Chapter 2528: Battle for the Cloak (Fifty-Eight)

Chapter 2502: The Battle for the Cape (Fifty-Eight)

The location of the fourth bomb was announced.

At first, Peter and Jason had no impression of this location until a big man found them on the lawn.

"Hey, it's you guys, remember me? I'm Carol."

Peter looked up and frowned at the face. He thought carefully and found his face in the depths of his memory. He said, "Are you Thompson's follower?"

"It's me." Carol nodded and said, "Thompson lives in this neighborhood now. I have to go see him. Do you want to come with me?"

Peter looked down at the location on the map he pointed to. That was the location of the fourth bomb, but it was not a very good neighborhood. It could even be said to be much more chaotic than the one they lived in.

"Didn't Thompson go to college?" Peter asked.

Carol shook his head and said, "His father committed a crime, and the whole family was implicated. He didn't get into college, and no professional team wanted him. He worked as a porter on Mason Street, and his little daughter is already three years old."

Peter and Jason both sighed, but didn't say anything. Peter looked at Jason and said, "We have to go over and see, we have to find a way to stop this disaster."

Jason looked around, and it was obvious that now was not the time for them to sit and wait for everything to return to the original state. It was more likely that if they continued to delay, everyone here would die.

Jason and Peter set off, but in fact, because the specific locations of several bombs were announced in advance, the people in that block had almost evacuated, but the two of them still found Thompson at the place mentioned by Carol.

After so many years, he is still very strong, and because of long-term physical labor, he has even become stronger than Jason now.

Seeing Peter and Jason coming over, he was stunned at first, then curled his lips and said, "I didn't expect you two are still alive."

"It's been so many years, and your mouth is still as stinky as before." Jason choked back mercilessly, but noticed that Thompson was loading goods onto the truck, and there were two skinny and sloppy people sitting inside the truck.

"This is my own car. I have to go around the street next door and send these people out." Thompson said briefly.

The group of people Thompson mentioned obviously refers to the two people sitting in his car, and judging from their size and appearance, they should be two homeless people.

There must be a lot of homeless people on the street where he lives, because the neighborhood is not very safe, and the police don't come here often, and many homeless people use this place as a base.

Some of them will watch the news and run away, but some are either addicted to drugs or old and weak, some don't know how to run at all, and some can't run even if they want to. Thompson seems to be using his moving car to transport these people out.

"How many times have you driven?" Peter asked.

"Five times, but there are a few troublemakers who have to go to the deep mountains and forests to set up tents." Thompson said with some disgust.

They didn't have that much time to recall their conflicting youth. After 20 years, when they met again, any past hatreds were not as urgent as the current situation.

"I'll go with you." Jason opened the door of the co-pilot seat and sat on it, and waved to Peter and said, "You go and check the road conditions ahead, Peter, call me if you have any questions."

Peter nodded and didn't want to get in the car. Thompson and Jason were the stronger ones who could move people, while he was thinner. After working as a researcher for so many years, it was difficult for him to help with heavy work.

"I didn't expect you to do this." In the car, Jason looked at Thompson who was driving. He obviously didn't have the vigor and vitality of his youth. The years had left too many marks on his face, which showed that he had not lived well these years.

"Someone has to do this. Are we going to let them die in there?" Thompson said with a snort from his nose: "I get angry when I see Peter Parker cowering. He will definitely be the first to run away when something happens."

"You are wrong. We came here from two blocks away. We plan to solve this problem completely. What about you?"

"Just you guys?" Thompson raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Jason, as if he didn't believe it at all.

"You saw it before, the guy called the clown was knocked down by a homeless man, which means he is not that strong, he just hid himself. As long as we can find him, all the trouble will be over."

"I really want to punch him." Thompson roared: "The day after tomorrow is my daughter's birthday, and she can't even celebrate it at home!"

"Then finish these things quickly, we can punch him each."

The car quickly drove to Thompson's target location, which was deep in a park. When walking from the square, you can see a few tents from a distance, but the tents are set up halfway up the mountain, and the two of them have to climb up the mountain.

Just as Thompson said, these psychopaths insisted on setting up tents in the wilderness. Fortunately, the park was some distance away from the bomb site, and the nearest location to escape from this range was only a few hundred meters away, so in fact, as long as they were found, they could get out with one foot on the accelerator.

But there were a few people who seemed to have never been online and had no idea about bombs. They thought Thompson and his team were police officers who came to demolish the house, and they were armed to fight them.

