Doomsday: I have a super farm

Seeing the tight security in the city, a large number of guards were searching for their traces.

The rat was impatient to stop Zhuang Chen's way and persuaded him not to stay here for long.

They must find a way to leave here immediately.

"They are all from my farm. Once I escape from here, they will definitely be tortured inhumanly.

I can't just leave them alone."

Zhuang Chen understood the good intentions of the rat, and he lowered his voice to explain to it.

There was an unconcealed worry in his eyes.

The unknown old man behind him cast an approving look at him.

The rat cursed him as a fool, but made way.

Zhuang Chen took the waste paper ball in Qiu Xue's room.

Let the rat sniff it lightly, trying to use its sensitive sense of smell to find Qiu Xue's trace.

The rat ran forward vigorously, and after turning seven or eight times, they came to an inconspicuous house.

The walls of the house are mainly gray and pink, and even the black tiles on them are not so heavy.

The warm lights add a touch of warmth to this impersonal city.

Dozens of men in black are guarding outside the house, and they are walking back and forth.

The figure outlined by the window is walking back and forth anxiously. Based on her figure, Zhuang Chen can be sure that it is Qiu Xue.

"You go and lead them away."

Zhuang Chen patted the back of the flower rat to signal it to go forward.

The flower rat looked at its machine and rushed over excitedly.

"Who is it?"

The flower rat appeared in front of the man in black.

The man in black immediately set up his machine gun and pulled the trigger with a roar.

The flower rat panicked and avoided the attack on them. Originally, it wanted to use courtesy before force.

But it never thought that the other party was so unethical.

While dodging, the flower rat took the initiative to attack the group of people.

But in just ten minutes, Huazhishu successfully solved the group of black-clad men.

Zhuang Chen secretly gave it a thumbs up.

Qiu Xue in the room immediately picked up a bench and smashed it wildly, and a big hole appeared in the blocked window after she knocked a few times.

"Zhuang Da!"

Seeing Zhuang Chen's figure, she waved her hands excitedly and jumped on the spot.

The four of them walked lightly in the corner throughout the whole process, avoiding the eyes and ears of the black-clad men.

Zhuang Chen walked around here for a long time, but couldn't find Huang Feng's figure.

Hearing Huazhishu's dissuasion, he gritted his teeth and could only leave here temporarily.

Just as Qiu Xue led them to the back door along the path, they were discovered by the sharp-eyed black-clad men.

A roar attracted everyone's attention.

"Oops!"

Their hearts were beating uncomfortably at the same time, and they could only run forward.

The old housekeeper who came over after hearing the sound saw Zhuang Chen and his figures.

Especially when he saw the old man, he was like a disaster.

"No matter what method is used, we must catch them."

The old housekeeper excitedly grabbed the collar of the man in black beside him and shook his body desperately.

Then he threw him out in anger and told everyone behind him.

"Bang bang..."

The gunshots behind him rang out, and dense bullets hit the building next to him, and the smoke was shrouded for a while.

"You run forward quickly, I know where the switch of the gate is."

Qiu Xue ran away after saying this, and Zhuang Chen wanted to call her.

But she ran away in a flash, and could only bring Huazhishu and the old man to the iron gate.

No matter how they pushed and closed the iron gate, it was useless.

And Zhuang Chen also found that the iron gate was made of special materials.

His wounds had not yet completely recovered, and he did not dare to fight hard and could only pull the old man to the side.

"Ka-ka..."

When they were halfway through their run, they found that the big iron gate behind them was slowly opened, and Qiu Xue in the distance was running towards them vigorously.

When Zhuang Chen and the others went out of the big iron gate, the iron gate suddenly began to close.

Seeing that Qiu Xue was still a few steps away, Zhuang Chen didn't care about so much and directly grabbed the iron gate with both hands and bent it back.

"Bang-bang..."

Because the opponent's attack was too fierce, Zhuang Chen, who was exposed to the enemy, was hit by bullets.

His blood gushed out, and he gritted his teeth and endured the pain until Qiu Xue came out smoothly before letting go of the door.

Zhuang Chen's old injuries were not healed and he suffered new injuries. He fell limply to the ground.

But when the old housekeeper arrived here, he didn't see any of them, and there was only a pool of blood on the ground.

"Waste, waste..."

The old housekeeper was so angry that he stomped on the ground repeatedly, punching and kicking the black-clothed man behind him to vent his anger.

Hearing such a movement, Mr. Qiu sat in the living room in his clothes in the middle of the night.

Seeing the old butler coming, he slapped him in the face without mercy.

The old butler lowered his head without saying a word, letting the blood from the corner of his mouth drip onto the ground.

"Is this how you do things? In just a short while, you let the other party escape right under your nose."

Mr. Qiu grabbed the dragon-headed cane and pounded it hard on the ground.

"He... He Rong was also taken away by him."

"Pa!"

As soon as the old butler finished speaking, he was slapped in the face by Mr. Qiu again.

"What are you doing? If he is taken away, does it mean that my secret will be known?

I would rather destroy him if I had known."

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely solemn, making everyone present feel uneasy.

Until the old housekeeper said that he still had bargaining chips in his hand, Mr. Qiu let him go.

"You must bring the target to me no matter what. As for He Rong, if I can't use him, then get rid of him."

Before leaving, he lowered his voice and instructed the old housekeeper.

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at him lightly, which frightened the old housekeeper's scalp numb and the cold sweat on his back wet his clothes.

Farm.

Qi Yan and the others were busy treating Zhuang Chen's wounds.

They were busy until almost dawn, and then they fell asleep beside him.

"Um..."

Zhuang Chen was awakened by a nightmare, and he felt severe pain when he moved a little.

He stretched out his right hand and slowly stroked his wound, struggling to open his eyes and look around.

Looking at the familiar furnishings and Qi Yan's sleeping profile, he realized that he was safe now.

"You can't move now."

Qi Yan was awakened by his actions, rubbing her cheeks while talking and walking beside Zhuang Chen.

She reached out to lift his quilt up and tucked it under his arm.

"Fortunately you came in time last night, otherwise all my efforts would have gone to waste."

"This is what I should do."

Qi Yan raised a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth and moved the broken hair in front of his forehead to the side.

Zhuang Chen lowered his eyes unnaturally.