Zhang Ping'an opened the roster, smiled slightly, and lit the name of Dr. Crazy: "Ma Jun, he is studying for a Ph.D. in Genetics at Shandong University."

He returned the roster, and Tangshan rushed forward to take it, put it away, looked at the guard Changfeng, knocked his fingers on his temple, and said, "Ma Jun, I have an impression of this person. I got sick the day before yesterday, and I have never had it. It seems that I can't stand it anymore."

Zhang Ping'an was stunned. Ma Jun was dying of illness. How could he be?

Ma Jun is a medical practitioner and has two skills in treating diseases and saving lives. He remembers that this person has lived until the third year of the Dark Age. How could he die in this place? Could it be that he changed his destiny?

No, there is a shortage of food in Yong'an Camp, but there is no shortage of basic medicines. Yesterday I saw a lot of them in different categories.

"What disease did he have? Have you ever seen someone?" Zhang Ping'an asked.

"Hundreds of people fall ill in the well every day, and they are all gathered together to take care of them. I am the assistant of Boss Wei. I am too busy and can't take time. I just asked the doctor in the camp to see him. After taking the medicine, I was still hot, thirty-eight or nine degrees, and I was still talking nonsense, alas." Tang Shan sighed.

When Zhang Ping'an heard this, he knew what Tangshan said, "It was inconsistent with this sentence. First, it said that hundreds of people fell ill every day, Wei Changfeng was not very meticulous, and Tangshan was in charge of construction. Seven or eight thousand people underground agreed to work, and they were busy. How could he know what disease an ordinary person had? The symptoms were before and after, Ma Jun was not his father.

"Oh, why did you get sick after finally finding him?" Zhang Ping'an stepped forward to pull Tangshan and asked anxiously, "Where is he? Hurry up, take me over."

Wei Changfeng said to Ning Yao: "Mayor Ning should go there together?"

Ning Yao nodded.

Tangshan led the way in front, and several people got into the tunnel. Tangshan held a flashlight and said while walking, "The person was at the No. 3 construction site, and it was a bit far away from the tunnel. Since the tunnel was opened, we went straight from here. It was faster and the road was easier to walk."

Zhang Ping'an said: "I have Assistant Lao Tang."

Since Wei Changfeng entered the tunnel, he kept silent and kept dragging it on the back.

The tunnel is built in four lanes. It is very spacious. There is no wind inside, but it doesn’t feel stuffy. It seems that the ventilation facilities here are very well built as Ning Yao said. When the construction workers rushed into the tunnel just now, they simply arranged a wire, and each emergency light was one for every fifty meters. The diesel generator was insufficient horsepower and the light was dim.

Since Zhang Ping'an and Ning Yao spoke, the people at the No. 1 construction site where they were located had basically gathered towards No. 2 and No. 3. Because Wei Changfeng took the roster to show Zhang Ping'an, and he held on for a while, the four of them were now walking at the end. Occasionally, one or two people rushed to come from behind, unable to see the faces of the four of them, unable to identify their identities, and surpassed them without stopping.

The atmosphere was a bit weird, and Ning Yao leaned against Zhang Ping'an.

"Go quickly." Zhang Ping'an said to Tangshan.

"Okay." Tangshan accelerated a little.

At this moment, the lights in the tunnel suddenly went out, and Tangshan cursed, "There is no oil again."

At the end of his speech, the light of the flashlight in Tangshan's hand flashed three times, and then it was completely destroyed.

The tunnel suddenly fell into absolute darkness.

Ning Yao was alert in her heart and said it was not good. She stretched her hand to the side, wanting to pull Zhang Ping'an, but she didn't want to pull it away. Just when she was panicking, a pair of powerful arms wrapped around her waist, and then she felt herself flying.

This is Zhang Ping'an's arm!

"Don't make a sound." The person who was behind her said in her ear with a soft and inaudible voice, "Don't move, either."

Before Ning Yao could react, her body was tied up by a rope and her waist was strangled. She felt that she was hanging up in the air. With her hands moving, she touched the cold and hard cement wall.

Only then did she realize that Zhang Ping'an was hanging from the top of the tunnel, tightly pressing against the top wall.

Boom, boom!

Two sound and light shock bombs exploded in the open tunnel. The instantaneous burning light shook her eyes blind, her ear drums buzzed, and her mind was blank.

A few crisp sounds of gold and iron intersecting sounded, and then they became silent again.

There was another roar suddenly, "You dare!" It was Zhang Ping'an's voice.

Then several muffled groans sounded, as if the chicken had been cut off from its neck.

"What happened, Zhang Ping'an is dead!" A voice screamed loudly, and a hoarse voice echoed in the tunnel.

Ning Yao was shocked.

How could it be?

When she opened her eyes again, she found that there was light in the tunnel at some point.

Tangshan was holding a burning rod and more than 20 people in black clothes, surrounded a corpse. The man's face was cut to the point of blood, and blood was covered with blood, and his hair was stuck together by plasma, so he could not die anymore. Look at the clothes on the corpse, which was exactly what Zhang Ping'an had just worn.

Four corpses were scattered around the group of people surrounding him, looking terrible.

Ning Yao was terrified, and Zhang Ping'an was dead? She wanted to shout, but she bit her lip tightly. The initial shock passed, and she felt that things were not that simple.

Zhang Ping'an had noticed it a long time ago and hid himself, so why was he injured?

The crowd in the distance heard the sound and someone ran towards this side.

Wei Changfeng threw a bloody knife in his hand to a man in black, suppressing his anger, "Where are those women Ning Yao? Where are the people?"

Tangshan looked panicked, "There are people in front and behind, and it is impossible for someone to run over, let alone she is still an ordinary person."

"Can you fly? Look for it quickly, look for it quickly, damn, people are coming. Who the hell just shouted that Zhang Ping'an was dead? Who is it?" Wei Changfeng was furious and kicked Tangshan. "How did you explain it? Didn't you agree to arrange the scene before you shout? Waste, a group of waste! More than twenty people killed two people, and four died, let one run away!"

He yelled in a voice, "What are you doing in a hurry? Go find the woman, find the girl, stab her with one knife, hurry up!"

After walking for a few steps, Wei Changfeng turned his body and pointed at Tangshan, "How many people have you brought here?"

Tangshan glanced at him, and his expression was indescribable, "There are only these few."

Wei Changfeng snorted, "You go and block the people who have passed by for five minutes."

Tangshan took the order and went there.

"Hmph, stinky girl, I'll seal the well of the ground to see where you go... Even if someone knows, at worst I can turn against you. I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?" He said that, and kicked the corpse on the ground angrily.

He called a few people and walked to an unfinished place next to the tunnel, prying the long stones and prefabricated blocks on the wall, and dragging them to the corpse on the ground with great effort.
Chapter completed!