The End of the World: Chaos

"Why do you look scared?" Yang Yi's voice was cold, yet with a hint of teasing and was extremely provocative.

The guard swallowed hard and forced a smile: "I... I'm not scared, I'm just surprised. I didn't expect your skills to be so superb!"

Yang Yi raised his head and laughed loudly, his laughter was like thunder: "I admire your humility, but based on what you have done, as a guardian, how can you evade your responsibilities at this moment?"

"Wait!" the guard shouted urgently, his voice trembling, "I am willing to do anything for you, food, water, I can even... let you see the light of day!"

"Oh?" Yang Yi pretended to be serious and looked sideways. "What exactly is the 'compensation' you are talking about?"

"I... I can plead with my superiors to let you out!" The guard almost begged, with helplessness written all over his face.

"Do you think your superiors will believe what you say?" Yang Yi smiled coldly, with his sarcasm particularly obvious.

"I... I'm willing to try!" The guard took the opportunity to nod repeatedly, eager to express his sincerity as if he were a desperado.

At this moment, the prisoners around all chuckled in unison, clearly showing no hope for this.

"Yang Yi, don't believe his lies! This man definitely didn't come for us!" A young prisoner interrupted, anger in his eyes, "Every word he said was to save his life!"

"That makes sense." Yang Yi looked at the prisoner, then his gaze fell on the guard again, the teasing light in his eyes became more intense, "But, I have no intention of letting you go."

"Why...why do you treat me like this..." The guard's face turned pale and he whispered, "I have done nothing wrong. You shouldn't do this to me!"

"The fault is not with you, but with the position you choose." Yang Yi said coldly, then lightly pressed the trigger in his hand, and the sound of gunfire echoed in the air.

"No!" The guard was so terrified that he was about to collapse. His hands trembled slightly, as if his faith was shaken in an instant.

"What do you want to say?" Yang Yi's lips curled up in a teasing manner, as if he was waiting for a final judgment.

"I... I'm afraid." The guard finally lowered his head, his voice like a dead leaf swaying in the autumn wind. "I know I was wrong, I am willing to repent and reform, I am willing to kneel down and beg for life!"

"What can repentance do to me?" Yang Yi said coldly, "Do you think that repentance like this can help you escape this disaster?"

"I... I don't know..." The guards' voices were getting weaker and weaker, and they were unable to deal with this sudden life-and-death battle.

Yang Yi sighed deeply, put down the gun in his hand, and the smile on his face faded. "Perhaps you have not made any mistakes, but it is a pity that today you will become a victim of those who blindly follow you."

The prisoners were all silent, and the air was filled with tension. Fear surged like a storm, and everyone could feel the suspense of the ending, looking forward to the winner and loser being decided at this moment.

"I beg you not to do this! Please..." The guard's voice was choking, his face full of despair. He waved his hands in the air, like autumn leaves, trying to convey the fear in his heart.

However, Yang Yi did not give him any chance. He raised the gun in his hand again and pulled the trigger decisively.

"Ah--" As the gunshot sounded, the guard screamed, shocking everyone around him. Then, the guard's body fell like a kite, and blood gradually spread from under his body, soaking the cold ground.

"This is the price of choice." Yang Yi muttered to himself, his voice low and sonorous, as if hoping to retain this proposition between life and death.

The scene was as silent as death, and the terrified prisoners were all in disbelief at the sight. Yang Yi slowly turned around, his eyes passing through those pairs of incredulous eyes, and the emotions that surged in his chest made him feel extremely happy.

"Do you understand? The choices people make are a matter of life and death. Any misstep can be fatal." His voice was like thunder.

"Then, what should we do? Should we flee from here?" a young prisoner asked cautiously, even though he was filled with fear.

"Escape is understandable. However, escape requires strategy. Relying on brute force will only frighten yourself!" Yang Yi's eyes were as sharp as torches, as if he could see through everything, and there was a vague plan in his mind.

The prisoners looked at each other, their eyes gradually showing determination. The young prisoner stood up resolutely, exuding an incredible

"I'm willing to follow you!" The other prisoners responded one after another, all of them were criminals fighting for their lives.