“Not exactly,” Si Nan laughed.
Yan Hao leaned against the car door, slightly bending to stare at him. Si Nan rested his elbow on the steering wheel, supporting his chin.
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“—That was our first meeting, and Zhou Rong was the first person I saw,” Si Nan said leisurely. “Maybe it was destined from that moment.”
Yan Hao now felt like he was seeing through worldly illusions, but still harbored a bit of unwillingness: “But what if the person who found you in Changsha was me, with the road blocked by heavy snow, and I was the one by your side…”
“Who knows?” Si Nan countered: “The fact is that person was Zhou Rong. All hypothetical conditions objectively don’t exist, right?”
—What he said made sense, and Yan Hao understood.
Only Zhou Rong had the determination and ability to open the hatch and jump down at that moment. Only Zhou Rong could meticulously, calmly, and persistently search the zombie-infested area for two days and nights, ultimately successfully rescuing the disoriented Si Nan.
Every step had to be completed by Zhou Rong. Therefore, all hypotheses and possibilities would not actually occur, or even if they did, would not lead to the final outcome.
Yan Hao felt disappointed and sighed.
Si Nan leaned over and patted his shoulder, jumping down from the car, thoughtfully asking: “Want me to get you something to drink?”
“No, I have to go with you,” Yan Hao hugged the car door mournfully: “But I need some time to process… just give me three minutes…”
“Beer?”
“Mm. Wait—”
Yan Hao turned to follow, but Si Nan stopped him: “No need. I want to change clothes. Are you coming too?”
Yan Hao: “…”
In the eyes of ordinary people, Sinan said seriously: “This is called sexual harassment.”
Yan Hao could only stand in place, digesting his misplaced youth and fleeting first love, while Sinan walked into the cafeteria, swiped his face at the convenience store to get a beer, and went to the bathroom to change his T-shirt during the waiting time.
Sinan draped it over the sink and carefully washed the black oil off his hands when he suddenly caught a familiar figure passing by. — It was Dr. Zheng.
Dr. Zheng stood under the tree outside the cafeteria bathroom, looking around, seemingly hesitant, and then waved to Sinan.
There weren’t many people at the back door of the cafeteria at this time, and it was quiet around, with the sound of kitchen aunties washing vegetables and chatting coming from nearby.
Sinan turned off the rushing water tap, casually wiped his hands on his pants, and walked towards Dr. Zheng.
Bang! The door to the rest area was slammed open, and more than ten armed guards rushed out. Wan Biao stood in front of Chen Yajing and roared, “Attack!”
The situation changed suddenly, and Zhou Rong’s pupils contracted as he swiftly retreated from the office.
The guards pursued closely, only to see Zhou Rong reach up and hook the top of the doorframe, using it to launch himself into the air. He kicked the two guards in front, sending them flying!
Bang! Bang!
The subordinate fell to the ground, twitching and unable to get up.
No one had expected Zhou Rong to be so fast and ruthless. Wan Biao cursed and fired a shot!
The bullet grazed Zhou Rong’s heel, causing floor tiles to splinter.
“Don’t kill him!” Chen Yajing shouted.
More than ten guards pounced, yet they couldn’t stop Zhou Rong’s advance. Anyone who touched him was either having their bones broken or bleeding, instantly losing combat capability.
In just a few seconds, Zhou Rong broke through the encirclement. Like an enraged lion, he delivered a powerful back kick that sent the blocker crashing into the wall, creating a cloud of dust!
“Stop!”
The remaining guards fired, aiming at his feet, but Zhou Rong was fearless, almost stepping on the bullets as he leaped. Like a movie special effect come to life, he jumped several meters down to the ground, quickly crossing the corridor and approaching the staircase!
In the office, Wan Biao rushed to the wall and pressed the alarm.
A sharp sound pierced the entire building as the alarm system activated, and an iron gate suddenly dropped at the staircase entrance!
Zhou Rong’s steps were halted, abruptly stopped by the iron gate, and he instantly turned around.
Clang! Clang! Clang!! — Within sight, all exits were sealed by iron gates, and the corridor connecting the office had become a closed space!
Zhou Rong narrowed his eyes, seeing Wan Biao walk out of the office, throw away his gun, and pull out another gun-like object from his waist.
“It’s useless, Captain Zhou,” Chen Yajing said softly, turning her wheelchair and appearing behind Wan Biao. “Did you think I would wait for you to obediently hand that person over? Dr. Zheng should have succeeded by now.”
Zhou Rong’s expression finally changed: “…What did you say?”
Zhou Rong realized that he would never get any information from Chen Yajing. His gaze shifted to the uniquely shaped gun in Wan Biao’s hand, recognizing it as a tranquilizer gun.
“Raise your hands and walk over slowly,” Wan Biao said in a low voice, “Don’t try anything, or I’ll shoot you.”
Zhou Rong pondered for a few seconds, raised his hands, and walked step by step towards Wan Biao.
The guards who had been knocked down groaned. Zhou Rong stepped over their bodies, his gaze fixed on the tranquilizer gun, walking to the corridor window.
—Immediately after, a flash before Wan Biao’s eyes.
Zhou Rong swiftly grabbed a guard, forcibly using him as a human shield. Wan Biao instinctively pulled the trigger, instantly shooting his subordinate in the abdomen!
“Stop!” Wan Biao roared.
Zhou Rong turned sideways and leaped onto the windowsill, shattering the glass and jumping down from the third floor!
Chen Yashen’s face immediately turned pale. Wan Biao rushed to the window—seeing Zhou Rong soaring like a hawk, landing steadily and instantly springing up!
“What kind of monster is this…” Wan Biao, both shocked and angry, extended the tranquilizer gun out the window, aiming at the fleeing Zhou Rong, and shouted: “Everyone! Stop him!”
The surrounding bushes rustled. Zhou Rong glanced around with the corner of his eye and suddenly stopped.
He saw guards rising from all around, forming a tight encirclement—they had already ambushed dozens of people!
“Goodbye, Captain Zhou,” Wan Biao said coldly, pulling the trigger.
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Whoosh— The bullet flew past, grazing Si Nan’s ear and hitting the wall!
Si Nan supported Dr. Zheng with one hand and grabbed an approaching guard with the other, snapping the opponent’s elbow with a crisp crack. The man screamed and dropped his gun, which Si Nan swiftly caught mid-air, chambering a round and shooting the ankles of two guards on either side.
Blood and cries provoked the others’ ferocity. Several more rushed forward. In the chaos, Si Nan dodged bullets but was kicked in the abdomen, taking a half-step back.
He gritted his teeth and pushed Dr. Zheng behind him.
Dr. Zheng seemed stunned, stumbling to a stop, looking at Si Nan with words caught in his throat.
“Run!” Si Nan shouted without turning back: “Go to the cafeteria entrance and find Yan Hao, quickly!”
Si Nan turned his head: “You—”
In a flash, Dr. Zheng raised his hand and sprayed something at Si Nan’s face.
He was holding a medical ethyl ether spray.
Si Nan’s reaction was actually very fast, holding his breath before even realizing what it was. But ether’s volatility couldn’t be resisted by simply holding one’s breath. He felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and his heart sank.
Slap!
The gun fell to the ground, and all sounds and movements rapidly receded like a tide.
Why? This thought flashed through Si Nan’s mind.
The tense delivery on the zombie siege night, the mutual support through thousands of miles, all gradually faded in his increasingly blurry vision.
