Although Wang Qiang doesn't care about power at all, he only cares about Jiang Yun, who is almost suffocating.
Now I announce the sharing of oxygen masks, in groups of three to five people. Everyone can support each other to overe difficulties, and now everyone can form teams freely. "Wang Qiang pulled off Lin He's oxygen mask, wiped his clothes, and then took it to Jiang Yun's face and leaned under Jiang Yun's nose.
After taking two or three breaths of oxygen, Jiang Yun's symptoms of hypoxia only eased. Wang Qiang brought two more breaths to Jiang Yuan and handed them over to Xie Ling and his wife. With Wang Qiang's example, everyone picked up oxygen tanks and masks from the guards on the ground, including Xu Fei. They used the oxygen provided by the masks to each other, but ultimately did not suffocate the living person.
Let's go now, everyone follow me. "Wang Qiang roared and walked forward first.
Xu Fei and his subordinates expressed gratitude to Wang Qiang one after another.
If the ruler regards people as worthless, then the minister regards the ruler as powerful and hostile. Wang Qiang has had a lot of feelings lately when reading "Mencius", and it seems that what the great sages have said is truly an eternal iron law.
Under Wang Qiang's organization, everyone supported each other and walked a long five mile journey. When the oxygen ran out, they finally reached the end of the tunnel, in front of a stone wall.
Looking at the iron hard stone wall, the people behind Wang Qiang were instantly drained of their energy and energy.
The oxygen has been depleted, who has the strength to dig open such a huge stone wall? Is fate like this, heaven wants people to die?
No, it shouldn't be a stone wall here! "Murmured Lin He, covering his face with a look of despair.
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