The cannon fodder of the last days hugs the thigh

Chapter 8

After a while, the battle downstairs ended, and a group of people came to this floor stepping upstairs.

Feng Yi asked the people who participated in the battle to wash and rest, while he washed his hands and faces with a bottle of water. The group of soldiers who had just come up in his eyes instantly occupied the middle position of this floor, and started to fire and cook in an orderly manner.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, Feng Yi brought Mu Wanwan to the man in the military uniform, looked him up and said, "Feng Yi", the man finally raised his head, his eyes hidden under the military cap were deep and unpredictable.

Mu Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, she controlled her gaze to see the face of the man in military uniform, broke the solemn atmosphere of silence, and said with a gentle smile: "My name is Mu Wanwan, brother Yi is the leader of our group of survivors, May I ask who you are?"

"Ouyang Qingyue"

"Yan Huanong"

The first sentence was said by a man in military uniform with a voice as deep as heavy metal, and the latter sentence was cold and indifferent, and it was said by the woman in red who had been standing beside him.

The woman in red is wearing a blood-red windbreaker with distinct double rows of metal buttons, a red belt around her waist tightly tied with a holster and water bottle, tight military pants on her legs, and gray military boots on her feet. She has fair skin and exquisite facial features. The eyes are hidden and sharp, coupled with the messy short hair, the momentum is very strong.

If she hadn't spoken out and stood up by herself, it would be difficult for others to find her presence, just like Mu Wanwan didn't notice it just now, let alone the complex emotions flashing in Yan Huanong's eyes when she saw her coming. ... Killing intent.

Feng Yi nodded to the two of them, and secretly glanced at Yan Huanong. This powerful woman gave him a stronger feeling than Mu Wanwan and made him pay more attention to it.

Mu Wanwan sensed Feng Yi's subtle eyesight, and was very displeased with Yan Huanong, but when she saw Ouyang Qingyue, who was tall and mysterious in military uniform, she put those petty emotions to the back of her mind.

But Ouyang Qingyue, who was leaning against the pillar, always covered half of his face with his military cap, and seemed to be unaware of the turbulent undercurrent just now, with one hand in the pocket of his military trousers and the other grabbing it.

The atmosphere froze again. After Feng Yi talked about the situation in the vicinity and the shopping mall, he turned and returned to the team. It was getting late, and it was not yet time to discuss breaking out of the city. Moreover, the purpose of this group of soldiers was not known yet, so he had to be cautious.

Mu Wanwan looked at Ouyang Qingyue reluctantly, finally lowered her head and smiled, then turned around and left, but Yan Huanong's phoenix eyes behind her watched her back getting darker and darker.

Most people in the shopping mall saw the scene just now. Everyone was not far away, and they basically heard what they said. After Feng Yi and the others returned to the team, the group of big men looked at the soldiers in the middle vigilantly. With a glance at them, the leading strong man has no intention of coming out for a meeting.

The old and weak women and children in the corner were a little overjoyed, and moved closer to the soldiers. In their eyes, the soldiers were there to protect the country and the people, and they felt safer than the other two groups.

Guo Sumo stayed in the distance, and Xiao Yan stayed where she was when she saw that she was not moving. After a while, their position changed passively from the front of the crowd to the end of the crowd, with a group of ordinary people separated from the soldiers.

However, Guo Sumo has no time to take care of him. At this moment, her heart is churning with huge waves, and she has already been slapped to death on the beach by the sudden discovery of the facts.

Ouyang Qingyue, Yan Huanong, Feng Yi, Mu Wanwan... No wonder she feels familiar with these names, isn't this a post-apocalyptic female supporting essay she read before time travel!
She still remembered working overtime that night and finally solved the project she was working on. She thought that she would not have to go to work on the weekend the next day, so she pulled out an online novel "Revenge of the Last Girlfriend Survive" and read it to relieve her cravings.

(End of this chapter)