Downstairs of the police station.
The yard, which was originally used for queuing and inflating during the day, was now littered with corpses.
There are mobs,
There are also police officers.
The biggest thing these corpses have in common is that they all have no air tanks.
The air tanks were taken away by the living people in the chaos, and the empty corpses were exposed to the oxygen-free air.
"Go!"
Fu Yizhi grabbed her by the back of the collar and quickened his pace, and the two of them climbed over the wall.
Suddenly a voice came from the bottom of the police station building, "Brother, there are two more people over there!"
Fu Anan looked over when she heard that and her body suddenly tensed up.
Unexpectedly, the person who was called just glanced at them casually, and seeing that the two were poor guys with nothing but oxygen tanks, he looked away.
"Why bother with so much? Go grab the compressor!"
Air compressors are the most valuable thing in the world.
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After leaving the police station, Fu Yizhi and Fu Anan quickly shuttled around the town.
More houses in the town had been smashed open than when they arrived.
The desperado who failed to grab the air tank is already dead.
Now, those who have air cylinders but do not have enough to last until the suffocation moment is starting to go crazy.
There were people carrying air cylinders to rob everywhere. Fu Anan and Fu Yizhi walked very fast along the way, not wanting to attract their attention and cause any trouble.
On the way, they found a room with a door still intact and they hurried in.
At this time, it had been more than 20 minutes since the moment of suffocation began. The intense exercise caused the air tanks to be consumed quickly, and the air tank thresholds of both people turned red.
Fu Anan quickly took out two new air tanks and replaced them.
The two men had just replaced the air tanks and put away the used air tanks when the door was chopped open with an axe.
Four strong men were blocking the door, looking at Fu Yizhi and Fu Anan in the room and smiling.
"I'll just say that two two-legged sheep came in. Look at their air tank thresholds. They are still new."
The man in the front pointed the fire axe at the two men.
"Take off the air tank. I'm in a good mood and will let you live for a few more minutes."
Fu Anan and Fu Yizhi looked at each other, lifted the table in front of them, and rushed towards the three people.
The three of them were just street urchins with only strength left.
In fact, Fu Anan also knocked down one person with his bare hands.
"Take off the air tank, it's ours now."
The identities of both parties were quickly reversed. Fu Anan snatched the oxygen tank they had stolen from somewhere else and left quickly with Fu Yizhi.
Carrying three unused air tanks was too conspicuous, so Fu Anan found a hidden corner to put them away and took out the cold weapons that Fu Yizhi asked her to bring - two Tang swords.
These two knives were also brought back by Fu Yi last time he went out.
It is one meter long, the blade is like a crescent moon, black and sharp, and looks particularly intimidating.
The weight is also exaggerated, a knife at least thirty pounds,
Fu Yizhi walked as fast as the wind carrying it in one hand, while Fu Anan was exhausted from carrying it with difficulty.
However, weapons do have some demonstrative and warning effects.
Many people would silently calculate in their hearts that it is not worth taking a big risk just to grab two air cans, so they would actually take a detour.
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At this time, they did not go back immediately.
Fu Yizhi seemed to be looking for something.
After walking around half of the town, Fu Yizhi and Fu Anan arrived at a small courtyard with an open door that looked like it had been ransacked.
There wasn't even a plastic bottle inside, and I had no idea how many people had been here.
He was so poor that even robbers didn't even bother to look at him.
"Brother Fu, what are we doing here?"
Fu Anan asked, carrying a big knife, while trying to catch up with him.
The two entered the inner room, which seemed to be the original owner's study, with books scattered randomly on the floor.
Fu Yizhi walked past the books on the ground and went straight to the bookshelf. With a rustling sound, the bookshelf was pulled open, revealing what was inside.
Ah, sorry, I have to take the bus back to school today.
The journey starts from six in the morning until eight in the afternoon.
I really don't have time to update four chapters, so I hastily posted these three chapters without revising them.
The last chapter will be posted tonight or tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)