The Calm Before the Storm

"Stop."

Qing Chen halted in the shadow of a building, and everyone behind him stopped as well.

After several demonstrations, everyone had learned to follow his lead.

At that moment, someone in the group asked, "What's wrong, sir?"

Qing Chen turned around and saw an elderly man collapse from exhaustion. The old man pleaded, "Don't leave me behind. Please, take me with you!"

Qing Chen calmly looked at Chen Luwen's four bodyguards. "Have one of you carry him. If you can carry women, you can carry an old man. Rest briefly here, then keep moving."

The two female celebrities, Wang Wenwen and Zhou Jieyi, sat on the bodyguards' backs as though they had heard nothing.

Chen Luwen instinctively wanted to object, but wisely chose to keep quiet.

Without support from the Garrison Troops, without communications, and without transportation, he knew perfectly well that he could only rely on this young man giving orders.

Chen Luwen felt that if he had a vehicle heading somewhere secluded, he could easily break through the Rat Tide's blockade and reach the exit gate.

Unfortunately, 99.99% of the vehicles in the city were electric cars using wireless charging technology. Their batteries had pitifully small capacities, and with automakers cutting features left and right, they would be lucky to travel even one kilometer.

During the break, Qing Chen turned back and asked, "Is anyone among you named Yang Naixin or Yuan Gong?"

The refugees exchanged looks, having no idea why he was looking for those two people.

Only Zhang Mengqian knew that his boss wanted to find the widow of Yuan Yang, the neurotoxin expert.

Failing to reach that building and search for clues was his boss's greatest regret right now.

Qing Chen repeated, "If anyone is named Yang Naixin or Yuan Gong, step forward with