I am weak and friendly

Chapter 367 Crossroads and Strangers (Double Monthly Tickets Requested)

When Lin Po-xiao saw the dog pulling the wheelchair flying through the sky, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

If someone took a picture of him now, they would probably think he looks like an idiot.

At that moment, he truly felt like an idiot.

what is this?
How is this going?

How did this happen?
Then he chuckled.

"Good job keeping it a secret, Xiao Sun," he said.

Unexpectedly, he still underestimated Tang Yiping's strength.

What seemed like a sure-fire encirclement turned out to be a rout.

"You know nothing about Tang's abilities." In that instant, he seemed to hear someone speaking behind his ear. He turned his head sharply and looked behind him.

There was no one behind.

"Chase him!" someone shouted from behind, and they sped off in a car.

But in the city, how easy is it to catch up with a flying object accelerating at free fall speed?
Just a few seconds later, the dog pulling the wheelchair had disappeared into the distance.

……

What's it like to be falling endlessly and rapidly above a city?
What would it be like if the whole world were upside down, the earth became a wall in your field of vision, and all the buildings became branches extending from the earth?
Now, they feel it.

In the wheelchair, Gao Ming, Ban Ge, and Xiao Qing huddled together, their three hands gripping the "Battle of the Pivot" tightly, pressing it against Stoka's buttocks.

The wheelchair's safety belts bound the three people together, and the fulcrum connected them to Stoca.

Three people, a dog, and a wheelchair—this constitutes a strange object perfectly suited for force analysis in a high school physics class, flying high in the sky.

"Brother Gao... Brother Gao Ming, what do we do now?!"

“How…how would I know!” Gao Ming said.

Tang only told them that it was dangerous, but didn't tell them how dangerous it really was!

“How do we stop now?” Gao Ming asked again.

"How could I know!" Xiaoqing screamed.

Ahead, Stoka turned around and howled at them, but the problem was, they couldn't understand him.

"Can you swim?" Just then, they heard another voice ask them.

"Huh? Who? Who's speaking?"

"Hey, can you swim? We're running out of time! See that river over there?"

Wait, is that sound coming from a wheelchair?
“See the Twinings River ahead? Watch your angle… and then… we’re going to start paddling,” the wheelchair said. “You must do exactly as I say, and you must control your direction, or you’re all dead.”

"Okay!" Gao Ming nodded.

Ban Ge huddled together with them, the three adults huddled in wheelchairs in comical poses, it looked incredibly strange.

At this moment, Brother Ban turned around and looked behind him.

The Municipal First Hospital is now so far away that it can no longer be seen.

But Tang Yiping is still inside.

Hirako...you must be safe!
……

Inside the ward building, the door to a ward was kicked open with a loud bang.

Fully armed special forces members rushed in.

Then they stared blankly at the shattered window, the curtains that had been pulled out of the window and were now fluttering in the wind, and the wheelchair that had flown into the distance.

? ? ? ?
What happened to the wheelchair? How did it fly away?

Fortunately, the special operations team members were all seasoned veterans and quickly calmed down.

"Search!" a member of the special operations team whispered the order, not ignoring other possibilities.

"nobody!"

"There's nobody here!"

"Stop there!"

They saw something flash by the door, and hurriedly chased after it, but the figure seemed to flicker and then disappear.

"Strange, I clearly saw someone here just now? Where did they go?"

He turned his head and looked back, only to find that behind him, someone was holding onto the handrail next to the ward corridor, moving forward with difficulty.

"Hey..." The special operations team member was about to speak when he suddenly felt something strangle his neck, blocking his airway. "Uh..." He grabbed his neck, finding it slippery and flexible; what was constricting him was an IV tube.

The IV tubing was wrapped tightly around his neck, constricting him so much that his face turned purplish-red instantly. He tried to speak but couldn't make a sound. He struggled desperately, but when his companion noticed something was wrong and rushed over, the tubing that was constricting him suddenly loosened.

"What happened? Who strangled you?" his companion asked.

“He’s over there! I just saw him over there! It’s Tang!” the special operations team member said.

The others rushed forward and ran all the way to the end of the corridor, but they didn't see anyone at all.

"where?"

"where is it?"

"Uh..." Someone else got choked.

"What is it?"

"I saw something go by!"

"snake?"

"No, it's a hose!"

"How could it be a hose?!"

It's another hose.

Then, another one.

One after another, flexible tubes emerged from the surrounding wards, from the nurses' station, and from the medical waste bins.

They raised their heads, like venomous snakes flicking their tongues.

then……

The needles stick up one by one.

Looking at the pile of needles still stained with various kinds of blood, a group of special operations team members trembled.

……

Tang Yiping was walking down the corridor.

He braced himself against the railing in the corridor with both hands, struggling to support his body and take a step forward with his limp legs.

He felt that his body had not been this weak in a long time.

A high fever and the side effects of his many talents left Tang Yiping's body extremely weak.

He would take a few steps and then stop to rest.

Several times, he almost gave up and wanted to lie down, or even crawl on the ground.

However, he cannot attract too much attention now, so he has to hold back.

Two men with black and green stripes walked towards him. Tang Yiping quickly faced the wall to prevent them from seeing his face.

Fortunately, weak patients are often overlooked and no one pays attention to them.

He continued walking only after the black and green stripes had passed.

Let the Staff of Pivot send Brother Ban, Xiao Qing, and Gao Ming away, allowing them to escape danger.

But Tang Yiping did not leave.

His reason and intelligence told him that he should go with Gao Ming and the others, and that it would be safe to return to his residence.

But his heart told him that he couldn't abandon Sun Licheng.

As the special operations team broke down the door, Tang Yiping had already traveled to the other side of the world via the [Crossroads].

Tang Yiping did not let Gao Ming and the others take the cylinder with them; instead, he carried the cylinder on his back.

It's amazing...

Now, the world on the other side is actually safer than my own.

In the past, Tang Yiping might have found it both funny and frustrating.

But now, he only felt a little sad.

Is it true that the most dangerous place is the safest place, or is there no such thing as safety in this world?
Reaching the end of the corridor, Tang Yiping saw a staircase leading downwards.

He took a deep breath, staggered forward two steps, grabbed the doorknob, and pushed it open.

"No smoking in the corridor..."

(End of this chapter)