, it's a little too long.
Xia Zhiming took a deep breath of cigarette, then put the rest in the ashtray beside his hand and put it out, raised his hand and reached for the phone beside the computer.
Just when his fingertips were about to touch, the phone rang suddenly, making everyone stand up immediately, throw away their cigarettes, put on a hat with a protective mask, and look ready to go. Xia Zhiming picked up the receiver before it rang a second time: "Hello! Is it our turn?"
"Don't... ho" The voice of the person over there was hoarse, and it seemed to be very laborious to speak, almost angry, "Don't come out... ho!... Ten thousand... "
"Hello?!" Xia Zhiming jumped up, "What's going on?! What happened to you?!"
"Don't come out... There is a problem, those yào agents... We thought that those yào agents could be atomized as before, cough... At first, the fog disappeared quickly, everyone was very... very happy, thinking that the new yào The effect of the agent... very good... I decided to delay, ahem, save more people, and suddenly there was a bigger fog, all... useless... even the helicopter... destroyed... cough, cough, cough" the person said It was as if his strength was exhausted, and he gasped for two breaths, "Don't come out... I'm dead... all... dead—"
The voice has not fallen, and there is no breath.
"Boss!" After seeing Xia Zhiming's expression, everyone knew that something was wrong, and they asked, "What's wrong?!" "Something happened?" "What did you say over there?"
Xia Zhiming rushed out without a word, walked through the corridor, strode down the stairs, passed the lobby on the first floor, but stopped suddenly in front of the glass door leading to the outside.
The sound of footsteps behind him followed him downstairs, and the various back-up squads who were left in the Public Security Department gathered after hearing the movement. There could be hundreds of people in Wuyangyang.
They all gathered around to ask about the situation, but at the moment when they saw the scene outside the gate through the glass, they all fell silent.
white, sky white
Can't see anything but fog or fog...
The thick white fog, so thick that it was almost impossible to see, enveloped the world in a state that seemed to devour everything, like a huge, boundless cocoon that couldn't be broken free.
"Zi-"
A small, soft sound broke the dead silence. Xia Zhiming froze and listened for a while. He was at the forefront of the crowd and could hear it most clearly.
Following the sound, Xia Zhiming took two steps forward, squatted down next to the glass door, and stared at the place where the sound came out for a few seconds.
I saw that where the glass and the wall were connected, there were extremely fine bubbles on the edge, and occasionally a "sizzling" sound was heard, and a little faint smoke was raised, just like oil dripping into boiling water.
After Xia Zhiming understood it, he instantly widened his eyes and staggered backwards.
"Go back!" Xia Zhiming jumped up and turned around and waved his arms to disperse the crowd behind him, "Go back quickly, where's the captain?! Where are the captains of the various squads! Take them back to the office and stay there! This fog is so fucking evil that it can melt glass! cāo !"
Xia Zhiming stepped up to the third floor in three or two steps, rushed straight to an office, and crashed in without even knocking on the door: "Something happened.