Many accidents arrived unexpectedly when people were feeling happy.
Just as the camp was thriving, one night, while everyone was fast asleep, a group of people quietly broke in.
Three of the patrolmen were killed. The remaining one ran and shouted for his life, awakening everyone from their dreams and drawing the enemies' attention. That was how he narrowly escaped.
With 444 around, Su Qiao had practically woken up the moment someone began sneaking into the camp.
Although they still did not know who the enemies were, anyone who crept in secretly in the middle of the night was certainly up to no good.
She immediately woke Zhao Jingting. As she put on her clothes, she jumped out through the window.
Zhao Jingting quickly got dressed and followed her.
The two of them silently slipped into the room next door, where Uncle Ya and the others were staying, and woke Uncle Ya.
"Uncle Ya, follow the plan. Carry Qingyang east through the woods to that secluded cave we found earlier. He and I will check the situation first, then meet you there."
Uncle Ya glanced at Zhao Jingting. He had been somewhat unwilling at first, but when he thought of Qingyang, who was still sleeping soundly in his arms, he gritted his teeth and nodded firmly.
Host, stop wasting time and have them leave quickly. They should head behind this room. There's no one there, but people have infiltrated from the west and north.
"Take this. If you run into anyone, don't fight them head-on. Just scatter the powder."
Su Qiao quickly took two packets of medicinal powder from her cloth bag and stuffed them into Uncle Ya's hands. She then took out a small bottle, poured out two black pills, put one into Little Qingyang's mouth for him to