Jiang Baimian laughed:

"This may not be big. They have realistic contradictions with each other. As time goes by, sooner or later they will find something wrong."

Speaking of this, Jiang Baimian turned his body sideways, looked at Shang Jianyao, and asked seriously:

"What do you think you are doing wrong in this matter just now?"

Shang Jianyao thought for a while and said:

"I should send you away first!"

Jiang Baimian rolled his eyes:

"This is the wrong choice!"

She sighed and said helplessly:

"Before you do it, give me at least a look, don't make a sudden attack.

"If I had reacted a little slower just now, it would be a deathblazing!"

"Okay." Shang Jianyao agreed.

When they returned to the alley where the "Afu Gun Shop" was located, the order in the city had been initially restored, and all obstacles blocked at the entrance of the yard were emptied.

After settling down Wei Yu and others, they did not go out again and stayed in the room, listening to the sound of gunfire.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky gradually darkened, and Wild Grass City finally returned to stability.

Shang Jianyao and others divided into two groups, left the alley, came to Nan Street, and confirmed their current status.

At this time, people were sitting at the doors of many broken shops, bent down, looked at the ground, sobbed quietly, or looked at the streets ahead, crying silently.

The streets were full of patrol city defense forces, and many citizens and wanderers helped to collect the bodies in order to get more food.

One by one, the dead were dragged away, leaving traces of blood-red and blood-red on the ground.

Long Yuehong suddenly felt a little chill on her face, and subconsciously looked up and looked into the sky.

The low-hanging clouds are like lead, and crystal-clear broken ice falls downwards, increasing.

Long Yuehong stared at this scene in a daze, stretching out her right hand to pick it up, and said softly:
Chapter completed!