Wasteland scavenging, fat girl takes the sick and disabled family away

Chapter 77 Comforted Conscience
Ah Hong supported herself and stumbled behind Shi Yuebai's paper plane.

She couldn't see the road in the dark, she could only see the white paper plane in front of her.

Although Shi Yuebai tried his best to guide Ah Hong to take a relatively smoother path.

But Ah Hong was still stumbling in the ruins.

Her hand, whose palm was pierced by exposed steel bars, was dripping with blood.

Shi Yuebai didn't say anything. Maybe she didn't see that Ah Hong's hand was injured, or maybe she did.

None of this is the most important.

Soon, under the guidance of Shi Yuebai, Ah Hong found Pang Zhenggong lying among the ruins and steel bars.

"husband!"

Ah Hong stumbled over, tripped over a steel bar, and fell directly into the ruins.

She didn't care about the pain at all.

Just crawling on a pile of jagged gravel, "How could this happen?"

"Aren't you going to the branch? Why are you here?"

Pang Zhenggong did not answer Ah Hong, he closed his eyes tightly.

The whole person was like a piece of rag, abandoned in the rugged ruins.

Ah Hong's tears were streaming down.

She raised her pierced hand and wiped the tears from her face.

Soon her face was covered in stains of black ash, sweat, and blood.

But she also knew that now was not the time for her to cry.

The most urgent task is to check how Pang Zhenggong is doing.

Dead or alive?

There has to be a standard 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 would have been better if she hadn't said this. Once she said it, Pang Zhenggong, who was originally dying, suddenly raised her eyelids slightly.

"He is still conscious."

Shi Yuebai's paper plane circled above Pang Zhenggong and Ah Hong.

"Stay here, I'll call Captain Qiao and your son over."

The person is not dead yet, so for Shi Yuebai, he can still live.

Of course, if someone is dead, she can also find a way to keep him alive.

It's just that life isn't that pretty.

In short, let’s get Pang Zhenggong back first.

In the dark night, all the scattered paper planes gathered together and landed in front of Captain Qiao and Pang Ziyuan.

Everyone paused and looked at the paper plane floating in front of them.

"This." Captain Qiao swallowed.

He seemed to have seen some supernatural event.

After all, there were a total of four or five white paper planes floating in front of him and Pang Ziyuan.

Is this some kind of supernatural power? Or has the wasteland world entered the supernatural world again?
It seemed like he just saw Ah Hong running after a paper airplane.

Oh my god, humans haven’t figured out how to survive in the wasteland yet, and now they are forced to deal with these ghosts and gods.

Pang Ziyuan in front of him suddenly had an idea.
"Captain Qiao, hurry up and catch up with them."

He actually didn't understand where these paper planes came from.

But by following these paper planes, he will definitely be able to find his mother.

Pang Ziyuan's hands and feet felt a little weak, and he began to climb the ruins in front of him.

Cement fragments, steel bars, bricks, and all kinds of garbage piled up to form a unique mountain range.

Pang Ziyuan climbed up with great effort.

Captain Qiao followed behind. After all, he was an adult man, and he quickly crawled to Pang Ziyuan's side.

He helped Pang Ziyuan up.
"Be careful, there are steel bars everywhere here, don't get hurt."

Below the two of them were a few ugly guys who were running over breathlessly.

They have a common identity: they are all very thin, not much thinner than Pang Ziyuan.

Under the thin starlight, several people looked up at the towering ruins ahead.

"It's too high, Captain. Let's just forget it."

"It's too dangerous up there, let's go back."

As long as it is a ruin, there will be all kinds of invisible dangers. Especially in the ruins of living areas, you may kick a sharp object while walking.

Sometimes it’s a kitchen knife.

Sometimes it's razor blades.

Exposed steel bars have become the most obvious danger that can be seen by the naked eye.

Captain Qiao and Pang Ziyuan were already halfway up the mountain. He lowered his head and said angrily:

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you still want the food from the Pang family?"

"If you miss this meal, you won't be able to find anything to eat even if you scavenge."

Now Captain Qiao has made up his mind and is determined to hold on to Shi Yuebai's thighs tightly.

Everything was very unusual, with paper planes floating and flying over the ruins late at night.

That explains the problem very well.

The Pang family is the Shi family's followers.

To be more clear, the Pang family is Shi Yuebai's supporter.

Captain Qiao knew it when Pang Ziyuan came to him with canned pet food.

At that time, Yuebai was telling him to do something.

This is a good opportunity to prove myself to Shi Yuebai.

The skinny guys under the ruins listened to what Captain Qiao said.

No matter how reluctant they were, they had to take a step forward and climb up the ruins with difficulty.

Soon they arrived at the place where the paper plane pointed.

Pang Ziyuan stumbled over and rushed over, "Mom, why is Dad like this?"

Before Ah Hong could say anything, a paper plane hovering in the night sky landed.
"You still have time to ask? Your father is almost dead."

Pang Ziyuan finally woke up and pulled the dazed Captain Qiao and several thin men who climbed up later.

They hurriedly lifted up Pang Zhenggong, 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 special abilities.

But aren’t the legendary psychics all about wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, and about the elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth?
What kind of special ability does Shi Yuebai have?
Ahhhhhh.

Captain Qiao racked his brains but couldn't figure out which supernatural series a paper airplane could be placed into in this wasteland.

"Go this way."

The paper plane was in front of Pang Ziyuan, pointing him to a shortcut.

Pang Ziyuan immediately turned around and waved to Captain Qiao who was working even harder.

At this time, in the next team, the muscular leader was selecting people.

He pointed at Song Yucheng and said with a malicious smile:

"You guys are such a united team. You killed the person but didn't even clean up the mess."

"Go get them, don't let them bother me again."

After a pause, he told Song Yucheng,
"Your brother's wife still has some meat on her body, don't kill her."

Song Yucheng's eyes were red and his whole body was trembling.

He and his teammates on the excavation team exchanged glances.

A group of people left the team and chased in the direction where Ah Hong ran.

They knew where Pang Zhenggong's body was thrown.

They originally thought that Pang Zhenggong was dead and that no one would be willing to take away the search and rescue excavation tools from their team from now on.

As a result, Ah Hong and Pang Ziyuan ran out to ask for people.

He also went directly to the leader of the new group.

"Ah Zheng's wife and children are seeking death. What does this have to do with us?"

The teammate whispered something, as if to comfort his conscience.

"A Zheng shouldn't have taken our team's public property. He deserves to die."

　I found the source of the stink.

　　Little Meeme poured something sticky under the sofa.

　　It took a long time to clean it up last night.

　　Today is much better.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)