Cheng Qianhuai has also been paying attention to the situation outside, and his thoughts are spinning in his mind.
After he returned to the safe zone, he must tell Jiang Cixu clearly about this matter to avoid being plotted against him.
Pei Yingliang turned his head and looked at the off-road vehicle beside him, frowning slightly: "Go and see if there is anyone in the car, don't leave anyone alive."
The man behind him nodded in agreement and came to the car with a gun and flashlight.
The man pulled on the door handle but failed, and looked inside with a flashlight to no avail.
"Boss, this car can't be opened, and the window glass seems to be one-way, so you can't see if there's anyone inside."
Pei Yingliang frowned and walked to the SUV, raised his gun and shot at the glass.
One shot, two shots, three shots.
All three shots were fired at the same location, and the bullets were easily deflected without even a trace on the glass.
"This car..."
Pei Yingliang knocked on the car window with some distress: "Pry open the car lock for me. There may be a few little mice hiding inside."
Song Jinhe frowned and looked at each other with Cheng Qianhuai. The two sat in the back seat. Song Jinhe simply quietly unlocked the locked door on the right rear from the inside, and then led Cheng Qianhuai into the space.
Pei Yingliang's men pried for a long time but could not open the cab door. One of them walked half a circle around the car and gently pulled the door handle, and the door opened with a sound.
At this moment, everyone fell silent instantly.
Pei Yingliang gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I'll do this to you."
The person who opened the car door carefully looked around the car, checked it carefully and said: "Boss, there is no one inside.
The seats of the car were covered in dirt. It had probably not been driven for a long time. "
Pei Yingliang did something stupid and was unwilling to pursue the case any further. After confirming that no one was in the car, he hurriedly left with his men.
He changes cars quickly and strives for ultimate perfection.
The outer shell of this off-road car was really ugly, and the inside was disgustingly dirty, so he didn't want to drive it.
A group of people left in a hurry, leaving only the five bodies behind.
In order to ensure safety, Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai stayed inside for 3 hours before going out. When they saw that there was no one around, their anxious hearts relaxed.
"Fortunately, I grabbed a handful of dirt from the space and sprinkled it on the seat, otherwise Pei Yingliang would have become suspicious again."
Song Jinhe rubbed his head tiredly, and the two carefully checked the surrounding environment before putting the car into the space.
After working all night, it is already 4 o'clock in the morning, and it will be dawn in more than 3 hours.
Too lazy to find another place to sleep, Song Jinhe simply decided to walk back to the safe zone. The two of them walked along the road and finally arrived at the safe zone in the early morning of the next day.
I have to say that hiking was really tiring. Several blisters appeared on the soles of Song Jinhe's feet, and every step he took was like torture.
Although the two of them rested for a while, the path they should take was right in front of them, and there was no way they could escape.
Cheng Qianhuai looked at Song Jinhe who was limping and felt helpless: "I told you that I can carry you on my back. You can't hold on."
In fact, Song Jinhe himself only walked less than 1/3 of the way. The rest of the way, he hung on Cheng Qianhuai's back and never got off.
But she felt sorry for being carried forward by him all the time. She had to hold on for the last part of the journey, but she still developed several small round blisters.
"I can't rely on you for everything. It's just a few steps. It doesn't matter."
Song Jinhe was in a bad mood, but she didn't mean anything else, she was just blaming herself.
She has lived a really good life in this life, so she has lost a lot of vigilance.
Although she often exercised in Yuncheng, she would always be lazy and rest. In comparison, she was not even as good as her who was lame in her previous life.
I have to say that it is really easy for people to relax. As long as life is going well, they will relax their vigilance.
Cheng Qianhuai helped her helplessly: "When did you lean on me?
Obviously I have to rely on you for everything, even food and clothing are provided by you. "
Song Jinhe was too independent. No matter how much he said, it would not help. He could only force her to treat her better.
The two went to the entrance of the security area to register and were greeted by someone as soon as they entered. She was a young and lively girl who looked to be only 17.8 years old.
"Are you Cheng Qianhuai and Song Jinhe? Our boss asked me to take you to the villa to rest."
Song Jinhe walked with some difficulty: "How did you know that the two of us are here now?"
The girl pouted with helplessness in her tone: "He sent people to wait for you in shifts, and specifically asked the people on duty to remember the two of you clearly."
Song Jinhe nodded. He had to say that Jiang Cixu was indeed thoughtful, and even sent someone to guide and greet him.
Cheng Qianhuai really couldn't stand the way Song Jinhe was limping, so he simply picked her up horizontally and restrained her with both arms to stop her from struggling.
"Okay, it's just these few steps, I'll just hold you and walk.
You don’t want to continue walking by yourself and end up with more and more blisters, and you won’t be able to go out for several days, right? "
Song Jinhe curled her toes slightly. Cheng Qianhuai was indeed telling the truth. It was actually pointless for her to compete with herself in the previous life.
If you become weak, you will become weak. From now on, just force yourself to exercise. There is no need to torture your body.
Thinking of this, she simply buried her head in his arms. She was indeed tired after walking for so long, and fell asleep in his arms.
Cheng Qianhuai followed the girl, paying attention to the extent of his steps, for fear of waking Song Jinhe.
The young woman was a little confused. She glanced at Cheng Qianhuai and introduced herself generously: "My name is Zhao Yuyuan. You can just call me Xiaoyuan."
Cheng Qianhuai didn't say much, he just nodded to her and said hello.
Zhao Yuyuan didn't mind. She looked at Song Jinhe and said, "Is she your girlfriend?"
When Song Jinhe was mentioned, Cheng Qianhuai's eyes softened, and the arms holding her quietly tightened.
"She is my wife."
Zhao Yuyuan nodded: "You two got married before the end of the world. I heard from my captain that you and he were classmates. But you got married so early, and he is still alone now."
Cheng Qianhuai didn't comment too much on Jiang Cixu's emotional status, so he didn't answer the call.
Perhaps sensing his indifference and alienation, Zhao Yuyuan was unwilling to ask for trouble, so she walked him to the door of the villa, handed him the key, and left.
Cheng Qianhuai moved as slowly as possible, placed Song Jinhe on the bed in the bedroom on the first floor, gently helped her take off her shoes, and then began to treat the wounds on her feet.
"It's quite symmetrical, with three on each foot."
He chuckled, popped the blisters and sterilized them, then gently applied the medicine before covering her with the quilt.
After packing everything, he got up and changed his clothes, and looked around the small villa from top to bottom.
The villa has two floors, and the area is not too large. The total area is only about 150 square meters, but it is enough for him and Song Jinhe to live in.
