I'm not a drama god

"Train!! The train bound for Aurora City!!"

"They have known about the situation in District [-] and West District for a long time! They know that District [-] is hopeless, so they want to secretly escape to Aurora City by themselves!!"

"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 yet? These law enforcers never wanted to take us with them from the beginning! We are abandoned victims!"

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die... I want to get in the car! I want to get in the car!"

"Stop squeezing, I can't breathe anymore..."

"..."

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

boom--!

A gunshot pierced the night sky.

"Whoever dares to take one 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 never expected 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 crowds behind them, they continued to Move forward.

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

The eyes of the law enforcer known as Brother Jing were bloodshot. When he looked at the crowds of people, madness appeared in his eyes!

"……shot!"

“We are law enforcement, do we really want to shoot civilians??”

"Even if we don't shoot, do you think they can survive?!" Brother Jing roared, "When the gray world meets and disaster strikes, they will die sooner or later! But if they block our way of survival, then let them die. Earlier!"

Roar--! !

A roar like thunder came from the street not far away, followed by a burst of frightened screams. In the flowing fog, a vague giant shadow could be vaguely seen, shuttling through the block.

"The disaster in the West District has broken into the Third District!"

"It's right around here!! Hurry! Get in the car!!"

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

"..."

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

boom--! !

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

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

Gunpowder splashes, bullets whistle,

Under the muzzles of more than twenty guns, a large number of people fell to the ground like straw, and scarlet blood was like a flowing red carpet, paved on the cold steps of despair.

The bullets shattered the kerosene lamps in people's hands, and the flames poured onto the ground, rapidly expanding as the kerosene spread. A shrill howl came from the sea of ​​​​fire, igniting one figure after another.

This is a one-sided massacre. Under the dark night, justice is no longer justice. Blood and fire replace responsibility and support and become the only melody in despair.

"Dad! Hold on to me!"

Zhao Yi and Uncle Zhao were squeezed into the crowd and frantically pushed their way through the crowd, trying to leave this land of right and wrong.

Ever since they saw that the place was surrounded by a crowd, Zhao Yi and Uncle Zhao gave up their plan to get on the bus, but before they could turn around, the crowd rushing up from behind pushed them forward one after another.

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

Their madness, their fear, their despair, and the pairs of struggling hands raised high are like the ghosts of all living beings struggling in the oil pan of hell... And the only thing Zhao Yi can do is to hold on to his old self. Dad’s hand would rather die than let go.

Zhao Yi's stubbornness and unyielding were displayed to the extreme at this moment. In this endless wave, he did not despair, but pushed the crowd away forcefully, with a ferocious look on his face.

At the same time, there was another figure, facing the crowd, crazily pushing toward the platform.

"Get out of the way...get out of my way!!!"

Zuo Tong was protecting the package with one hand and holding a gun with the other, shouting angrily in the crowd:

"I have a quota! I can enter Aurora City!! Anyone who stops me! I will kill anyone!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he aimed at the back of the head of the man in front of him and pulled the trigger. With a gunshot, a cloud of blood mist erupted from the man's head, and he fell to the crowd.

The gunshots in the crowd scared the surrounding people, but they couldn't get out of the way even if they wanted to. There was still a steady stream of people crowding here. Zuo Tong was trapped in the middle, watching the law enforcers rushing onto the car one after another. My eyes immediately turned red!

No...he shouldn't have been left behind! He cannot be left behind! !

"Die!! Everyone die!!"

Bang Bang Bang!

Zuo Tong fired at the crowd in front of him indiscriminately, and more and more figures fell to the ground. But until he finished all the magazines, he could not move forward much. He gritted his teeth, pulled out the short knife from his waist, and began to attack Fight all the way!

He gradually carved his way through the crowd, squeezing forward with difficulty. Directly in front of him was a young man who kept pushing through the crowd and flowing out 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 towards him, saw this scene and his pupils suddenly shrank!

He wanted to avoid this madman, but it was too late. Zuo Tong, eyes red with blood, 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's eyes widened when he saw the gray figure on the temples!

Uncle Zhao opened his arms. He had been making breakfast for decades. The arms that had supported Zhao Yi throughout his life were still strong and powerful. He hugged Zuo Tong in the crowd like steel, no matter what The blade of the sword, which shone with cold light, sank into the body.

The knife in Zuo Tong's hand had been deeply inserted into Uncle Zhao's waist, and the scarlet blood instantly dyed his clothes red, but Uncle Zhao still had no intention of letting go. He stood tall like a nail in the surging crowd. Do not move.

Because behind him is Zhao Yi.

After Zuo Tong stabbed him, he tried to break away from Uncle Zhao and move forward, but found that he still couldn't move an inch. He didn't know why the old man in front of him hugged him. He only knew that he could not catch 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 it into Uncle Zhao's body again!

In the surging and noisy crowd, Uncle Zhao hugged him tightly, like a silent sculpture. Only when the blade of the knife was thrust in and out, he would make an inaudible groan.

Zhao Yi's eyes turned red instantly. He roared and wanted to rush forward, but Uncle Zhao pushed him back into the crowd. The crowd pulled him further and further away from Uncle Zhao. He raised his palms to catch the tall and silent body. form, but can only grasp a piece of nothingness...

"Let's 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 take it from any of you!"

"..."

One knife, one knife, one knife! !

Among the people who were screaming for survival, no one seemed to notice anything strange here.

No one noticed that while they were frantically trying to survive, there was a figure with gray hair on the temples who carried thirteen knives in silence.

"Why?! Why aren't you dead yet?!" Zuo Tong roared with a ferocious face.

When the scarlet blood spreads across the desperate land, and the raging fire burns through the bottom line of human nature, in this noisy purgatory where all living beings are fighting to escape...

The old man's silence was deafening.