"Is there any place available?" Qiu Xuening next to him lit up.

She called Jiang Zuo before, mainly because she wanted to help Jiang Zuo.

After all, she has no relatives in Nanyang City. She came to Nanyang City to perform a mission.

It just so happens that Jiang Zuo's game is very much to her taste, Jiang Zuo and her can also be considered to be able to chat.

Qiu Xuening is very optimistic about the prospects of Cell Online, and is still waiting for the day when it will be promoted to the whole country. Perhaps it was Aiwu and Wu, or perhaps because he didn't want the cell online to fall in the bud, Qiu Xuening wanted to help Jiang Zuo get a place.

But Qiu Xuening is not that kind of willful person, and her friendship with Jiang Zuo hasn't reached the point where it is necessary to help.

She had nothing to do when she was evacuating. She remembered Jiang Zuo, who had a relationship with her, and talked to Lu Wu casually. If there is an extra place, she should reserve one for her. She has a friend who needs it.

In fact, this situation is normal. It's rare to see the situation like that between two ribs and death from birth to death. More often, it is this kind of care. It’s no good for me to help or not, but if I see the other person pleasing to the eye, I will help me, and I can choose to ignore it if I see the other person pleasing to the eye or don’t know him.

The so-called help of nobles is almost the case. Being at different levels, sometimes it's just a matter of casual words. But just this casual sentence may be able to change a person's destiny.

If Jiang Zuo didn't meet Shu Ran, and if Jiang Zuo didn't have a huge amount of helium bowl ethyl titanium as support, then Qiu Xuening might be able to determine whether Jiang Zuo was alive or dead in this blood wave.

"The rest of the quota can only be evacuated in the second batch. Unless the immediate family members, otherwise the first batch can not be evacuated." Lu Wu said, handing an envelope to Qiu Xuening casually, "In this envelope is The pass to the air-raid shelter tells him that he must enter with the pass, only the certificate does not recognize the person! It cannot be reissued, and if it is lost, he will not be held responsible."

"Okay, trouble Uncle Lu Wu." Qiu Xuening thanked him, holding the envelope containing the permit, and dialing Jiang Zuo's number.

Jiang Zuo in the hospital almost forgot about Qiu Xuening's call. He didn't expect Qiu Xuening to call again after an hour.

"Hey?"

"Jiang Zuo, listen. Send me your address now, and you will receive an envelope later. Don't ask anything. If, I mean, if you are in danger, remember, take it. This envelope, ran to the expressway around the city and handed the envelope to the people there."

"What?" Jiang Zuo frowned.

"Don't ask anything, and don't need to know. Tell me your address."

Jiang Zuoruo is an ordinary person, and he is absolutely confused at this moment. But fortunately, Jiang Zuo knew about the existence of the blood tide, and also knew the identity of Qiu Xuening.

Connecting the two, think about it a little bit, Jiang Zuo wants to understand the whole story.

It is estimated that the CDC started a secret evacuation, and Qiu Xuening got himself a place for evacuation.

To say that this CDC is also very good, the secret evacuation is not leaking, and I didn't even notice it.

But having said that, why did Qiu Xuening prepare a quota for me? Are we familiar?

And I don’t need this quota.

Having said that, Jiang Zuo must have the key to this thought, and Jiang Zuo must also write down this affection.

"Okay, I'm on the 17th floor of the First Hospital." Jiang Zuo reported his position.

"Are you hospitalized? Wait, on the 17th floor? Isn't that the ward of the **** death patient?" Qiu Xuening blurted out subconsciously, "Are you suffering from **** death?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zuo nodded and admitted.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, Qiu Xuening did not expect Jiang Zuo to be infected with blood death.

The life of a bloodshot patient is destined to not be long. Is it worth giving a precious quota to a person who is short of time?

In the next second, Qiu Xuening said: "Okay, you are waiting in your ward, I will send someone to give you the envelope."

It doesn't matter if it is worth or not. In the eyes of ordinary people, this quota is extremely important and requires a lot of consideration, but in the eyes of Qiu Xuening's level, it is just a quota, and it is given to everyone.

Sometimes, it's really just a sentence.

After hanging up the phone, within twenty minutes, Dong Yan knocked on the door of the ward and handed a dark gray envelope to Jiang Zuo, saying that it was a letter written to him by a relative of Jiang Zuo.

After receiving the envelope, Jiang Zuo opened it and saw that there was a blank card inside.

There is no mark on the card, no words related to "blood tide, token", it is so ordinary, it may not be picked up when it falls on the ground.

"It seems that the Center for Disease Control and Prevention has started to move. Is the confidentiality work well done." Jiang Zuo took the card to play for a moment, and put it into his pocket.

This card is temporarily not available to Jiang Zuo, but maybe it will come in handy. If you keep it for now, it's a way to save yourself.

"I don't know what role the CDC will play in the blood wave." Jiang Zuo said to himself, "The judges must have killed the Deadpool in Incomplete City. It seems that they did not kill Deadpool. Prepare. Then what are they doing in Nanyang City? Just to protect some important people?"

Jiang Zuo shook his head. He felt that the purpose of the CDC would not be that simple.

Using dozens of judges to protect important people is too extravagant, and it is estimated that the royal family will not be able to enjoy this kind of treatment.

The most likely scenario is that protecting important people is only incidental. The dozens of judges in the CDC will definitely play an important role in the blood wave.

Suddenly, Jiang Zuo thought of what happened in the swimming pool last time. Last time in the pool, in addition to the clown and the CDC, there was also a faction that Jiang Zuo hadn't seen before.

That faction seems...can control Deadpool!

Is the mission of the CDC to deal with Shengren in the blood?

Jiang Zuo currently has very little information, and he can only infer the situation that may be encountered next from the incomplete information.

On the other side of Nanyang City, in the endless dense forest, the white snow covered the forest into a white ocean.

In the deepest part of the forest, under the white camouflage, the roar of Shengren's treatment hospital became more and more loud.

In the basement of the treatment hospital, in the dark passage, a group of judges wearing treatment hospital clothes walked silently in the darkness, toward the iron gate at the deepest part of the passage.

The heavy iron door slowly opened. Behind the iron door was an iron seat made of cement and black iron.

On the seat, there was a sad-looking...Dead waiter who smelled of pitch-black blood.

"Blood...the tide...coming?" The Deadpool in the seat slowly spoke, intermittently speaking with his hoarse voice.

A row of judges knelt down all together, and the leader was the 21st-level judge who had descended from the air.

The 21st-level judge replied respectfully: "Back to my king, the blood is coming."

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