Apocalypse: Xiaoye’s Strength and Dote on His Wife

"Let me in, let me in, my son is still inside..."

"My daughter, you let me in, even if she turns into a zombie, I will support her."

"Wife, wife, stay there and wait for me to go in and save you..."

Fan Qianhan ignored Lou Yanxiao's eyes all the way and was depressed, when he arrived not far from the civilian area, he heard many people crying.

Immediately, he frowned slightly, and accelerated towards that direction.

Naturally, the people following behind him also did the same. Min Lufeng threw the toothpick and followed quickly with a serious expression.

As soon as the four of them arrived at the outskirts of the civilian area, they saw that the outside of the community had been cordoned off, a group of soldiers guarded there, and there were many crazy people outside, shrews, big men, and children crying and shouting. And tore their clothes.

But those soldiers still stood tenaciously, and Fan Qianhan could see that they were trembling slightly under their serious appearance. Their dark faces and dark eyes also contained sympathy and sadness for those who lost their families.

But he still held back and said firmly, his dark face was full of seriousness, "No, you can't go in—"

This sound was like water pouring into a frying pan, and the conflict in anger was on the verge of breaking out.

"Why don't you let us in, even if I die, I will die with my son." A fierce aunt pointed at his nose and said cursingly.

There was a fierce light in her eyes, and before everyone had time to react, she stretched out her hand and slapped the little soldier fiercely, "You let me in, or I will kill you."

"Yes, kill you people, we want to die together, why do you stop..."

I don't know who shouted loudly, and the already sad and angry crowd suddenly became angry, "Kill them to death—"

Shouting one by one, they grabbed at the soldiers standing in front of them with sharp fingers.

All of a sudden, there was a continuous stream of loud noises and sharp shouts. Those who went in and those who stopped were all messed up.

Fan Qianhan looked at the soldiers whose clothes had been scratched and their faces were covered with bloodstains, she frowned fiercely, and was about to step forward when suddenly something happened again.

I saw that the tough aunt at the front grabbed a gun for some reason, and pointed directly at a soldier standing in front, "Get out of the way, believe it or not, I shot you—"

The ferocious voice spread all over the periphery of the community, and everyone who had taken the opportunity to make trouble was unavoidably frightened by her fierceness.

Fan Qianhan, who was standing not far from her just now, paused in her footsteps, her face was gloomy, this old lady——

"No, if you want to go in, it's not only about you alone, it's about the survival of human beings in the entire southern base. Even if you shoot and kill me, you can't go in." Da Bing's dark eyes contained a deep and sharp look. Rui Guang, with a rigid body, stood there unyielding.

It seemed that what was pointing at him was not a black muzzle but an insignificant thing, without shaking his body. It's just that tall and straight body and meticulous momentum prove that he is a soldier, a soldier with flesh and blood but also with a firm will.

It was such an outrageous aura of not fearing death that shocked the tough woman in front of him, her whole body trembled, her eyes flickered fiercely, and she didn't dare to act rashly any more. For a while, the two sides fell into a stalemate again——

Fan Qianhan glanced at the soldier, tsk... just the spirit of not being afraid of death but holding back people, hey, I don't know what to say. Obviously it is the end of the world now, and the life and death of this group of people is no longer under their control, but they still have their own principles to stick to.

Anyway, she won't be as stupid as these soldiers who sacrifice themselves for others, just let these unreasonable troublemakers who want to kill themselves let them in, even if they become zombies, she can kill them without blinking. All resolved. Of course, this does not prevent her from admiring them. Even Fan Qianhan admires her for being able to uphold her true heart in this last days.

"They won't allow us to kill the hostages—"

With a loud roar, the already quiet crowd became restless again.

The fierce woman responded first, with a fierce light in her blood-colored eyes, "Yes, if we don't let us go, we will kill the hostages—"

She turned her gun and aimed directly at Fan Qianhan who was standing on the side.

The muzzle of the black hole was pointed at her temple, but when she saw her appearance, the woman trembled, and then she couldn't bear it, and turned her head to face the soldiers in front, but she still softened in the end, " I just want to go in and be with my son, no matter whether he is dead or alive, our mother and son have depended on each other for so many years, I must go in and be with him, whether he becomes a zombie or dies...he is only with this little girl They are both the same size, and they were both in their youth. If possible, I don’t want to treat this little girl like this. I just ask to let me in, soldier brother, I beg you..."

