The next day, at dawn, Liu Weian and his team rushed back to Times Square. They found a mess, the houses that should have collapsed had already collapsed, the fire had been extinguished, and only the thick smoke was still wafting, floating in the sky. The smell of dust and scorching filled every inch of space, it was the smell of burnt corpses.
There is not a single intact place in the entire Times Square, and there is no living person to be seen. Hundreds of thousands of slaves have all died, and within a radius of a hundred miles, there is not a single grass growing. The ground gnawed and gnawed, but it still radiated heat, even if it was cold at night, it could not cool it down.
"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge this revenge." Liu Weian knelt in front of Times Square, facing the ashes, and made an oath. When these people were alive, he didn't feel very close. Only when he saw the piles of charred corpses with his own eyes, would he feel a burst of heart-piercing pain.
The underground royal court, the Li family!
The lion, the spider, the hairy monkey, the elephant and three other members knelt on the ground with Liu Weian, their faces were full of sadness, their fists clenched, no one spoke, only the flames in their eyes were burning.
"Let's go!" Liu Weian took one last look at the ruins, got up and left resolutely. Lion and others followed behind without saying a word. It's not that they don't want to collect the corpses for their family members, but this is an unrealistic thing. Hundreds of thousands of slaves are mixed together, and identification is a problem. Even if they are identified, with a few of them, they want to collect the corpses of so many people There is no need to think about it for a few years. After a few years, the corpses will rot.
They have to save time for revenge.
And the most important point, if they collect the corpses, they will definitely be discovered by the people of the underground royal court. At that time, they will face endless pursuit, and they will not be able to protect themselves. How can they have any chance of revenge? They are too weak now, they must hide and accumulate strength.
Not long after Liu Wei'an and his party left, a suspended car landed on the ruins of Times Square. Several people wearing masks got out of the car. Spring rain, with a coolness.
The four people in the back stopped after getting off the car. They should be bodyguards. Only the leader took a few steps. After glancing at the ruins, he lost interest. He looked at the direction of the rising mushroom cloud and murmured: " Massacre a slave gathering place and dispatched two Eagle bombers, because the slave area offended the royal court, hmph, who would believe it? There are still slaves in this world who dare to offend the underground royal court? This excuse is too bad. Even The 'Father of the Bomb' has been made up, the underground royal court is really getting more and more shameless, dare to blatantly snatch the 'Kiss of Death', do you really think that our charity society is not a good thing?" As the mood was agitated, a terrible breath Emanating from the body, the four bodyguards five or six meters away only felt a mountain of pressure attacking them, their bodies couldn't help but retreated, and slammed into the hovering car fiercely.
boom-
The dust was flying, and with the leader as the center, two large circles with a diameter of more than 30 meters were drawn, which were extremely neat and more beautiful than planning out with circles. Looking at the leader's feet, he had sunk five or six centimeters into the ground.
"Go back." The person's breath was breathed out, and he got into the suspension car, and the four bodyguards entered one after another. A few seconds later, the suspension car rose into the sky, turning into a ray of light and disappearing into the sky.
At night, at 20:20, in an independent rental house in Banshi County, Liu Weian and others met Zhao Hanqing and Fang Xiaoyuan.
"Sorrow and change." Zhao Han said affectionately. Although he hadn't seen the tragic situation in Times Square, anyone with a little imagination could guess it.
Liu Weian opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Huang Yueyue couldn't hold back and threw herself into his arms, crying, shrugging her thin shoulders.
"I thought you were dead."
Liu Wei'an froze, hesitated for a moment, then patted Huang Yueyue's fragrant back lightly, and said hoarsely: "It's good that you are all right, it's good that you are all right."
Along with Fang Xiaoyuan came a man and two women, both of whom had potential in the slave area. One was 13 years old and the other was 12 years old. They were the next generation of successors that Fang Xiaoyuan focused on training. Hearing Huang Yueyue's cry, she couldn't help it anymore, and she burst into tears.
It took a while for everyone to recover slowly. Sitting in the hall, the atmosphere was silent. Liu Wei'an was in no mood to speak, and neither did the others.
It was hard to create a career. Although this career is not elegant in the eyes of many people, it was great for Liu Wei'an. Now that he returned to the pre-liberation overnight, all his efforts were in vain. But these just made him have some regrets. What is really sad is that so many people died. These people could have lived well, but it was because of him that they were affected.
If he had held back a bit, been less competitive, stopped thinking about 'Father of the Bomb' and paid his money, maybe the outcome would have been very different. It's useless to regret now, everything has happened.
It wasn't until Tank and Alai came back that the atmosphere of silence was broken. When Alai was chasing the sand robbers, he was attacked by another group of sand robbers. Liu Weian was worried that Alai would lose, so he asked the tank to bring people to support him. Unexpectedly, because of this, the two escaped a little.
The two brought back more than 30 people, which can be regarded as saving a little fire for Times Square.
