The tensed muscles completely tore the hole-riddled rainproof canvas into pieces.

The seven or eight "staples" fastened to the wound on his chest also flew out one after another.

But before the heart was squeezed out of the wound, he finally lifted the dozens of tons of reinforced concrete and precious few tens of centimeters so that the villagers could pull the pregnant woman out.

A tall and tall villager with hair hanging down like a wild man hugged the pregnant woman tightly and expressed his gratitude to Meng Chao in tears.

Su Mulian looked at the spreading blood on Meng Chao's chest in surprise, and reached out to touch it: "Are you injured?"

"It's a small injury, we'll talk about it later."

Meng Chao held her hand, listened carefully to the movements of the other four former members of the Death Squadron above his head, and said quickly, "Your grandfather was killed, and the other party's next target is you. For the safety of the Leprosy Village, and of course for so many things."

For the safety of the villagers, you cannot continue to stay with them, you must leave with me, do you understand?"

Su Mulian's eyes widened and she lost control of her emotions for a moment.

But in the next moment, she regained her expression of half compassion and half indifference, and just nodded and said: "I understand, I'll go with you."

"That's good."

Although I don't understand how Miss Mulian can be so calm, it would be best if she is willing to cooperate. Meng Chao breathed a sigh of relief and said to the surrounding villagers, "Everyone escape separately. Don't gather together, let alone follow Miss Mulian."
Chapter completed!