I'm not a theatre god

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

At the same time, Uncle Zhao's face was visibly pale. From the corner of his eye, he saw a young figure being pushed into the distance by the crowd. A faint smile finally appeared on his tired face...

His hands weakly let go of Zuo Tong, and he fell to the ground on his back.

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

Zuo Tong panted, holding the knife, spitting on the ground, and continued to push forward.

Uncle Zhao lay on the ground like a corpse, being trampled by the passing crowd. He watched the soles of feet passing over his head. In the sky where no one was paying attention, the stars in the sky flickered silently. In a trance, it seemed that he had changed again. It became Zhao Yi’s face.

"Bad boy..." Uncle Zhao couldn't help but close his eyes, and finally stopped breathing.

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

"Dad...Dad!!!" Zhao Yi saw the soles of his feet falling on Uncle Zhao's body, and his red eyes were about to burst.

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

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

"Don't fucking 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 his 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 crazily around, blocking the steps of the people who were rushing forward.

A figure in a black and red uniform staggered out of the fire, rolled and crawled to put out the fire on his clothes, and at the same time hurriedly spoke:

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

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

"Why did you come?"

"I...sigh." Zuo Tong's face looked a little ugly. He quickly threw his package into the carriage, holding the knife and looking at the people behind the flames, "Is there anyone who hasn't come?"

"Tan Ming and Chief Xi are the only ones left. They should be arriving soon."

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

"But there are people blocking the rails ahead!"

"Ignore them! Drive right past them!"

A law enforcer quickly rushed into the cab, pulled various valves and rockers, the pointer on the instrument panel quickly rotated, and the roaring sound of steam sounded from the front of the car.

Buzz—! !

As the transmission rod began to move, the train started slowly with a clanking sound.

Seeing this, the people who rushed to the railway tracks took the opportunity to climb onto the train, but were shot one by one by law enforcement officers with half of their bodies exposed in the train door. Some people also tried to block the train with their bodies, but as the front of the train ran over them, All of them were crushed to pulp without exception.

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 enforcement officers in the car finally breathed a sigh of relief...

They escaped.

"I saw it! It's Chief Chairman and the others!" The law enforcer who had been standing at the back of the car said immediately when he saw two figures running towards him in the distance.

…

Wearing a black trench coat, he walked through the sea of ​​​​fire and saw the corpses and bullet casings on the ground. An unprecedented anger filled his eyes.

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

"It's Sir..."

"Sir! Are you going to leave us too?!"

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

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

"Traitor!! You law enforcers and law enforcement officers are all traitors!! Where is Han Meng?! Why didn't he come to save us?!"

"..."

The crowd's shouts rang out behind him, and Xi Renjie's fists clenched tighter and tighter. He didn't give any response, nor did he look back. Instead, he chased along the railway track 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 towards the train.

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

Whining figures ran in the darkness, and 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 hugged a bloody old man, as motionless as a sculpture.

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

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

"It seems I'm late."

Hearing these words, Zhao Yi's body trembled slightly. He hugged the body tightly in his arms and said hoarsely: "It's you... you're 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.

"Aren't you with them?"

"no."

Chen Ling didn't explain too much, just gave a simple two-word answer. Zhao Yi just looked at him, his bloodshot eyes not knowing what he was thinking.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Chen Ling said calmly, "But if you are still filial, you should leave with me now."

"Go...where?"

"Aurora City."

Zhao Yi was startled. He looked at the cold corpse in his arms, with only deep sadness in his eyes, "I..."

"I promised Uncle Zhao that I would take care of you. Although District Three is gone now, at least I will protect your life." Chen Ling said slowly, "You can also refuse and die here with your father... But you should know, What does your father really want?"

Zhao Yi's pupils shrank slightly.

In his mind, Uncle Zhao's face seemed to come to life again. In a trance, he saw him holding a stick at the door of the breakfast shop waiting for him to go home. He saw him almost kneeling down in order to arrange a stable job for himself. When he beat and scolded him with a broom and went to the factory to ask for wages, and when he saw his red eyes when he put a bandage on himself... Zhao Yi certainly knew what his father wanted... that was for him to live.

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

"Enforcer?"

Chen Ling laughed coldly. His eyes fell on the steam train that was gradually moving away. His calm tone seemed to come from the underworld.

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