C57 (1/2)

A dozen men were standing outside the gate, holding flashlights and guns. Cigarettes flickered in their mouths, and they looked at us suspiciously. No one spoke.

The three of us were completely dumbfounded, because these people were all Japanese. What was going on? Could it be that the people from Sakyamuni Army really did not die, and still saved us?

Without waiting for me to think it through, one of them suddenly shouted probingly: ”Is this Crown Prince?”

My whole body suddenly shook. I thought to myself, f * cking hell, if I spread the name of Crown Prince into the mouths of the Japanese, they might really think that I was a descendant of the Qing Dynasty and would use me as a hostage.

I did not say anything, but my expression was filled with fear. Suddenly, a bald man in the crowd squeezed his way through the crowd, using his electric light to scan us, and then shouted out with a trembling voice: ”Fourth Master, it's Sanjin, he's here!”

This person's entire body was lined with muscles. Even though he was wearing an army coat made out of Japanese Army, it was impossible to conceal his physique and build. He had a bald square face and his eyes were filled with surprise and joy.

With a hualala sound, the figure of Fourth Uncle appeared from behind the crowd. He looked at us with tears in his eyes, and only after a while did he scold, ”Bastard, it's so easy for me to find you!”

After Fourth Uncle confirmed me, only then did the people outside squeeze in, bringing me, Hai Shui and Zhu Yingqiong along as they headed out. Looking at the dark and empty ground above the Anti-wall, it was as though I was still in a dream.

The walls were filled with people. Other than the people from the Fourth Uncle, I could also see many old people. There were many corpses of beastmen on the ground, and blood was floating in the air.

Below the city walls, I saw a lot of tents, about twenty of them all built together. There were diesel generators crackling, and around the tents hung a lot of cables used by the Japanese in the past. They were connected to a lot of lamps, making the walls and walls as bright as day.

Before I could clearly see my surroundings, I was already in no mood to look around. My heart which had been in suspense suddenly relaxed as someone pushed me into a tent in a daze. Soon after, a foreigner doctor came in to help me inject and inject nutrition.

I glanced at the side, and it seemed as if Zhu Yingqiong had been carried away by a few foreigners. The ocean was completely awake, and was currently blissfully talking about something, I slowly closed my eyes, and now, I only wanted to have a good sleep, a sleep where I could have a good dream like sleep.

I had a very long and messy dream. When I woke up, I felt completely muddled. I had a high fever and had no strength left in my body. I laid weakly in the tent.

There was no one in the tent, but from time to time, he could hear mechanical sounds coming from outside. He wanted to get up and walk out, but he lacked the strength to do so. He could only lie powerlessly on the carpet as his thoughts slowly returned.

Hai Yang carried a bowl of medicine and smiled as she walked in. Seeing that I had already woken up, she said joyfully: ”I thought you were going to die, f * * k, if you didn't wake up, I would have been buried alive by Fourth Master for your turtle son to accompany him in death!”

I grinned and forced a smile. Hai Yang handed me the medicine. After I finished drinking it, I asked with a hoarse voice, ”What happened to me?”

Foreigner's doctor said that your physique is too weak, and you were locked up for a period of time. That's why your mind collapsed, and you will be fine after recuperating for two days. ”

I asked again, ”Where's Zhu Yingqiong?”

Hai Yang glared at me. ”F * ck! You just woke up and you're thinking of beauties? You're the typical one who forgets about sex. Let's talk about it after you've recovered from your illness.”

I saw that Hai Yang's eyes were averting her gaze, so I didn't know what was happening to Zhu Yingqiong.

Hai Shui didn't tell me much, but I realized that the Fourth Uncle had brought a large group of people here.

When the monk heard that I had woken up, he also came in to look at me while chuckling. He was still wearing the uniform of the Japanese, and I asked him why he was wearing it like that.

I thought back to the first time the gate had been opened. No wonder I'd said how it was possible for so many Japanese to suddenly appear.

I hastily asked what had happened after the monks dispersed, why did they only arrive underground now?

The monk let out a long sigh before revealing the whole story. It was indeed extremely thrilling.

When the miasma came in, he supported Fourth Uncle and ran as fast as he could, unknowingly separating himself from us, but the monk was a brave man, and at that time, we were only concerned with running straight ahead, but the monk felt that the miasma in front of us was too far away, so he decided to turn around and return to the area of the giant cricket. As long as we passed that area, the miasma would not spread.