He walked for half an hour, and then something strange happened.

A middle-aged man suddenly ran over from the marching crowd, and then grabbed his arm: "Come on, why are you here by yourself? Why didn't you come to us if you didn't bring anything?"

So he was stunned and asked after a while: "You call me?"

"What's wrong with you? Are you scared?" the man asked in confusion, and pointed to the roadside not far away, "We are all there, we can go over and eat something and have the strength to continue walking."

He looked in the direction the man pointed—

There is indeed a small "camp" on the side of the road. A gas stove is placed in a grass nest with a pot of water boiled on it. Next to it is a three-wheeled cart, a middle-aged woman and a young boy. At the moment, the two of them are also waving to them, and there is always a warm feeling in their slightly panicked smiles.

His brow frowned slightly, and he thought of something.

But before he could respond, a person on the other side had already walked over and whispered: "Uncle A Bing, you've seen the wrong person."

The man called Uncle A Bing looked over there, then opened his mouth wide, and then looked at the person he was caught...

Release your arm like an electric shock.

He avoided several refugees and stammered: "You two, you two..."

The speaker had come over and stood next to "him". The two people had the same appearance.

The man who came afterwards was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, and had a pair of black leather sandals on his feet - this was the most common and common dress. He smiled and looked at "him", then looked at Uncle A Bing, and said, "He is my twin brother. He said a few days ago that he was coming to see me, but he didn't expect to meet him here."

Uncle A Bing's face was slightly slower, so "he" also smiled and nodded: "You've made a mistake."

A Bing was stunned, and after a while, he muttered to himself: "You two... twins? They look so similar to General Li."

The young man in shorts blinked: "Maybe we are still triplets?"

A Bing only let out a breath and shook his head with a smile: "Haha... Maybe you are really separated? Then you..."

"Let's go over there and talk," said the young man in shorts, "You'll take a break and leave first, and I'll chase you again."

A Bing nodded, turned around and walked towards his wife and children who were still in a dull state. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back and take another look.

However, the two people had disappeared into the abortion.

They also walked to the wilderness on the other side of the road. However, there were lush trees and sparse pedestrians. Unexpectedly, a third person would hear their conversation.

The young man in white spoke first: "You are actually hiding here."

The young man with shorts tilted his head and looked at him, a strange smile appeared on his face: "It's the first time I've seen you. Have you ever seen someone?"

"No." The other party replied indifferently, "I have always been alone. I am thinking about some things."

The young man in shorts nodded understandingly: "So, I. Maybe I will go to you or someone else in a few months."

"In a place like this... it's hard to think clearly, right?" the white man shook his head slightly, "You will be affected. You voluntarily jumped in."

The young man with shorts smiled—his expression was much more vivid: “Not a sense of influence, I am just deepening my impression. In fact, if we want to say influence, we have been affected long ago—or why should we consider it? It is not to make us purer, but to trap us deeper. Whether you or me, it is this common purpose.”

The young man in white stood there without saying anything—just like he had always done before, standing for a long time. Then he smiled like the other party: "You are right. So... are you coming or me?"

He spread his hands slightly, as if he wanted to hug the other person, or waited for the other person to throw himself into his arms.

The young man in shorts waved his hand with a smile and took a step back: "I don't want to go to your place. Because you are like this... I don't like it very much. But you shouldn't want to come to me, and it's not your ideal state, right?"

The man in white sighed and put down his hand: "When you are alone, you will still have psychological struggles, let alone how we are now? Ideas and ideas are difficult to be unified. In the past, a human being said that we are very stubborn, and I think this characteristic remains until now. So... what should we do?"

The young man in shorts lowered his head and pondered for a while, raised his head and grinned: "Let's do this. The contradictions are irreconcilable, so we... whoever gets more will come and embrace others. No one will refuse this method."

"Good idea." The man in white said lightly, "What's your name now?"

"I told them my name is Li Wen."

The man in white nodded: "But I still think my name is Li Zhen."

"It's up to you." The other party reached out and patted his shoulder, "Then Li Zhen, I'm going to go north and go to more places, what about you?"

"I'm going to the south." Li Zhen looked up at Nan, "I'm very interested in what's happening there."

"Well, I understand." Li Wen smiled, "Take care, don't hurt yourself."

