Lost Lovers

Bian Qinqiang packed his luggage a few days ago, but he never had a chance to leave. At this time, he only needs to lift his backpack and take a weapon to go.

After going out, Tang Miao froze. There were a group of people at the door, as many as twenty people, carrying large bags on their backs, holding various weapons in their hands, men and women, old and young. Almost everyone is yellow and thin, with a lack of energy, presumably these days are not good.

Tang Miao looked at Tang Sihuang.

Tang Sihuang didn't seem to see them. To Tang Wudao: "Keep the original formation, go downstairs."

"Yes."

Tang Miao was about to go behind Tang Sihuang, and Tang Sihuang was carried in front of him.

"Daddy did not say to keep the original formation?" Tang Miao wondered.

Tang Sihuang gave him a glance and ignored him.

At this time, a young man in his thirties shouted enthusiastically, "Brother Qin?"

Qin Qiang paused and looked over there.

The man hurried through the crowd, grasped Qin Qiang's hand, and asked, "Brother Qin, these are your friends? They are here to save you? I will go with you."

Qi Qinqiang smiled reluctantly and said, "... this, I can't be the master."

The man's smile was stiff, and he said busyly, "Brother Qin, you are not kind, we have been colleagues for many years."

Qi Qinqiang's face sank a little, and he was slightly unhappy.

Tang Miao is unknown So Qin Qiang's anger seems suddenly. Is it because Qin Qiang and this man were not in harmony? But looking at that man's expression didn't seem to be the case.

Tang Sihuang looked at the man a few times and seemed to inadvertently ask: "You are colleagues, you are also a train driver?"

"Yeah." The man was busy.

司 Tang Sihuang smiled inexplicably, put on protective glasses and masks, and said, "Come on."

, 091 Retreat (1194 words)

The man was overjoyed, thanked again and again, and quickly pulled his wife into the line. Her wife is a very showy woman with short hair. She is petite and looks fragile, but her expression is firm. She tightens the straps of her backpack and closely follows her husband.

"This big ..." The man glanced at Tang Sihuang's temperament, and seemed to think it was inappropriate to call him "big brother", and changed his tongue. "This gentleman, my last name is Qian Kewei. This is my wife Zheng Yinyin."

"Fortunately, Mr. Qian will take care of this journey." Tang Sihuang was very polite and said with a smile.

一定 "Sure, sure, our husband and wife will bother you to take care of you."

Xi is still led by Tang Wen, Tang Wu and Feng Ye, Tang Jiu and Tang Qidian. The group of survivors saw that the group had not stopped them, and quickly followed. One of the 25-year-old charming women ran several steps in a row, squeezed in front of Tang Jiu and Tang Qi, pressed Tang Qi, and threw a wink at him.

Tang Qi held her arm unceremoniously, pushed her behind, and glanced at the others with cold eyes: "I want to follow you, but we have no obligation to protect you."

The woman nearly fell on the stairs, but fortunately was helped by a man.