Chen Fan stood against the wall outside, listening to the beautiful and melodious piano sound inside the classroom, mixed with immature but emotional children's voices.

Fortunately, it was a class for children after all, and it didn't take long before it was time for recess. As soon as Chen Fan opened the door and was about to go in, a group of deformed children mixed with normal people squeezed past his waist, giggling towards him. Run to the toilet.

When everyone in the classroom was gone, Chen Fan closed the door with a click, and the beautiful teacher, who was busy packing up, noticed Chen Fan. She just glanced at him and was no longer surprised: "Hello... May I ask you?" Are you here to find someone, or to entrust your child?"

Pointing to his own face, Chen Fan couldn't laugh or cry: "At my age, I shouldn't be here to entrust children, right?"

"It's hard to say, huh? Look at me, if I didn't tell you that I'm a precocious childbirth person, would you think that I'm only ten years old?" Wei Mu stuck out his tongue playfully, and looked curiously at the bag in Chen Fan's hand. Envelope: "Then it was entrusted by someone? Why, is it for adoption or to find relatives?"

Shaking his head lightly, Chen Fan took a step forward and handed the envelope to Wei Mu: "This is...the person who sent you money before asked me to hand it over to you. He will...go abroad for a long time in the future. I can’t get you the money in time, so I paid a lot in one go.”

He glanced at the envelope in Chen Fan's hand, but Wei Mu didn't take it: "That's it...then you can hand it to the dean or the person in charge of the administration. I have been like this for so many years. But you said you want to go abroad It's been a long time... Did something happen to him?"

Secretly marveling at how accurate this girl's intuition is, Chen Fan hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth: "Yes, he may not be able to send money in the future...I'm sorry."

Reaching out to close the lid of the piano, Wei Mu shook his head by himself: "No, it's okay. Although I don't understand why they keep sending money to me after they have abandoned me in the orphanage, I can't do it for eight years. Look away, so you don’t need to apologize to me, just give the money to the dean, thank you.”

Sighing softly, Chen Fan withdrew his hand. Before going out, Chen Fan suddenly turned his head to look at Wei Mu who was quietly stroking the piano with his head down: "However, miss, your musical quality is really good. Are you interested in going to Vienna to perform on stage?"

Looking up at Chen Fan in surprise, Wei Mu smiled and refused: "No need. It is enough for me to play here where I was raised. As for Vienna... the gold house and the silver house are not comparable to my own hut, thank you Your kindness."

"That's it..." With a chuckle, Chen Fan gently closed the classroom door:

"That's good."

(End of this chapter)