In The Last Days Of Natural Disasters, 100 Million A Day Is Frantically Hoarding Goods

"You, why did you do this?" Erhei screamed again and again, but still tried his best to ask.

There was a loud noise.

From the recording pen, Jiang Hanzhi's intermittent voice came out.

"Of course it's because I hate Ma Cuilan. All the people who are not used by me, except for Qiao Xiachu, are nothing more than ants in my eyes. I can kill them however I want. Letting Ma Cuilan's ex-husband live for so long is enough. Give this girl some face."

The screams continued.

After torturing Erhei for a long time, Jiang Hanzhi left with the people.

The recorder hadn't picked up the sound, and was about to close to the limit. When it was about to turn off automatically, Erhei's last weak words suddenly came:

Girl, Jiang, Jiang's code name is Heihu, ask Darong,...don't be sad, don't...revenge, live...that's good, that's good...

The recorder fell silent, not even breathing.

Not long after, there was a light "ding" from the recording pen, and it was automatically turned off.

Qiao Xiachu fell to the ground in a daze.

She sat, and sat, and didn't know what to do.

It wasn't until an hour later that Lao You came with the team, and when he saw the stinging scene, he burst into tears, went straight to the stainless steel table where Erhei was, and yelled mournfully, "Erhei, Erhei—"

Crying everywhere.

The people who followed behind, some vomited violently, some were directly fainted by fright, and those who were still conscious fell to the ground one by one, crying bitterly.

Erhei died too badly.

Who is so vicious, as if there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, not even leaving a whole body for Erhei.

"Old man, you keep saying that you want to live and work until you are old. How can you not count what you promised me? Why is it you?" Lao You kept yelling.

He cried and cried, and was so sad for a moment that he passed out from crying.

The people behind, all with painful eyes, stepped forward to support Lao You to rest on the side.

Just when a group of people thought they were going to bury Erhei and put them in peace, they reached out to lift the stainless steel table one by one, but they were interrupted by a roar.

"Stop, stop everything!"

Qiao Xiachu shouted sharply.

She pushed several people away, pushed them all away, and said loudly: "Don't touch my dad, and no one is allowed to touch him!"

After speaking, she walked over, pulled the rope from the ground, and tied the stainless steel table to herself.

The rope strangled her shoulders, bleeding out.

She didn't care too much, but continued to carry the big table, carrying Erhei's body behind her, and walked towards the entrance of the cave step by step.

The table was so heavy that her feet made potholes on the ground, but she still didn't relax, just carried it like this, and walked out staggeringly.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm late...it's my fault, I didn't protect you well..."

Staying together every day, I only hope that he is well, maybe I don't think life is precious, but at this moment, losing a person who loves me, the severe pain in my heart is so real, so unforgettable...

Her whole heart was numb.

Just mechanically walking, walking...

The people behind her covered their faces and wept one by one, only following her cautiously, moving with difficulty.

They have never seen such sister Qiao.

Sister Qiao is strong, powerful, and fearless no matter when she is. Even in the face of a catastrophe, she seems to be confident.

But at this moment, she was tough and domineering on the outside, but she was vulnerable in every way, as if if she poked her lightly, her whole body would be broken.

heartache.

The sound of sobbing and crying is endless.

The people behind him didn't dare to get too close, for fear of disturbing Qiao Xiachu, but they didn't dare not follow. Miss Qiao's distraught look was too worrying.

Carrying a heavy table on her back, Qiao Xiachu searched outside, crossed the rugged potholes, walked across the ground full of corpses and blood, avoided the collapsed houses in the city, and the gunpowder smoke flowing everywhere...

Her feet were bleeding.

The rope was stained red with blood from her shoulder.

Her sweat soaked her clothes.

Her vision gradually blurred.

In the end, Qiao Xiachu came to the mountain range where Zoucheng and Feng'e City intersected, and climbed with difficulty all the way. Even ordinary people would struggle to climb the mountain.

But at this moment, Qiao Xiachu only had one thought in mind, to send Erhei to the top of the mountain.

Send Dad to the top of the mountain!

Erhei once said: "Girl, if one day I'm gone, you want to bury me on this sacred mountain. On the one hand, my soul can return to my hometown, Zoucheng, and on the other hand, I can protect Feng'e City..."

At that time, Rong Huaiyan joked: "You are really greedy. After you die, you have to do so many things. Isn't it good to be happy?"

be happy...

Gritting her teeth, Qiao Xiachu wanted to go up the mountain.

She bit her lip and bled, and her eyes were flushed with sweat over and over again, and it hurt hotly, but her hands were always tightly grasping the rope on her shoulders, just to prevent the table from falling down.

She couldn't lose Uncle Hei.

cannot……

Such a road was forged with blood.

The residents behind were looking at this scene, feeling very distressed, and each of them wanted to step forward to help, but Qiao Xiachu was obviously exhausted, and he was holding on with his last breath.

Once she wakes up, I'm afraid she will fall down the hillside with the table.

Everyone could only follow closely behind her, guarding her and not letting her fall...

On such a road, from the dim light to the dark, and then from the dark to the white belly of the sky, Qiao Xiachu did not take the car from the space, and did not rely on external forces.

She used her flesh and blood to send Erhei one last journey.

Finally, in the early hours of the morning, Qiao Xiachu arrived at the top of the sacred mountain with Erhei behind him.

A mountain divides Zoucheng and Feng'echeng into two cities.

On the top of the mountain, looking down, it is a mountain city.

"Sister Qiao, this place is very good. The location is the best. The commander is buried here. He can overlook the entire Feng'e City. Please put him down..."

Amu cautiously probed.

Qiao Xiachu's eyes were bewildered and dull.

Everyone was short of breath, not daring to breathe, and looked at her with burning eyes.

Silence, the sky is full of sand, the bare mountaintop, the endless sand and rocks, after the erosion of natural rain, the land eroded by acid rain gradually has a trace of life.

A gust of wind blew up, rolled up light dust, and hit Qiao Xiachu's cheek head-on. The sand and stones got into her eyes, making her eyeballs hurt.

A line of tears flowed from the eyes.

Qiao Xiachu's hand, which had been holding tightly to the rope, slowly let go.

She nodded feebly.

"Um."

In her pocket is the recording pen that Uncle Hei tried his best to leave her, telling her not to take revenge, but to live well, even at the end of her life, he still cares about her...

"Dad, don't worry, I don't want revenge, I just want to kill someone." She said quietly.