He Jiaming followed Situ Qinglang and the two chose to go forward on a fork in the road.

The unbuilt subway was just a rough underground passage. In addition, after an earthquake, it was no longer the same. It was covered with gravel and soil chips, with a pungent smell floating in the air, and there was a silence inside.

He Jiaming couldn't help but sneeze, and was already covered in dust before he could take two steps.

"What the hell am I here?" This is his N+1st time asking himself.

"Follow me, it's better not to be separated from me."

However, Situ Qinglang, the shameless person, still said such sarcastic words. He Jiaming spat and followed angrily.

Situ Qinglang walked carefully. He judged whether there were living people nearby based on his experience. However, every time they found rags or corners of their clothes, they cleaned up the stones pressed on them, and they always came to silence.

Most of the subway construction workers are no longer in appearance, either suffocating or falling rocks. Their bad luck is now so bloody that they cannot be recognized at all. He Jiaming's face is pale, and he really doesn't want to see this scene.

Situ Qinglang's tired face was full of grimness. When they encountered this situation, they could do nothing and could only mark it for the time being, and then look for the next search and rescue target in the hope that a miracle would happen.

The two of them went further and further away, and gradually they could no longer hear the sound of their teammates knocking on stones and digging things. Instead, the moisture became heavier and heavier, and the coolness mixed with wetness penetrated into the bone marrow.

He Jiaming didn't want to move forward any longer. In his opinion, it would be strange if there were living people in such a place, so he said, "Let's go back, don't mess around."

"No, we must at least search and rescue all of this below." Situ Qinglang refused toughly.

"Boss, can't you calculate your survival rate yourself? It's strange that someone can survive in such a ghost place! And this is underground. Don't you feel uncomfortable after waiting for a long time? Go away quickly and don't trap yourself in the end!"

He Jiaming didn't want to say such indifferent and ruthless words, but he knew very well that he could not make such a decision with a clear and clear person.

Qinglang is a soldier, He Jiaming is not. He is a young master of a wealthy family, and he is not Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering. He has done his best to achieve this step. He only wants to go out now and does not want to stay here for a second.

"Don't you think it's wrong to say this in a place? Don't forget why they were buried under this!"

"Why are all OK, it's not for me anyway." He Jiaming pulled him out, "Hurry up! My right eye kept twitching today, I have done everything I should do, let's hurry up-"

Situ Qinglang suddenly shook him away: "If you want to leave, you will go, I will continue to search and rescue, you can go back first."

"Your uncle's-" He Jiaming wanted to beat him up, if it weren't for knowing that he was not the opponent of the Jianjiazi in front of him, "Didn't you let me come this morning?"

"I think you are too idle. Don't you want to be a volunteer?" Situ Qinglang responded coldly.

During the quarrel, the two suddenly heard the sound of inaudible stones hitting, and "bang" twice, and in an instant, their voices became quiet.
Chapter completed!