Night had fallen. For most of the people in Gorge City, it was time for them to sleep. Even the refugees, after collecting some food, went into the damaged houses to rest.
After all, their physical strength could not last for too long. The food they ate every day was not enough to fill their stomachs. Therefore, they could only count their physical strength and go out to look for food. Once the time limit was exceeded, their physical strength would drop to a critical point. Their bodies would not be able to bear the burden and they would fall sick on their beds.
In the apocalypse, these survivors did not dare to fall sick. Once they collapsed on their beds, it was no different from waiting for death.
In some corners, there were people who would wait for the victims to breathe their last. These people were like a group of vultures, quietly squatting by the side and watching as the victims' breathing became irregular. Slowly … their bodies stiffened and they died.
In the camp, there would be people who would patrol the surrounding survivors every once in a while. Once they found the dead, they would quickly bury them. This was because the higher-ups were afraid of disease. However, these people would often return empty-handed. Before they could search, the corpses had already been cleaned up by a group of [Scavengers].
What was the purpose of those people searching for the corpses?
This had become a tacit understanding among the people.
However, today, when everyone had returned to their houses and was about to go to sleep, there was a sudden commotion outside. There were roars mixed with roars and screams. This made everyone curious and they all came out of their houses.
"Bang!"
Just as the refugees came out, a series of gunshots came from behind them. Then, a group of warriors that they had never seen before came out and roared, "Get back to your rooms. Those who disobey will be killed without mercy!"
The refugees had never seen such a scene before and they quickly went back to their rooms. However, there were also some old foxes. These people were considered as small leaders. They were usually placed among the refugees and relied on the side door to survive.
A few of them had seen blood on their hands. Looking at the chaotic camp, they were like a group of hyenas that saw fresh blood. They wanted to flatter them and talk to them.
"Bang!"
Another series of gunshots came. The refugees who were walking in front were instantly killed. Blood flowed on the ground and there were no signs of life.
"I'll say it one more time. Get back to your rooms. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!" The shooter was a warrior with an eyepatch over his left eye. Although he was not a professional, he was quite courageous. He had followed Chen Feng and fought many battles. This time, he was the only captain of the warship who was appointed as an ordinary person.
The other party knew that he was not as strong as a professional, so he practiced his spear techniques diligently. Even though he only had one eye, his spear techniques were ranked in the top three in the entire Order. In the past battles, he even had the record of killing a Silver-ranked Titan Beetle with three shots.
The man was actually ferocious. After receiving the enrollee's request for help, he first took care of the guards at the port. Then, he organized his men and rushed towards the center of the force.
Their mission was to stabilize the situation and eliminate the resistance forces.
The forces that belonged to Li Hongyi were uprooted. In addition, the confidants of the leaders were also slaughtered. In less than two hours, the entire camp had changed hands. It had to be said that this was a shocking beheading operation.
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"Ah … please let me go … I don't want to die … I don't want to die …"
In the quiet open space, thick white fog emerged. At this time, there were some begging voices coming out from the white fog. It was as if they had encountered an extremely terrifying scene. They could not control their emotions at all.
At the same time, the white fog swayed back and forth. For a while, it condensed into the head of a beast. For a while, it turned into a hazy face. It was like a ghost, shuttling back and forth in the white fog.
Other than that, there were some strange sounds that made people panic.
As the screams became louder, the speed of the white fog became faster and faster. It was as if a group of soul reapers were curiously looking at the dying man from the hospital bed. It was creepy.
"Save me … save me …"
The begging voice was getting softer and softer. It seemed that his spirit was exhausted. Not long after, the inside of the white fog suddenly turned red, as if it was stained with blood. A thick smell of blood spread to every corner.
Not long after, the fog quietly dispersed, leaving behind a pile of bones on the ground. Who would have thought that the person who was begging for mercy just now would be gnawed into a pile of bones in just a few seconds? This ability was simply unimaginable.
Not far from the bones, an old man stood. He had white hair and a white beard. He looked to be over seventy years old. He was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit. Logically speaking, an old man of this age should have reached the twilight of his life. However, the old man stood tall and straight. His eyes, in particular, did not have the kindness and wisdom of most old people. Instead, they were fierce and vicious like wolves and leopards.
Doomsday.
Who said that this was a paradise for young people?
Lin Tianxiu.
When he was young, he was a bully in the village. He bullied people and women. It could be said that he did all kinds of evil. With this ruthlessness, he slowly made his way up. He used all kinds of business methods to make himself stand out from thousands of people and become a famous entrepreneur.
He had courage, courage, and ability.
However, even if he had a lifetime of wealth, he could not resist the ravages of time. Time had carved countless scars on his face.
According to the original trend, he would die alone one day.
However, the appearance of energy gave him new hope.
Not only could Lin Tianxiu control the white fog, but he could also consume human flesh and blood to increase his strength. When he found that as he slowly devoured, all the functions of his body were slowly recovering, except for his face, he was addicted to this kind of killing for fun.
Using life to nourish life.
He used the lives of others to nurture his own rebirth.
Lin Tianxiu wasn't an old person who had turned bad. Rather, it was a bad person who had turned old. When he was young, he would do anything to achieve his goals. Now, for the sake of his life, he wouldn't care about the lives and deaths of innocents.
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