Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Qiu Tong looked at Song Yan in surprise and asked, “Why are you here?”

Ke Le and Song Yan’s eyes met. They both knew that they needed to seize this opportunity. Taking advantage of the refugees’ moment of confusion, they gestured for their men to surround the refugees and separate them, before attacking them one by one.

The situation in the villa immediately turned chaotic. Tables, chairs and sofas were destroyed in the fight. Goose feathers and cotton-like items floated in the air, blocking the view.

A knife-wielding refugee wanted to attack Qiu Tong from behind. Song Yan saw the dangerous situation from the corner of his eye. He propped himself onto the coffee table and leaped over. He kicked away the knife and grabbed Qiu Tong’s wrist, pulling her to a safe corner. He asked in a low voice, “Are you alright?”

Qiu Tong shook her head and tore off a long strip from the bottom of her T-shirt to wrap around her injured arm.

“Shao An said that you won’t be here until two weeks later. Why are you here early?”

Song Yan avoided her gaze and replied in a perfunctory tone, “I knew that there might be a riot in the city. I was worried about you and the children, so I came back to take a look. I didn’t really expect this…”

Qiu Tong raised her eyebrows in surprise. She looked at the side of Song Yan’s face and was about to say something to thank him when she saw a few refugees charging at them.

“These refugees came from the neighboring city and have been forced into a corner. They are not afraid of death at all.”

“You have to be careful! They have no qualms, so they are not afraid of being injured when they attack. They might even fight us to their death…”

Qiu Tong had lived in the post-apocalyptic era before. She knew better than anyone else the mentality of refugees, so she did not dare to be careless.

The mercenaries and Song Yan’s men were all elites, but the refugees outnumbered them. They were exhausted and seemed unable to hold on for much longer.

The leader of the refugees could see that they were lacking in stamina. He immediately shouted, “Defeat them and we won’t have to starve anymore!”

These words were like a stimulant. The refugees counterattacked with intense desire. Qiu Tong and Song Yan retreated to the bedroom door and gritted their teeth as they fought.



At the airport in S City, Jin Yang’s helicopter landed. Mayor Shen came to welcome it personally.

When his assistant received the news, he rushed to Mayor Shen’s side with a panicked expression, wanting to whisper to him and explain the situation.

Jin Yang tidied his clothes and looked up at him coldly. “Let me hear what you have to say.”

“Mr. President, Mayor Shen, there’s a riot in the affluent villa district. The situation is unknown now, but it’s said that the entire district had a power outage and lost contact with the outside half an hour ago. It looks like the situation is not good…”

Jin Yang thought of Qiu Tong and immediately glared at Mayor Shen. “Didn’t you promise me over the phone that everything is under control?”

“What’s going on?”

Jin Yang reprimanded in a raised voice. Mayor Shen was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. “Mr. President, the emotions of the refugees are uncontrollable!”

“Dispatch a team of police officers over right now. I’ll personally lead them to the district as reinforcements.”

Jin Yang gave his commands. Mayor Shen opened his mouth to refute, but he noticed the ruthlessness in Jin Yang’s eyes and realized his order was indisputable. He hurriedly nodded and made the arrangements.

10 minutes later, Jin Yang arrived at the villa compound with a large group of police officers. He rushed to the outside of Qiu Tong’s villa, but through the broken glass, he saw Qiu Tong and Song Yan together. He was just about to gesture at the police officers to charge in, but he suddenly froze and his hand hung in mid-air for a long time.

Why were they here together?!