Thompson and Jason took a lot of effort to knock all the people out. One person carried one and dragged another, and got all four people into the car.

Because the locations of these bombs were leaked when the second bomb was placed, the more blocks ranked later, the more time they had to escape. When the car drove out, there was no one on the street.

Just when they were about to withdraw from the area, Peter's phone suddenly rang. He said anxiously on the phone: "No, don't take this road, Jason, let Thompson take a detour and drive out from the small road over there!"

"What's wrong? Peter, why can't we take the main road?"

"We are blocked here, here..."

Just when he said this, the phone was snatched away, and a strange high-pitched male voice came from the phone, "Why should we care about those damn homeless people? Only if they are killed, the subsequent bomb location will be announced. If not, If people are killed, we won't know where the bomb is!!!"

"Are you crazy? !" Thompson roared into the phone: "Are you going to let them be killed there? !"

"They are running slowly, what does it have to do with you? ! You are a nosy fool, you will kill more people! !"

"You are selfish..." Jason just said this, the car has already driven to the intersection of the main road, but there is no road here at all. The intersection is blocked by a pile of car wreckage, and a large group of people are standing outside the range and roaring towards this side.

"Don't come over! Leave them behind!! Otherwise we won't know where the bombs are hidden next time!!!"

"Why should we save them? They are obviously looking for death!"

"They are just a bunch of homeless people. What's wrong with letting them be blown up? They are all the cancer of society, a bunch of drug addicts who cheat and do all kinds of evil. Isn't it good for them to die?!"

Thompson was driving a small van, not a big truck. Facing the various truck wreckages blocking the front, he couldn't rush directly, but now there were only two minutes left.

Thompson was a local and knew how to get to the small road next to the block. But the bad thing was that there were locals among the group of people standing outside. When they saw Thompson's car turn around, they knew he wanted to take the small road, and immediately called a group of people to block the small road.

Fortunately, Thompson drove faster and arrived before the group of people. After the group of people arrived, they found that they couldn't make obstacles, so they simply blocked the middle of the road, making it impossible for the car to rush out with one foot on the accelerator.

Peter rushed into the crowd, trying to push them to get out of the way, but a strong man grabbed his neck and threw him out.

"Get out! Are you crazy? If no one dies here, where can we hide safely?! Do you want your family to be killed by a bomb hidden somewhere?!"

"There are living people in the car!!" Peter roared, "How can you watch them being blown up in front of you?!"

He got up and tried to stop the crowd again, but there were too many people on the other side, and he didn't know how to fight at all. He was beaten up by the strong man and two people. He could only lie on the ground with his hands on his head, screaming continuously.

The physical pain made Peter suffer, but what made him collapse was the mental torture. He began to think of how strong he was when he was sick. If only he could do it again, he could throw all these people out.

Jason felt a sense of fear and sadness when he looked at the people blocking the middle of the road, but it was not because they could ignore the death of their compatriots so coldly, but because he was understanding them.

According to the rules of the game set by the clown, the map will only be released after someone is killed in each round of the game. The location of the fifth bomb has been leaked, so it doesn't matter whether it is released or not.

But what if everyone survives this time and the subsequent maps are not released? But there are still five bombs that are unknown.

His original plan was to take his wife and children to his wife's family. They live in the suburbs, far away from here, and it should be safe, but what if?

If the location of the bomb is not announced, once it explodes, the surrounding four-kilometer area will all turn to ashes. What if it is his own home?

Thinking of his wife and children, Jason found himself hesitant, and he even had an urge to grab the steering wheel and step on the brakes.

Anyway, the group of homeless people gave up on themselves, and their life and death had nothing to do with this society. Why should they sacrifice the safety of their families for these self-destructive strangers?

Jason took a breath with some pain, and Thompson was obviously also in confusion. He was also a middle-aged man with concerns.

He went to save these people only because he was just a porter at the beginning. When he was moving goods in the streets, he was pointed by many homeless people who were familiar with the terrain. So after moving his family to a safe place, the first thing he thought of was to transport these people out.

At that time, there was at least more than an hour left, and he happened to have a car with spare space, so it was okay to go around the nearby blocks and save people.

But now, he had to choose between these homeless people and his beloved wife and daughter. Which one should he choose?

At the moment they were struggling, the car had rushed in front of the group of people who were blocking the road, and they obviously did not intend to give way.

At the critical moment, Thompson turned the steering wheel, and the truck rushed out, brushing the edges of the buildings on both sides of the street. The moment it flipped on the ground, there was a loud explosion behind it.