I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 136 Silence

"Train!! The train to Aurora City!"

"They already knew the situation in Districts 2 and 4! They knew District 3 was hopeless, so they wanted to sneak away to Aurora City!"

"How could this happen... How could this happen?! Aurora City gave up on us?!"

"Why is there only one car here?!"

"Don't you understand? From the beginning, these law enforcers didn't want to take us with them! We are abandoned victims!"

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die... I want to get on the train! I want to get on the train!"

"Don't squeeze, I can't breathe anymore..."

"..."

The crowd crowded around the station, exclaiming, cursing, and cries for help one after another, and the scene was completely chaotic.

Bang——!

A gunshot pierced the night sky.

"Whoever dares to take another step forward, I will kill him!" A law enforcer carried a huge package, pointed his gun at the sky, and spoke viciously.

At this moment, the law enforcers on the platform were dumbfounded. They had never thought that things would develop like this... They could only rely on the guns in their hands to constantly threaten the people in front, but under the crowd behind them, they kept moving forward.

"Brother Jing, what should we do now?" A law enforcer kept retreating, and his hand holding the gun began to tremble, "If this continues, they will really rush onto the car."

The law enforcer known as Brother Jing had bloodshot eyes. He looked at the crowded people, and madness appeared in his eyes!

"... Shoot!"

"We are law enforcers, do we really have to shoot and kill civilians??"

"Even if we don't shoot, do you think they can survive?!" Brother Jing roared, "The gray worlds meet, and disasters come. They will die sooner or later! But if they block our way, let them die earlier!"

Roar——! !

A roar like thunder came from the street not far away, followed by a scream of terror. In the flowing mist, a vague giant shadow could be seen, shuttling through the streets.

"The disaster in District 4 has entered District 3!"

"It's nearby!! Hurry! Get on the bus!"

"I don't want to die... I want to go to Aurora City! I want to go to Aurora City!"

"..."

The fear of the coming of the disaster completely ignited the madness of the people. They rushed to the platform in a swarm. At the same time, the pupils of Jing Ge and others on the platform suddenly contracted!

Bang--! !

Another gunshot sounded, but this time, it was no longer fired into the sky.

The old woman who rushed to the front had her eyebrows exploded and fell to the ground. Soon more people stepped over her body and rushed forward. Then, dense gunshots sounded at the same time.

Gunpowder splashed, bullets whistled,

Under more than 20 guns, a large number of people fell to the ground like straw, and the scarlet blood was like a flowing red carpet, spread on the desperate and cold steps.

Bullets shattered the kerosene lamps in people's hands, and the flames poured on the ground, rapidly expanding under the spread of kerosene. Shrill howls came from the sea of ​​fire, igniting one figure after another.

This was a one-sided massacre. Under the dark night, justice was no longer justice. Blood and fire replaced duties and support, becoming the only melody under despair.

"Dad! Hold on to me!"

Zhao Yi and Uncle Zhao were squeezed in the crowd, frantically pushing away the crowd, trying to leave this place of right and wrong.

Since seeing that this place was surrounded by the crowd, Zhao Yi and Uncle Zhao gave up the plan to get on the car, but before they turned around, the crowd rushing up from behind directly squeezed them forward.

In this crowded wave, Zhao Yi tried his best to swim out, but no matter how hard he tried, more and more people appeared in front of him, pushing him forward.

Their madness, their fear, their despair, and the pairs of struggling hands raised high, were like the ghosts of all living beings struggling to cross the oil pan in hell... and the only thing Zhao Yi could do was to grab his father's hand and never let go.

Zhao Yi's stubbornness and indomitable spirit were displayed to the extreme at this moment. In this endless wave, he did not despair, but pushed the crowd around with force, his face was hideous.

At the same time, there was another figure, facing the crowd, madly squeezing towards the platform.

"Get out of the way... Everyone, get out of the way!!!"

Zuo Tong protected the package with one hand and held the gun with the other, and roared angrily in the crowd:

"I have a quota! I can enter Aurora City!! Whoever stops me! I will kill him!!"

After the voice fell, he aimed directly at the back of the head of the person in front of him and pulled the trigger. With a gunshot, a cloud of blood mist burst out of the man's head and he fell directly into the crowd.

The gunshots in the crowd scared the people around, but they couldn't get out of the way even if they wanted to. There were still a steady stream of people crowding here. Zuo Tong was trapped in the middle. Seeing those law enforcers rushing into the car one after another, his eyes suddenly turned red!

No... He shouldn't be left behind! He can't be left behind! !

"Die!! Die for me!"

Bang bang bang——!

Zuo Tong fired indiscriminately at the crowd in front of him. More and more figures fell to the ground, but he couldn't move forward much until he had used up all the magazines. He gritted his teeth, pulled out a short knife from his waist, and began to fight forward!

He gradually cut a bloody path in the crowd and squeezed forward with difficulty. In front of him was a young man who kept pushing the crowd against the current.

Zuo Tong pulled the knife out of the body of the person in front of him. The blade was already scarlet. Zhao Yi, who was coming forward, saw this scene and his pupils suddenly contracted!

He wanted to avoid this madman, but it was too late. Zuo Tong, who was bloodshot, took a step forward and stabbed Zhao Yi's body with the blade!

At this moment, a figure squeezed out from the side and took the initiative to hit Zuo Tong's knife without hesitation!

Puff——

"Dad!!!" Zhao Yi saw the figure with gray hair on his temples and his eyes were wide open!

Uncle Zhao opened his arms. He had been making breakfast for decades. The arms that had supported Zhao Yi's entire life were still strong. He hugged Zuo Tong in the crowd like steel, letting the blade with a cold glow sink into his body.

The knife in Zuo Tong's hand had been deeply inserted into Uncle Zhao's waist. The scarlet blood instantly dyed his clothes red, but Uncle Zhao still had no intention of letting go. He was like a nail in the surging crowd, standing still.

Because behind him was Zhao Yi.

After stabbing once, Zuo Tong tried to break free from Uncle Zhao's body and continue forward, but found that he still couldn't move at all. He didn't know why the old man in front of him hugged him. He only knew that he was about to miss the train to Aurora City...

"Old man! Are you looking for death?!" Zuo Tong gritted his teeth and roared angrily. He suddenly pulled out the dagger and stabbed Uncle Zhao again!

In the surging and noisy crowd, Uncle Zhao hugged him tightly, like a silent sculpture, and only made a barely audible groan every time the blade stabbed in and out.

Zhao Yi's eyes instantly turned red. He roared and wanted to rush forward, but was pushed back by Uncle Zhao. The crowded crowd pulled him and Uncle Zhao farther and farther away. He raised his palm to grab the tall and silent figure, but could only grab nothingness...

"Let us get in the car!! I don't want to die!! I don't want to die!! "

"I want to go to Aurora City!! I shouldn't die here!! "

"The seat in the car is mine! Don't grab it!"

"..."

One knife, one knife, one knife!!

In the crowd screaming for survival, it seems that no one noticed the abnormality here.

No one noticed that when they were crazy for survival, there was a figure with gray hair on his temples, who took thirteen knives in silence.

"Why?! Why don't you die?!" Zuo Tong roared with a ferocious face.

When the scarlet blood spread across the land of despair, the raging fire burned through the bottom line of humanity, in this noisy purgatory where all living beings were struggling to cross...

The silence of the old man was deafening.

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