"The same to you."

So the two of them talked like old friends who had been familiar with each other for a long time and quickly separated. Li Zhen ran to Uncle A Bing's family, while Li Zhen pushed away the bushes around him and continued to walk south.

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The situation in the ruins of Zamboanga is still in a stalemate.

The other party called himself a "saint" and asked for a "prophet".

Zhang Kesong separated everyone and tried to walk out, but the commander gave a look at the guard beside him, and two strong men immediately stopped her.

She frowned and whispered, "Let me go out. This is not a problem you can solve - you want to die in vain?"

"It would be better to die than just handing over you like this." The commander smiled coldly, "It would be better to let us men take on your responsibility."

He ignored Zhang Kesong, but turned his head and said, "Saint? I don't know where your power limit is, nor am I interested in figuring out what your real purpose is. But what I want to tell you is that in addition to a high wall and people like us, there are bombs in this city. There are many bombs, enough to plow the ground again without leaving a trace of scum."

"I will give you two choices now - get out along the same path, or stay and let us die together." The commander's face was calm, but his fingers slightly waved, and several people quietly retreated out.

The aliens around the saints are ready to move.

The commander saw through the other party's intentions and shouted loudly: "Of course you can send them to catch people - but as long as you successfully detonate one place, you can't stop what's next."

"I'll give you a minute to think about it."

The saint remained silent. It seemed that he was indeed a little afraid in his heart.

However, when the minute was about to end, everyone suddenly heard a gentle countdown.

The voice was hoarse and dull…it was from the mouth of the saint—

"Six, five, four, three, two...one." He raised his pale face and let out a sinister laugh like a poisonous snake. "A minute has passed. We have finished thinking about it. I don't think you know my name yet."

He pursed his lips tightly, trying to make a serious and serious expression. But the loose muscles on his face made him look a little out of place: "I am the gate of truth, the walking saint, Ueno Guanliu. If your General Lee is still there, he will definitely laugh--do you think the bomb can threaten me?"

His eyes narrowed, and the light flashed in his eyes: "Even he can't kill me... let alone you humans like reptiles. Now I will give you two choices, one is to hand over the prophet, you live, the other is not to hand over the prophet, you die. Then I will take her away by myself."

Zhang Kesong smashed a guard beside him hard and said, "I'll go out!"

The commander pursed his lips tightly and raised his hand slightly.

The trapped beast is still fighting. However, this powerless struggle in Ueno Guanliu looks quite interesting. He tried to endure the smile, but he couldn't help it. So he burst into laughter uncontrollably-

These three things happened at the same moment. However, neither of them were finished.

Because just as the commander said "fire" almost blurted out, he heard a few slightly trembling screams from behind him-

"General?!"

And then there are more sounds—

"General!!"

Finally, I heard a rather gentle and calm voice: "Don't hurry first."

The commander frowned and turned his face, then opened his mouth in disbelief.

The soldiers behind him had already made a way out, and a young man in a white shirt was walking in the middle of the road.

He nodded slightly to Ying Jianran in front of him, Zhang Kesong, the commander and other people who knew or did not recognize him, and said softly: "I'll deal with it."

Zhang Kesong stood in a daze for a while, big tears rolled down his cheeks and rushed over. Li Zhen was stunned for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on his face, slowly landing his arm on her back, gently stroked it, and said, "Don't be anxious."

"I know you won't die, I know you're still alive, I know how you can die..."

She buried her face on Li Zhen's shoulder, and her warm tears soaked into her thin shirt for a while. Many people were looking at them, but she didn't care at all. The indifference, calmness, calmness and strength she usually showed in front of the soldiers were all left behind at this moment - she felt that she had always been pretending to be too tired. Only when she was in this person's arms did she need not be disguised and could do whatever she wanted without restraint.

Li Zhen looked at Ying Jueran. The other party pursed his lips tightly, nodded silently to him, and said nothing.

It's really...a familiar feeling.

But the eyes of the soldiers around him are not so familiar.

There was both surprise, shock, joy, and even a little scary. This emotion spread rapidly in the crowd with words, and finally the entire position was slightly turbulent, and finally, waves of shouting came into being-

"Tell them a lesson now!" (To be continued. Please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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