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Six hours before the crisis,

In a state on the east coast of the United States, inside a university, there is a dormitory for international students.

Zhang Jing was in the dormitory having a headache about his graduation thesis. The hair on his head fell out in handfuls, which made him really bald.

As an international student preparing to return to China safely,

While renting in a safer community near the school, he also kept in mind the three iron rules of school life for American international students.

Don’t attend class parties, don’t accept unknown food from classmates, concentrate on studying and don’t be distracted by other things!

He didn't want to get on the leaves and ruin his life!

"I can go back to China after two more months!"

Zhang Jing exhaled helplessly, took his cell phone and prepared to take a rest.

"Ding dong!"

Exactly at this moment, the phone rang with a text message notification tone!

"Um?"

Who would send him a text message when nothing happened, an international student from the same school at Tokyo University? Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows, reached out to light up his phone, and looked at the screen intently. After seeing the content clearly, his eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and his face was full of horror.

"The Embassy of Dongda University reminds all citizens: An extremely dangerous virus has been spreading around the world recently. North America has been judged as the hardest hit area. An evacuation notice has been issued domestically. Citizens with ample time are requested to rush to the nearest airport within three hours. Due to the incident If you are unable to leave, please go to the consulate or embassy immediately within five hours to receive emergency vaccination..."

"Attention, this is not an exercise. For details, please contact the embassy at +1-202-49522."

Looking at this information, Zhang Jing was stunned for a full two minutes. He took a deep breath and stood up from his seat in surprise.

He slid his fingers and checked the text message over and over again.

Finally, he came to a conclusion that shocked him.

This is actually from the embassy and not some Bharat scam message? !

"Holy shit!"

exclaimed,

Zhang Jing was a little undecided. It took three hours to rent a car from him to the embassy. After hesitating for a moment, his heart was crossed. If the embassy couldn't trust him, who else could he trust? !

Gritting his teeth, he opened the international student exchange group on his mobile phone.

Zhang Jing: Picture pictures, brothers, what do you think?

Hu Tu: [Biya], I just called the embassy. This information is really sent by the embassy! 【A recording】

Fang Fang: It’s fake. There is no virus, but there are riots. The police and the people in Boston are so mixed that it’s almost like Guangzhou.

Zhang Jing: Picture, I have rented a car, and Wellington is still around the school. If you are interested, please provide your address and I will pick you up!

Fang Fang: I’ll forget it. It looks pretty bluffing. Is it really possible that the world will end in five hours?

Hu Tu: @张京, the location has been sent to you privately. @ Fang Fang, you really don’t want to go? This is news from the embassy. Our embassy never lies.

Fang Fang: Go ahead, it won’t be a big deal [picking nose]

"..."

After a simple communication, Zhang Jing formed a convoy in the group chat, and more than 300 people headed towards the special zone in a mighty manner.

Of course, if Fang Fang didn't take it seriously, there must be many people who didn't get on the bus.

In this regard,

After calling the embassy to confirm, they could only shrug helplessly.

There are 300,000 students studying at the University of Tokyo in the United States. The operators at the embassy and consulates are so busy that they almost go to heaven. Where does the air traffic control come from?

As the saying goes, it's hard to persuade a damned devil with good words.

I sent text messages three times, communicated and checked with the people organizing the convoy, and then personally called people who didn’t want to come to explain.

Unmoved by this,

The embassy really has no choice.

It's impossible to really kidnap someone, right?

“How many people don’t want to come?”

Ambassador Zhang Zonglin looked through the window at the military attaches unloading supplies and reinforcing the embassy walls. He took a deep breath and asked the frantically busy operator next to him.

"The statistics are out. There are 60,000 people who are unwilling to come over no matter what. What should we do?"

The operator's forehead was sweating.

"We must fulfill our responsibilities even if they don't want to come. Send them text messages and ask them to report their location. At the same time, prepare a year's worth of daily necessities, strengthen the security of the house, and stay in the room for at least...seven hours!"

Zhang Zonglin exhaled heavily,

The embassy has really tried its best to notify us to this point.

If you do as you are told,

If a big problem does occur, they can follow the address and go to the rescue.

Of course, you might also be able to follow the address and collect the body!

Well, it’s not bad to be able to return to my roots after falling leaves!

"Also, around the embassy, ​​we also urgently purchased several settlements. Now, if we squeeze them together, there is enough for tens of thousands of people to live."

"It's not enough. Plus, now is not the time to worry about money. The domestic budget on this matter... has no upper limit!"

Zhang Zonglin clenched his fists,

Judging from this information, something really big, something terrible is about to happen!

"yes!"

The operator, who had a phone in each hand and three more phones on the table, gritted his teeth.

Done!

…

around the embassy,

"Dong dong dong!"

There was a rapid knock on the door. The old American white man, Esther, put down his earphones a little irritably and opened the door to his room.

At the door was a man wearing a beige sweatshirt, carrying a suitcase, and an Oriental face.

"What's the matter?"

Esther looked at this man a little unkindly,

Interfering with his leisure time, this person is really up to something!

"Are you selling this house?"

The man with the oriental face made Esther's blood pressure soar when he spoke, and he almost hit him with a fist.

"Not for sale!"

He yelled angrily,

Esther was filled with anger.

You think you are just making a movie, so you ask him to buy a house. He has lived in this house for seven or eight years, and he has already developed feelings for it. He is very familiar with every window and piece of land here. .

Want to buy this house?

It’s quite a beautiful thought!

"At double the transaction price, cash!"

The man at the door looked determined to win, and made his own offer.

"I have no intention of selling the house!"

Esther remains unmoved, bastard, don't underestimate the bond between him and his house!

"Then four times the transaction price, paid in cash!"

The man with the Asian face spoke coldly.

Esther, who was filled with anger and refused sternly, was suddenly stunned. Although he had a great bond with his house,

But then again,

This is four times!

"Hey hey hey!"

Esther scratched his head and laughed. He admitted that he had spoken a little too loudly just now and rubbed his hands. He looked at the person at the door with a very shameful look and said with an apologetic smile:

"What else do you want?"

"Leave the key, take the money, and get out of here now!"

The man's expression did not change, he opened the suitcase at hand, revealed the beautiful knives stuffed inside, and handed it directly to Esther's hand.

"Okay!"

Esther, who was self-taught, took the box, counted it, handed over the keys, changed her clothes, and ran away quickly.

Make money, make money,

Make big money!