"Let's separate. The four of us will go to the four directions, east, west, north and south, and try our best to ensure the smooth movement of the city. Keep the communication open, and I will ask Wu Qiu to closely monitor everyone's movements. If there is an accident, He Tu's ghostland will be there in a moment Get there. If you encounter danger, self-protection is your first priority. Any questions?" Zhang Yuan looked at everyone seriously.
No one answered, silence was the best answer.
"According to Li Gui's past forward speed, we have eighteen hours, but no one can predict the weirdness of Li Gui, so we can only give nine hours, just nine hours, nine hours, no matter this city What is it like, we have to evacuate immediately.”
Zhang Yuan looked at everyone again, and when he looked at the little old man Sun Guoqing, the little old man looked pleading, but Zhang Yuan pushed back with a very sharp look, and finally nodded.
"Now, let's go!"
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In a certain area of Wanlin City, Zhao Tingyu inserted the pure white silk curtain in his hand into the ground along the bamboo pole.
The curtain floated strangely, and the outline of the mourning hall appeared vaguely behind it.
Black elegiac couplets are listed above the funeral curtain.
The first couplet is, yesterday and tomorrow cannot be seen today.
The second line is, there is no future life in the past life and this life.
Hengbiao, death is imminent!
When the mourning hall behind them vaguely took shape, a strange white light spread with the curtain as its core until it covered a full quarter of Wanlin City.
If at this moment, a ghost master who owns a ghost domain or can see a ghost domain comes to observe, he can see that half of Wanlin City seems to be covered by a layer of faint white curtains, and everything under it seems to be the same as The world is isolated.
Two hours later, Ma Miao, whose face was covered in blood, was brought to Zhao Tingyu.
Zhao Tingyu sat on the curb in an inelegant manner and waved his hand to signal the two people who were pressing Ma Miao to let go.
Sure enough, after letting go, Ma Mu fell to the ground in embarrassment.
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, you really don't blame me. Wanlin City has been planned a long time ago. They don't listen to my orders at all. Even if I reveal my identity as the headquarters in public and kill two people to scare the monkeys, it's useless. They Disown me.”
Zhao Tingyu took out another cigarette from his arms and threw it on the ground in front of Ma Mu.
"As for me, I am reasonable and can get things done. But you can't do it. As for me, I don't like to listen to reasons. Whether it is true or false, I want to get this done now. How about you? , just think of a way, if you can’t think of anything, just stay here and think about it slowly.”
Mamu's face was pale. He had been in captivity for too long. He was begging like a beggar for innovation to give him a chance to survive. He no longer even had the mentality to resist.
What's the point of resisting? Let’s not talk about whether we can win or not. What’s the use of winning? Without the help of the Reform Society, sooner or later you will resurrect as a ghost.
No matter what happens in this damn world, it's all about death, so what's wrong with me hanging on to survive? Who can say I'm wrong?
Ma Mu stood up, calmed down, wiped the blood on his face with his hand, and spoke seriously.
"Mr. Zhao, it is recorded in the headquarters files that the current person in charge of Wanlin City is an old man named Sun Guoqing. He has been responsible for the events in Wanlin City for a long time. If we can get rid of him, then this matter will definitely be done."
Zhao Tingyu took Ma Miao's cell phone, looked at the profile photo taken by the little old man with a silly smile, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stood up and stamped it out, exhaled a puff of cigarette and asked.
"Do you know where it is?"
"I just went over to get to know those officials. They are in the west of Wanlin City, directly opposite us."
Zhao Tingyu moved his head to the side and said something.
"Find a way to bring people here, and be polite."
A group of people left in response.
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On the main road in the west of Wanlin City, Sun Guoqing jumped up and down with a red band on his arm, trying hard to maintain order and trying to save everything.
There are only nine hours, and there is no room for wasting a minute or a second.
The official reason for the evacuation was a high-intensity earthquake warning, so the personnel were relatively willing to evacuate without much resistance.
The evacuation of the crowd was obviously chaotic. The time was tight, the tasks were heavy, and the crowds were large. It was impossible to achieve unified management. The surrounding officials could only maintain order as much as possible.
Due to the crowd, a child fell to the ground and was separated from his family. Sun Guoqing shouted and squeezed past. He held the child and yelled for a long time before he found the parents. The other party thanked him profusely, but he had no time to say hello and rushed to his next destination. .
The high-intensity evacuation order was maintained for a total of three hours. Sun Guoqing did not dare to slack off until someone shouted from behind.
"Uncle Sun, someone is looking for you."
Sun Guoqing thought something big was going on and hurried to the place where the sound came from. When he arrived, he found that there were more than a dozen people, including men, women, old and young.
His expression was calm, his temperament was cold, and he looked very calm, which was in sharp contrast to the residents of Wanlin City who were retreating in full swing.
"Is something wrong?"
Sun Guoqing obviously sensed that something was wrong as he matured with age, but he couldn't put his finger on it. It was probably the first time for him to meet these people, and he shouldn't be dealing with them at this time.
"I heard them call you Uncle Sun, and we will call you the same."
The young man in the team spoke with a polite and sunny smile. He said with a smile.
"Uncle Sun, if you have something to do, come with us."
Sun Guoqing took two steps back feeling slightly uneasy, and responded with a smile on his face: "I'm busy, I'm busy, let's talk about it another day."
After he finished speaking, before he could react, someone pushed him from behind, and two people on the left and right directly held him up. What was even weirder was that the officials around him didn't seem to see anything, and everything seemed to be normal.
Sun Guoqing struggled for a while, but failed to break free, so he could only settle down temporarily.
The other party obviously came with bad intentions. If the prediction was correct, these ten people were all ghost masters. Sun Guoqing knew how much he weighed. If Shen Lin, Zhang Yuan and others could still fight, he had no chance at all.
What's more, the level of his ghost's recovery is too high. If an accident occurs here, the casualties will be too great, and Wanlin City cannot afford such consumption.
He could only let the other party drag him away, and kept thinking about what Zhang Yuan had said.
There are liaison officers at the headquarters who are paying close attention to all this. His disappearance will definitely cause some reactions. After Zhang Yuan and the others know about it, even if they do not rescue, the entire Wanlin City retreat can be maintained without causing chaos.
Sun Guoqing was dragged all the way to an illusory mourning hall. On the curb next to the mourning hall, Zhao Tingyu stood up with a smile and a cigarette in his mouth, making a welcoming gesture.
At this time, the hands holding him on the left and right finally let go.
"Do you still know each other?" Zhao Tingyu asked with a smile.
Sun Guoqing's body tensed up and he responded with a dry smile.
"Knowing, knowing, King Taishan."
