Chapter 342 Quagmire
A huge moon jumped out of the dark clouds and slowly rose outside the window.
The moonlight poured in like the tide rushing toward the shore. The whole factory was shrouded in the cold moonlight. The shadow of the window pane was projected on Bifang's face. He sat in silence, looking up towards the moonlight.
Although it was beautiful, he would rather the moon continue to sleep than it is now.
The moonlight would reveal more traces.
"call……"
Matthew swallowed, his breathing became a little heavy, but he quickly held it in. He looked around, even out the window.
The whole city was in darkness, with no lights or fires, and only he and Bifang were left.
Matthew felt very strange. He thought that his news would shock Bifang, or at least he should have some reaction. But the serious look on his face even made him think that the two people had come back again .
Bifang's sudden silence made Matthew at a loss as to what to say next. It was as if he had told a joke but he was the only one laughing. The atmosphere suddenly became cold.
Matthew didn't dare to speak anymore, or even breathe hard. At this moment, there was a silence in the factory that no one dared to break.
Only in the live broadcast room, unlike the cold factory, there was almost a roar of noise.
[Is it true? Selling...people? ]
【Unexpected, but reasonable. 】
【Where are you, O. Henry? 】
[I was so scared that my little brother shrank back. ]
Wang Xiaocong, who has not appeared on stage for a long time and has been busy with exams, finally found time to watch Fang Shen's live broadcast again today, but he never expected to learn such explosive news.
He suddenly patted Kong Chao's shoulder and said, "Hey, do you think what he said is true?"
Kong Chao's expression was not natural, and he was obviously shocked by the news: "It should be true. Since the other party knows Fang Shen, it is unlikely that he is making a fuss..."
The two looked at each other and suddenly fell silent.
…
"What if this is true?"
Cao Lifeng kept repeating one sentence in the dormitory, feeling both terrified and overwhelmed in his heart, as if he had already seen the scene of Bifang killing everyone.
Even his roommates are like this.
…
“Does such a thing really exist?”
Inside the greenhouse, Etienne looked back at his father Elwan. He still couldn't believe that such a thing could actually happen in real life, right in front of him, just across a screen.
Elwan, who was looking after a new batch of rare birds, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and carefully put the migratory birds back into the straw nest. He was also shocked by the news, but after all, he had eaten more salt than Etienne had eaten rice, so he quickly came to his senses.
Is this strange?
Strange, because it’s horrifying enough, what happens to the people who are taken away as “cargo”?
What can men provide? Healthy organs, hard labor in mines, and even consumables for games. Everything that has appeared in movies has existed in reality.
Not to mention women.
But it's not surprising at all. It's almost inevitable that such a thing would happen in an abandoned city. There is no such thing as sudden occurrence or coincidence.
The only coincidence is that Matthew saw this happen and revealed it to the audience.
Étienne was so shocked by his father's affirmative answer that he was speechless.
Erwan smiled and patted his son's head: "In short, just trust Bifang. He always has a way, right?"
…
Bifang remained calm because he knew this kind of thing would happen and he was even mentally prepared. After so many adventures, Bifang had developed a strong mentality. He could even guess why Matthew came to find him.
After a long silence, Matthew finally couldn't help it. He took out the camera from his backpack and whispered, "I have photos. I took photos. You can see them..."
Bifang was unexpectedly calm. He did not pick up the camera. Instead, he looked at Matthew and asked, "You should go to the local government for this kind of thing, even if it's the rebels. In short, you shouldn't come to me. I'm just one person!"
"I know! Of course I looked for it, but, but..."
Matthew suddenly became anxious. He had tried before. He had tried it before his phone was lost. He asked his companions to contact the official Abasogang, but the result was predictable.
The Eastern Front was in a state of panic, with all the troops seemingly stuck in a quagmire.
They simply don't have the energy to deal with a local gang. Even if something outrageous is happening there, it will take two days to get the news.
How can I wait for two days?
Can't wait even a day!
"I overheard that they would send this group of people out in three days. Now one day has passed, and we only have two days left!"
Seeing that Bifang didn't react at all, Matthew dropped even more shocking news.
"Wait, you overheard that? How did you overhear that?"
Bifang suddenly interrupted the other party and grasped a key point.
"Just...just sneaked in like that..." Matthew was stunned, not knowing why Bifang asked this, "Their defense was not very strict, or there was no defense at all, there were only a dozen people, and they were drinking together when I went there, and I secretly found an opportunity to slip in..."
Bifang's mouth twitched: "Is this... like this?"
The netizens were also confused. Is it really that simple?
[Damn, why do I feel like these people are not reliable at all?]
[Yes, I feel there is a chance, go ahead, Fang Shen! ]
[It's decided to be you, Pikachu! ]
Bifang's index finger tapped the ground like a pendulum.
Da da da…
The two people who just appeared made Bifang think that this group of people were professionals and even had received professional military training. If that was the case, he would not agree to Matthew's request no matter what.
It’s not that I don’t want to, but I don’t want to die.
It is better to have less trouble than more, especially when it comes to foreigners, but it happened right in front of me after all.
It would be fine if he didn't see it, but since he saw it, Bifang suspected that if he remained indifferent, the audience would scold him to death, and he would never be able to become a top anchor in the future.
People don't care how many people are on the other side of you or how many guns they have. Most people will think: Can geese be saved? Can people not be saved?
Although the degree of danger is completely different, passers-by never care about this. People always like to collect firewood. As for whether the flame is burning correctly or whether it will burn themselves, it is never within their consideration.
Therefore, when Matthew said those words just now, Bifang felt a little dissatisfied.
But now looking at Matthew's description, this group of people seems like a mob. If we are careful, it is not impossible to deal with them.
But it is still very dangerous. If more than a dozen people all have guns, no, they must have guns.
Things are different abroad, especially in war-torn areas. We cannot have any luck in this regard and must be prepared for danger. Bifang still remembers the rocket launcher he used when he first arrived.
Wait, could that be the same group of people?
Bifang's thoughts came to a halt. In the past two days, he had not moved too far from the landing point. He basically stayed in the industrial area. All animals have a sense of territory, and so do humans. The same is true for the gangs that gather for this purpose.
In an empty city, the territory that a gang can occupy is quite large, and it is very likely that the people I met at the beginning were the same group of people!
Bifang narrowed his eyes, paused his index finger tapping the ground, and was about to say something when a sharp brake sound came from outside. Apparently a high-speed vehicle braked suddenly in front of the factory gate.
"Is there a car?" Matthew stood up and was about to go to the window to take a look. If there were victims, it would be best to drive them away to avoid being caught by the two men.
Bifang suddenly grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't go out. This isn't just a car, it's a convoy!"
