The car was moving forward quickly in front, and the convoy was moving forward in an orderly manner, not very fast or very slow.

The road is usually super high volcanic ash, and they need to keep moving forward.

But when he approached Washington, Si Fan felt something strange.

"Stop!" Si Fan roared loudly.

The entire team suddenly stopped, very uniformly, and the car ahead pushed forward for more than ten meters before it really stopped.

There is no way, he wants to consolidate the volcanic ash around him.

Si Fan brought clothes like chemical protection suits on the car to ensure that the volcanic ash would not make him covered in his body. Then he used electronic eyes to record and walked out of the car.

Another guy came down from behind.

This goods are Song Yang. During this period, he has been mobilizing his power to continuously transport nutrient solution to the world, and then transporting garbage to the super garbage factory using small cargo ships.

This is a super huge industry. Every day, the world can produce the corresponding garbage, which is amazing and needs to be solved.

The degradation of nature cannot meet the needs of humans, so the workload of super garbage disposal plants is very huge now, and there are also many transportation needs. Si Fan does not have to pay at all. The garbage disposal fees in developed countries make Song Yang eat a lot of oil.

I heard that Si Fan had made another move. Isn’t this time hiding again? But this time it was different. This guy just made him feel like he was present and gave his old man Song a name for being a good man, so he supported the United States in the name of Song Hai to recover from the disaster.

Of course, there will definitely be some people in China who are irrelevant, but this time the situation is special and these people are not calling loudly. This is a disaster for all mankind. Song Yang and the others have already done a good job of publicity to prevent harming their homes from the source.

This is just a matter of the great righteousness mentioned by ancient people.

Then everything is legitimate and everything goes smoothly. Anyway, you are a bad person when you fight you, and bad people on the surface generally have no good ending.

Especially this kind of life and death that all mankind share, otherwise how could it be said that superheroes in the world save the earth? They are fundamentally correct, and whatever you say is a negative character.

When doing what he is now, Song Yang followed him. At other times, he was really not very popular next to Si Fan. This guy is now a troublesome guy.

"What's wrong?" Song Yang also changed into a set of clothes that looked like an astronaut and followed Si Fan with a bitter face. In front were two Terminators holding guns, and a group of people behind were watching nervously.

There is no public security in cities today, and the rules of the jungle are respected.

Si Fan looked ahead carefully and said to a sentence without saying: "I found a small cave in front, but it has collapsed a little. It seems that who drove in, and I don't know where it came from. I guess this is a modified pickup truck and rushed directly to Washington."

After hearing the news, Song Yang became miserable and he looked at Si Fan.

"Then can I not go?" He gave up.

"Oh, no matter who they are, our current armed forces are enough. If you go back yourself..." Si Fan didn't say much, just looked back.

The road behind me has been blocked a lot. The softness of the volcanic ash is all tiny particles. If you walk back, you will be looking for death.

Song Yang understood at a glance, looked at the back reluctantly, and then looked at the mouse hole in front. There was already a collapsed place, but some places might still collapse, and you could see the holes one by one.

What else can't be seen? One must be a group of people who are obsessed with interests. Seeing that the city is suffering, people have long retreated and want to go back and get a vote.

They went to the city to take away property that others had not taken away.

This disaster was a big deal, but there were proposals and prevention in advance. The valuables in ordinary cities had been taken away long ago, but there were things that could not be taken away in the end. These goods were for these things.

Si Fan could tell at a glance.

His mouth twitched, and a hint of sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, this time I'm in Washington, I don't seem to be lonely. I hope you can make any trouble." Si Fan carefully checked and determined how many of these people were.

It seems that there are about two models of cars in the past, a large pickup truck that opens the road, and the ones that follow are probably several slightly smaller cars.

Without cars, that thing can't be walked on this road now. It's just big guys, and they can't all go along the same route, so they can judge it almost the same.

This wave of people has not quarreled with twenty people, but he doesn't know how many people there are ahead. After many acid rains here in Washington, many traces have disappeared, and the ash is muddy. When we continue walking forward, the road is no longer so easy to walk, and it is often stuck together, and the driving power of the front car is quite large.

Si Fan followed closely behind, and after opening the road, he had to widen the road, and then the vehicles behind him were driving.

This speed is not fast.

But when I walked more than 20 kilometers, I encountered something interesting.

Si Fan encountered a vehicle on the road.

You should know that the road was cleaned three times in the car to ensure that there were no vehicles that could be rebuilt quickly after the disaster, and then retreat.

In other words, there should be no cars here. Now that there are cars, they are definitely those who want to steal chickens.

When encountering a vehicle, Si Fan certainly needs to take a look.

This guy's car is an ordinary pickup truck, covered with volcanic ash, and it has been stuck. A lot of time has passed. The main reason for the car is that it is impregnated by fine volcanic ash into the car, and the exhaust pipe is blocked by the way.

In the end, it really couldn't be opened.

The car probably broke down while driving, and it was still raining. There was no need to worry about the amount of volcanic ash. When it rained, it was flowing mudslides, all of which were stuffed tightly.

The man was not dead, probably because he was rescued.

That is, after looking at the car, he didn't care and directly let the train hit the side of the road, so as not to block the road in the future and continue moving forward.

In front is the capital of the United States.

Washington.

This is neither bustling New York nor romantic Seattle.

But this is the brain of the United States. The Capitol Hill of this country is here, in this city.

Washington, a great man, a city named after the founding great man. Looking into the distance.
Chapter completed!