I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 137 Unworthy

"Damn it!" Zuo Tong almost went crazy when he saw the crowd gradually retreating on the platform.

At the same time, Uncle Zhao's face was visibly pale. He saw a young figure being pushed away by the crowd. A faint smile finally appeared on his tired face...

He let go of Zuo Tong with both hands weakly and fell on his back.

Thirteen scarlet wounds were all over his body. The gurgling blood almost turned him into a bloody man. The last bit of strength in this old body was exhausted.

Zuo Tong held the knife panting, spat on the ground, and continued to squeeze forward.

Uncle Zhao lay on the ground like a corpse, trampled by the crowd. He watched the soles of his feet pass over his head. In the sky that no one paid attention to, the stars in the sky flickered silently. In a trance, it seemed to have turned into Zhao Yi's face again.

"Stinky boy..." Uncle Zhao couldn't help closing his eyes and finally stopped breathing.

A figure bent over, lying on the ground like a dog, passing through countless legs and feet, and finally pushed through the crowd, came to Uncle Zhao, and hugged him tightly in his arms!

"Dad... Dad!!!" Zhao Yi saw those feet falling on Uncle Zhao's body, his red eyes were spitting,

He hugged Uncle Zhao's body, like an extremely angry lion, and his hoarse roar seemed to kill people!

"Don't step on my dad!!!!"

"Don't step on my dad!!! Get out!!!"

The crowd did not stop because of his roar. Zhao Yi could only use his back to protect the figure in his arms, letting the legs and feet trip over his bandaged body, and blood seeped out again...

Under the gunfire, a large number of corpses piled up in front of the station, and the raging fire spread wildly around, blocking the steps of the people who continued to rush forward.

A figure in black and red uniform staggered out of the fire, rolling and crawling to put out the fire on his clothes, and hurriedly said:

"Don't shoot! It's me!!"

Seeing that it was Zuo Tong who came, the law enforcers who subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger stopped and frowned:

"Why are you here just now?"

"I... Alas." Zuo Tong's face was a little ugly. He quickly threw the package on his body into the car, holding a knife and looking at the people behind the fire, "Is there anyone else who hasn't come?"

"Only Tan Ming and Commander Xi are left. They should be here soon."

"That disaster seems to be coming here... Pull the valve first!"

"But there are people blocking the rails ahead!"

"Don't worry about them! Drive straight over!"

A law enforcer quickly rushed into the cab, pulled the valves and rockers, the pointers on the dashboard turned quickly, and the roaring steam sound came from the front of the car.

Buzz--! !

As the transmission rod began to operate, the train slowly started with a clang.

Seeing this, the people who rushed onto the rails took the opportunity to climb onto the train, but were shot one by one by the law enforcers who were half exposed in the door. Some people tried to stop the train with their bodies, but they were all crushed into meat paste without exception as the front of the train ran over.

The train drove out of the platform violently, broke free from the blood and fire, and drove firmly along the track towards Aurora City!

Seeing this scene, many law enforcers on the train finally breathed a sigh of relief...

They escaped.

"I see! It's Commander Xi and his men!" The law enforcer who had been standing at the rear of the train saw two figures running in the distance and spoke immediately.

...

Walking through the sea of ​​fire in a black windbreaker, seeing the corpses and shells all over the ground, unprecedented anger climbed into his eyes.

"How...how could this happen?!" Tan Ming stared blankly at the chaotic platform, his face pale.

"It's Commander Xi..."

"Commander Xi!! Are you going to abandon us too?!"

"Please, Commander Xi... I don't want to die yet! There's still room on the train... Can you take me with you?"

"If I can't leave, can you take my daughter with you? She's only two and a half years old... She won't take up space!"

"Traitors!! You law enforcers and law enforcers are all traitors!! Where is Han Meng?! Why doesn't he come to save us?!"

"..."

The shouts of the crowd rang out behind him, and Xi Renjie's fists clenched tighter and tighter. He didn't give any response, nor did he look back, but chased along the rails alone.

Tan Ming didn't dare to say a word now. He could hear Xi Renjie's heavy breathing beside him... He knew that Brother Jie was really angry.

He gritted his teeth and followed Xi Renjie, chasing after the train.

As the train went away, a large number of people jumped off the platform and followed along the tracks... Although they failed to get on the train, they could still walk to Aurora City as long as they followed the tracks. That was their last hope.

A large number of figures were running in the dim light. The originally noisy station suddenly became empty, leaving only corpses on the ground and flames burning silently.

On the blood-soaked ground, a bandaged figure was holding a bloody old man, motionless like a sculpture.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure wearing a black windbreaker walked out slowly. He walked through the corpses and shells on the ground and came to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi raised his head with empty eyes and saw a familiar face looking at them complicatedly.

"It seems that I am late."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi's body trembled slightly. He hugged the corpse in his arms and said hoarsely: "It's you... You are also a law enforcement officer, why didn't you go with them?"

"Unfortunately, I am also the one who was abandoned." Chen Ling answered truthfully.

"Are you not in the same group with them?"

"No."

Chen Ling did not explain too much, but simply answered with two words. Zhao Yi just looked at him, his eyes full of bloodshot, and I don't know what he was thinking.

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you." Chen Ling said calmly, "But if you are still filial, you should go with me now."

"Where... to?"

"Aurora City."

Zhao Yi was stunned. He looked at the cold body in his arms, and there was only deep sorrow in his eyes, "I..."

"I promised Uncle Zhao that I would take care of you. Although District 3 is gone now, at least I want to save your life." Chen Ling said slowly, "You can also refuse and die here with your father... But you should know what your father really wants."

Zhao Yi's pupils shrank slightly.

In his mind, Uncle Zhao's face seemed to come alive again. In a trance, he saw him holding a stick and waiting for him to go home at the door of the breakfast shop, saw him almost kneeling down to arrange a stable job for himself, saw him holding a broom and scolding him to go to the factory to ask for wages, saw his red eyes when he was shaking the bandage for him... Zhao Yi certainly knew what his father wanted... That was for him to live.

"I..." Zhao Yi said hoarsely, "The law enforcers are gone... I can't enter Aurora City."

"Law enforcers?"

Chen Ling laughed coldly, his eyes fell on the gradually receding steam train, and his calm tone seemed to come from the netherworld,

"Some scum... don't deserve to enter Aurora City alive."

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