Xing Feng drove a truck and walked around this "ghost town" for a short time. He found no signs of personnel's activities, nor did he find any abnormalities.

From the time I set off before dawn in the morning, to now at around 6 pm, the death squad that had been running around for a day were all tired and hungry.

There was a 4-story building called "Red Pizza Shop in New York" on the side of the road. It looked very well preserved. Xing Feng parked his car at the door, took his backpack with everyone, got out of the car and walked outside the store.

"It's great here, my favorite of 50 years old pizza." Caesar looked at the name of the store and made a joke.

"I hope to find a few bottles of good wine in the old antique house." Although Gongna quit drinking, Xiangyang for fine wine has already penetrated into his bones.

"Come in, guys, let's spend the night here tonight." Barney waved at the door and strode into the store.

The outside of the pizza shop is American style, which looks the same as it is, but when I pushed open the broken glass door, the scene arrangement inside disappointed everyone who was looking forward to it.

The thick steel frame, square cement pillars, and there is not even a partition wall, just a basic frame body.

Seeing this scene, Xing Feng couldn't help but think of a word - red paint toilet.

A face that is worthy of being a good person!

However, even though you are disappointed, there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain, which is better than sleeping in the wilderness, and the death squads are all busy.

Install portable lighting, lay sleeping bags, organize supplies, set up alarm devices, turn on fire and heat food, etc.

However, when Barney and others finished their work, cooked food and got together, and ate food while chatting, they realized that one person was missing.

To be precise, Xing Feng is gone!

"Where are the madman?" Barney put down the canned beef sauce in his hand and scanned the members of the suicide squad.

Christmas, Caesar and others were all busy with their own affairs just now, but did not notice Xing Feng, and they shook their heads to express their unclearity.

But the next second, they all turned their heads in unison and looked at Maggie.

Xing Feng and Maggie were tired of being together all day long, and they had already formed an inherent thinking among the suicide squad.

"He just said he was a little tired, so he went upstairs to rest first." He was stared at by the five suicide squads with strange eyes. Maggie was mentally strong and had a little bit of a fever.

"He was injured today, so he can't eat." Barney handed over a pack of 500g of self-heating cooked food, "Take it and send it to the madman, and check his wounds by the way. He is still young, so don't leave any hidden dangers."

After hearing Barney's words, the rest of the Suicide Squad remembered that Xing Feng was injured in order to save Maggie today.

The injury is very harmful to the essence. It is normal for him to be a little tired now!

"Don't worry, I'm a little tired today and I won't go climbing the stairs."

"Yes, we are old, just sleep on the first floor."

"Go up quickly, don't let that kid wait too long, he will be lonely."

Hearing these inappropriate words with a serious expression, Maggie, who fought against five, had no choice but to retreat strategically.

Skip! Skip!

And in this heavy task, the "old bones" who finally found some small fun. Seeing Maggie running away in panic, they all laughed in their hearts.

...

Maggie followed the stairs to the second floor. The scene was like the ground floor, with an empty frame structure without any decorations.

However, on the corner of the wall to the west, there was a portable lamp hanging. Under the fluorescent white light, there was a piece of oil cloth, which contained Xing Feng's luggage and a large sleeping bag.

Hum? Where did the person go?

Maggie observed from side to side, but did not find Xing Feng, and was puzzled.

Just as I was about to call with the communication terminal, I found that there were some items neatly placed next to my backpack, which were the bulletproof vests and equipment under Xing Feng's coat.

"This stupid guy, I don't know how to rest when I'm tired, and I still run around." Without a communication terminal, I couldn't contact me, and I didn't see anyone. Maggie pursed her red lips and took out a flashlight to shine it on the ground.

In a room that has not been living in a person for decades, thick dust accumulates on the ground. When people walk by, they look like snow, leaving obvious shoe prints.

Following the clear shoe prints, Maggie came to the fourth floor all the way. Seeing that the shoe prints were still going up, she not only frowned her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows, but also accelerated her pace.

Soon, Maggie came to the rooftop, and a whirring night wind blew towards her, with a hint of coolness.

When she saw that she was wearing only a short-sleeved car by the rooftop, her hem was blown by the wind and a white bandage was exposed, her expression changed again and turned into anger.

"You stupid guy, you can't breathe new wounds, which will affect the speed of healing and bring the risk of infection. Don't you know? Get up quickly and follow me downstairs."

Xing Feng, who was busy with "big matters", heard the scolding coming from behind him, not only did he not get angry, but instead grinned.

Immediately afterwards, he got up and met him, but instead of obedient, he took Maggie's little hand and returned to his original position.

"I'm a little bit hurt, look at you nervous." Xing Feng comforted him softly and pointed at the pot in front of him with a smile, "Come on, have hot pot together, you're here just right, so I won't go down and call you."

The reason why Xing Feng secretly ran to the top of the building was that he specifically informed Maggie about where he was going in advance was that the person who came to the meeting would not be the old guys from the suicide squad.

As for why not ask everyone to be together, one thing is Xing Feng’s little thoughts - not wanting light bulbs, and more importantly, he is concern.

Take out cigars and gum like magic, which can be fooled. After all, it is still within the scope of acceptance, but this pulls out a pot, a large solid alcohol stove, and various fresh dishes.

This is a bit over!

Maggie was only concerned about Xing Feng at first, but she didn't notice what was on the ground. Now, when she heard Xing Feng say this, she immediately became stunned when she turned around and looked over.

When Xing Feng saw her pretty look with a little red lips opened because of surprise, he smiled proudly.

Half a ring passed!

"It turned out to be hot pot? And fresh vegetables? This... how is this possible?" Maggie, who came to her senses, still felt incredible when she looked at the items in front of her.

Although this is a portable set, she knows how big Xing Feng’s backpack is.

"Is it...there is all this in your backpack except for the sleeping bag?" After thinking about it, Maggie felt that this is the only possibility.

But guessing so, Maggie looked at Xing Feng more and more curious, and also had a heartfelt "sigh"—

Only when this mind is leaping with a set of hot pot tools and ingredients when performing life and death tasks, can a hot pot be scalded in a quiet place in the middle of the night.

Xing Feng did not answer Maggie's guess, but just smiled and blinked his right eye at her.
Chapter completed!