Chapter 19: Pathfinder Squad

Chapter 19 Pathfinder Squad
Everyone talked, clamoring.
Bai Youwei quietly observed the glasses man and saw boredom and contempt in his eyebrows. Presumably this man was helpless, in order to survive, he had to count on this group of vulgar and selfish people.
Bai Youwei turned his face and gave Shen Mo a look, as if to say: Look, I said that this group of people is not reliable.
Shen Mo smiled lightly and did not comment.
The so-called consultation meeting gradually changed its flavor. At first, it was still a discussion, but then a group of people complained to each other. If it were n’t for the glasses guy, he would come out to ease from time to time, I ’m afraid it would really make a noise.
At this time, the room suddenly became dark!
The timid cries first.
Then someone scolded: "What's it called! Just trip, don't scare yourself!"
After a while, his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and everyone left the restaurant in a hurry. The glasses man called out two people to check the switch.
Without electricity, everyone waits outside and has nothing to do.
Bai Youwei looked up at the moon and stars in the sky. The vast sky enveloped the earth, quiet and vast, and the people in the night seemed extremely small.
The dark night seems to contain the power of mystery. It has always been heart-wrenching for a long time.
The crowd was restless.
The glasses guy who came back told everyone that there was no problem with the switch, but the entire service area was cut off. Perhaps the water will be cut off soon.
The atmosphere suddenly became low and depressed.
Bai Youwei feels that these people are really not saved, except for the spectacled man, none of them have any ideas.
"I said ..." An old man in the crowd hesitated, "Otherwise, everyone will find a way to go?"
The person next to me said: "Teacher Cheng, haven't we always been thinking of a way to go? You are talking nonsense."
The old man, called Teacher Cheng, is about sixty years old. His temples are white. His thin body is wearing an old-fashioned denim shirt with a slight spine on his back. He looks very unremarkable.
After he was satirized, an old face suffocated into a red sauce, Zhiwu said: "I mean ... don't drive, just go like this. The reason we are trapped here is not because the road is blocked and the car doesn't drive In the past? "
The old man reached out and gestured, "We can do this in groups of two, every 10 minutes, so that we can largely avoid becoming dolls ..."
"Teacher Cheng, please don't mess up, how do you go without driving? We have so many people, we have toweds, and there is a lot of luggage. Do you want us to go to Yangzhou by two legs?"
"Yeah, you don't work on the paper."
Everyone, you say one thing to me, the complaint is getting louder and louder, and it seems that the grievance of power outage will also be vented on the old man.
The spectacled man was silent in the crowd, and he chose to ignore the old man's eyes for help. Perhaps he also thinks the old man's words make sense, but at this time, what is his obligation to help others share the anger?
Survival pressure has accumulated for a long time, and some people must become the target of group venting.
Bai Youwei didn't want to go to the muddy water, and said to Shen Mo silently, "Let's go."
Shen Mo stood still.
She gently pulled him down, and as a result he took two steps forward, and said to the people who complained: "Everyone be quiet ..."
Bai Youwei immediately wanted to roll her eyes!
Everyone looked forward.
She and Shen Mo became the focus of sight at once, and it felt like being stared at by a group of starving ghosts, which was scary.
But Shen Mo didn't even move his eyebrows.
He calmly said: "It seems that a car is coming."
People muttered.
As soon as the voice stopped, the sounds in the air became particularly clear.
The faint roar from far and near, at first it was like the wind, close to it, the sound of the wheels rolling on the road was squeaky, clear and distinct.
Finally, a big car drove into the service area in the dark, and the bright headlights shone directly on people—
brake.
Stop steady.
Several well-equipped young men jumped out of the car, and one of them whistled and said, "Hey, what's wrong with this? What are all the pestles doing outside?"
(End of this chapter)