"We can't go back to Times Square, and I'm afraid the slave area won't be safe anymore." Liu Weian finally recovered from his grief, but his voice was still deep and hoarse. Everyone looked at him.
"I will ask Zhou Xingchen to apply for a new ID card for everyone. After everyone is freed from the status of slaves, those who want to leave can leave without any force. I am sincerely grateful to those who are willing to follow me to avenge their families." Liu Wei'an saw Tan Tan and the others wanted to talk, so they waved their hands to tell them to be calm, and continued: "Everyone has seen the power of the underground royal court, and wanting to take revenge cannot be accomplished overnight. In the first stage, everyone needs to replace it." The new identity, hide it, at least not to be discovered by the underground royal court. Secondly, there is another bad news to tell everyone. Our enemies may not only be the underground royal court, but also people from the Jishihui. You may not know I know the Jishihui, but as long as we know that the Jishihui is an organization that is not much weaker than the underground royal court, we can roughly guess its strength. Therefore, our current situation is very dangerous. Our first task is not revenge, but self-protection. Do you understand?"
"Understood." Many people who heard the name Jishihui for the first time were shocked.
"Tank, go and tell the brothers what I mean, no matter what choice they make, I will understand them." Liu Wei'an said to Tan Tan.
"I understand." Tank cupped his fists and went out. The more than 30 brothers had too big a goal, so they didn't come to rent out the house.
"Follow me, the lion." Liu Weian and the lion talked about something in a separate room. The others didn't know. Anyway, when they saw the lion coming out, they left with the spider and the hairy monkey and never came back. . Afterwards, Liu Wei'an and Fang Xiaoyuan talked for half an hour, and then called Zhao Hanqing in.
"First of all, I want to apologize to you. Because of our affairs, you have been dragged into this dangerous situation. I don't know if you have been noticed by Ji Shihui. If you have, how much attention has been paid to you? I know." Liu Wei'an looked at Zhao Hanqing's flawless face, her oval face, the experience of a day and night made her a little haggard, and there was a layer of tenderness on her strong face, which made people involuntarily feel protective desire.
"One fact I have to admit is that I am still very weak, and anyone can suppress me and kill me at will. Now I solemnly ask your opinion, should you come with us or leave alone?"
"Following you...will it protect my safety?" Zhao Hanqing was very calm.
"I can't guarantee it. But—" Liu Wei'an said firmly, "I will do my best."
"I'll follow you." Zhao Hanqing said it naturally without any hesitation.
"Don't you need to think about it?" Liu Weian was stunned for a moment when she was so direct.
"I don't have any relatives anymore, so it's the same for me wherever I go." Zhao Hanqing smiled indifferently, "However, you have to promise me one condition, get me a medical laboratory. At that time, I will focus on the impact of nuclear radiation on living things, if possible, bring me some living things, preferably alive."
"I promise." Liu Weian solemnly promised.
Tank came back and told Liu Wei'an that none of the more than 30 members chose to leave, and all of them stayed. After Liu Wei'an heard this, a faint smile appeared on his face, and then he talked with Tank and Alai for more than an hour. Alai and Tank left with more than 30 members, and no one knew where they went.
"Do you still want to talk to me?" Huang Yueyue looked at Liu Wei'an nervously, "Let me tell you first, I won't leave."
"It's over, there's no need to talk about it." After Liu Weian arranged everything, his heavy heart relaxed a bit, and his face was not as gloomy as before.
"Why did they all talk about it, but not when it comes to me?" Huang Yueyue was a little jealous.
"Because they are all leaving, you follow me, so naturally there is no need to talk about it." Liu Wei'an said with a smile.
"Ah—" The little girl's face changed quickly, and it turned into surprise in the blink of an eye, with a bit of shyness, "Where are we going?"
"I'll take you home." Liu Wei'an said.
"I'm not going back." Huang Yueyue's expression changed immediately, and her tone was stiff.
"It's too dangerous here, we have to go back." Liu Weian said indifferently, "Because of the influence of the 'Father of Bombs' and the Shanying bomber, the strength of the Jishihui will inevitably be diverted, and this is the best time for us to leave. "
"But I don't want to go back." Huang Yueyue pouted, feeling aggrieved.
"If you don't go back, I can't guarantee your safety, and—" Liu Wei'an paused, "After I go back, I also want you to do me a favor."
"What's the matter?" Huang Yueyue asked curiously, her attention was immediately diverted.
"Your Huang family runs a lot of businesses, I want to arrange a few people to go in and exercise." Liu Wei'an pointed to the four of Fang Xiaoyuan, "That's them."
"Oh, this is no problem." Huang Yueyue immediately said, "Sister Fang is so kind to me, even if you don't tell me, I will help."
"Thank you then."
At dawn, a private suspension car landed at Xinfeng City Station. Liu Wei'an stepped out of the car and took a deep breath. Looking at this bustling city, he felt as if he was in another world.