Chapter 240 [Crazy, All Crazy]

Little Jamal and the human mule Brooke looked at each other and saw that they were both frowning. There was no good way. But the corridor was getting more and more chaotic. If those damned desperadoes rushed in, they would not be able to kill hundreds of people even with guns.

Just when everyone was frowning and silent, they heard that the corridor was getting more and more chaotic. Belsinger hurriedly ran out of the room with his men. Looking out from the balcony, the door of the unit in the building was full of blood. The red blood flowed far away along the river, and some incomplete limbs were thrown out of the window.

These corpses included the elderly, more children, and women. The whole corridor was in chaos. It was a hell on earth. All kinds of screams filled the whole building. Belsinger was already scared enough. In addition, because it was closed, he thought that only the building he was in was in a state of chaos.

But he didn't expect the screams from a distance. Looking forward along the sound, all the high-rise buildings in the center of the town. Even the rooftops were in a large-scale riot. The young and strong people who were so hungry that their eyes turned red had no reason at all. They just wanted to rob, to rob some food to survive, and to rob half a bottle of drinking water so that they would not die of thirst.

At this time, there was a knock on the security door of their house. The four bodyguards guarding the door had already taken out their guns. Sweat began to pour out of their heads. These hungry people didn't care whether you had a gun or a fire stick in your hand. They only had food and drink in their eyes. If their needs for food and drinking water were not met, they would start eating people.

At this time, because of the excessive pressure, Rosebrook, the human flesh, had begun to go crazy and took out the pistol from his waist. When he came to the security door, he opened the safety and bang bang bang! Three shots were fired along the security door. The three bullet holes were still smoking, and screams came from the other side of the security door. It hadn't stopped for a few seconds, and the sound of destroying the security door was getting louder and louder.

The poor quality security door has begun to deform. Through the cracks in the door, you can see the zombies who have lost their souls due to excessive hunger. The number of refugees rushing in is too large, although they don't have lethal weapons in their hands. But because of the large number of people, if they rush in, not to mention a few people, even dozens of people can't stop them.

At this time, the human mule Brooke, with red eyes, looked at the four companions standing behind him with guns, shouting and cursing loudly. "What the hell are you doing? Shoot, let these beasts rush in, will the master still have a chance to survive? Is there still hope for the Singh family? You idiots are holding guns and fire sticks in your hands, open the safety and shoot these bastards to death."

The two bodyguards holding AK47s looked at each other, and looked back at their master who was at a loss on the balcony. They all felt that what their head human mule Brook said was right. If their master was crippled or even killed by these people, then the Singer family would have no hope of rising.

Then do these people still need to live? Is there any guarantee of survival? If you don't make a decision, you will suffer the consequences. Now is not the time for mercy. Those hungry people can't do anything, so the two of them looked at each other, opened the safety, raised the AK47 in their hands and spit out flames. They only heard a burst of bullets, and the security door was shot into a sieve.

Human blood poured in through the cracks in the door, and screams could be clearly heard from outside the door. Then it fell into a deathly silence. Just when everyone was changing magazines, shouts and running sounds were heard from outside the door. Those hungry people began to roar and began to hold various weapons, preparing to pry the door open to enter.

Belsinger could clearly hear the crazy shouting of people outside, intending to rush in to cut him into pieces. These people were so hungry that they were almost eating human flesh. Their fat bodies were their favorite food. At this time, Brooke, who was a human flesh, held his pistol with red eyes and started shooting at the door, shouting while shooting.

And little Jamal saw that things had developed to an irreversible point, and quickly pressed Belsinger under him. Then he shouted loudly to Singer Building Materials Store a few dozen meters away.

"Damn Will, have you figured out a way? Those hungry people are about to rush in and cut our master into pieces and eat him alive. If the master dies, you can't live, and your entire family can't live. Hurry up and find a way for me. It will be too late if you don't act."

Now Will, the store manager of the building materials store, and the workers and family members of the building materials store have clearly seen what the opposite building is like. The good guy was almost covered with blood, shouting everywhere, chaos and madness everywhere. Little Jamal didn't say anything, they all saw people eating people.

So now the families of the workers in Weier and the building materials store are in a panic. Some are removing door panels and even starting to remove beams. They are preparing to make a simple raft to cross the dozens of meters of flood water, hoping to rescue their master from the room.

Maybe because of nervousness or because they have no experience in shipbuilding, they made several rafts, some large and some small. The big one couldn't get out, and the small one was washed away by the water. They even lost two workers in their 40s who were washed away by the flood and their lives are unknown.

Looking at the room with flashing gunfire, Will wanted to die. He jumped up and down on the second floor and yelled at the workers who were making rafts. "Hurry up, hurry up, if it's too late, the master will die. Everyone's survival depends on the master. Prepare these materials in advance. The master is in a dangerous situation now. Let those damned evil and crazy lowly people eat alive. You can't bear to see it. Hurry up and move with me."

The more afraid and anxious he was, the more careless he was in the work at hand. He paid the price of another person. A raft was just put into the water and immediately disbanded. It's over. This time it's completely over. The door panels and beams have been dismantled. There is no wood to build a raft. Seeing that the bodyguards of the Singh family have gathered on the narrow balcony between the systems for the final resistance.

His master looked at the chaotic crowd on his side with lifeless eyes. He knew that they had tried their best. Three people had died and no more could die. Belsinger even felt the coming of the end of the world. Looking at the anxious crowd on the opposite side, he laughed miserably and shouted loudly.

"Three people have died in Weir. Don't try to get over by rafting. No matter what, you must keep the workers and their families safe. Let them survive steadily after the disaster! If you can survive, tell Lina how much I love her. How much I love our children. It's a pity that I can't see my own son being born."

After saying that, he pulled out a pistol from Jamal's hand and turned to shoot. A volley of bullets was quickly fired and the last bullet was left. Belsinger slowly raised the pistol and pointed it at his temple. Everyone knew what he was going to do. Weir on the opposite side was excited and wanted to jump out of the window to swim over, but was hugged by the workers, crying and shouting wildly.

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"Master, you can't do this, you can't die, we are trying to save you. You must hold on, what will we do if you die? Hold on."