There was despair in the woman's voice, which was the complete opposite of the tough look she had before, and even the gun pointed at Fan Qianhan trembled a little when she held it.

It could be seen that she really couldn't bear it.

The people around who had taken hostages violently because of that voice also sobbed because of her low hum.

Fan Qianhan's original evil spirit also subsided a little.

Reluctantly, he raised his hand and rubbed his temple, which was not pointed at, hey! It was her previous cognition that was wrong, people are good and people are evil, not one thing is generalized. After going through the last ten years of the last life, she couldn't tell the difference even more.

The tough woman scratched and scratched the soldier before, and even threatened her with a gun. Everyone who saw her thought she was wrong and vicious, but she just wanted to go in and be with her son. Her feelings are sincere, and she does all this for the sake of her dependent son. Is this right or wrong?

Should she be blamed for being too impulsive and acting too aggressively?

Or is she to blame for pointing guns at innocent people?

Fan Qianhan could feel her hands trembling, even if she was asked to shoot, it was absolutely impossible for her to do so. The boundary between good and evil in human nature is already blurred!

However, Fan Qianhan still put her in the ranks of good, because compared to evil, she is not as evil as those who push their relatives to die in the last days, not as evil as those who abandon their wives and children, and even worse. People whose lives are nothing but evil...

His eyes flickered slightly, and he gave a look to Lou Yanxiao beside him, signaling him not to act rashly.

Then, as if she wasn't worried about the gun pointed at her temple at all, she looked at the crowd seemingly casually.

"Yes——" Fan Qianhan's lips moved slightly, and at a glance, he saw the person hiding in the crowd, who was different from the sobbing crowd. He was well disguised, and the sadness on his face was well expressed. Only those eyes that rolled randomly, with malicious intentions made people suspicious.

Lou Yanxiao frowned, and nodded to her knowingly.

Turning his gaze back again, the soldier whose face had not fluctuated just now finally had a wave when he saw her pointing the gun at Fan Qianhan.

The wheat-colored face was tangled up, looking at the crying aunt, and looking at Fan Qianhan who was still being pointed at, pursing her lips, she was so tangled up.

Seeing this, the woman's eyes flashed immediately, she has a door.

So, he gripped the gun tighter. "Let me in-"

The soldier opened his mouth, but before he could speak, several people appeared outside.

"Little Qianhan—" Yu Fangqin exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention to her.

Fan Qianhan raised her eyebrows, and looked along, and saw Yu Fangqin walking not far away, looking at them with a terrified face.

Fan Qianhan frowned slightly, and shook her head lightly at her.

Yu Fangqin's face looked better now.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Fan?" A familiar voice came from Yu Fangqin's side, and Fan Qianhan took advantage of the opportunity to see Mo Zhanli standing next to her, who was watching with a smile on his face. She even folded her hands leisurely, without worrying at all. Obviously he knew Fan Qianhan very well, and he didn't think she was in any danger now.

Instead, a cute man next to him jumped out, "Oh, what a beautiful girl. Auntie, you have to be careful, this is just like the goddess I like." , it would be bad if you accidentally hurt the goddess somewhere."

As he said that, he still looked at Fan Qianhan worriedly, his anxious eyes stared at Fan Qianhan in a daze, where did this idiot come from?

"Who are you, don't come over—" Seeing someone approaching, the crying aunt immediately became agitated.

"Hey, I won't go, I won't go, auntie, be careful about my goddess." The man's cute baby face immediately wrinkled into a crying expression.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately received many looks, curious, suspicious, idiotic, and an extremely cold look.

It made him shiver for no reason, "It's weird, I'm an ice-type supernatural being, how can I still feel cold?"

"Do it—" Someone shouted, and the baby-faced man rushed towards Fan Qianhan, and the aunt's expression changed instantly, and she became anxious, "Bang——"

The pungent smell of gunpowder filled everyone's noses. All of a sudden, everyone seemed to have been pressed the still button, and the originally noisy scene fell silent instantly.

One by one, their eyes widened and they looked in the direction of the voice.

"Thousand... thousand rivers..."

I saw Fan Qianhan standing there with a playful smile on her face, clasping the aunt's hand with one hand, and quickly captured the gun in her hand, playing with it in her hand. The twinkling eyes turned slightly, and then casually looked at the person lying on his back who was only three steps away from her.

"I...was I shot?" The baby-faced man lay there trembling, not even daring to move, for fear that if he moved, he would die. The whole person is cowardly!