Dark Blood Age

The western district of Shencheng, on the banks of Pujiang, was a little further south. Here, it was one of the top prosperous areas of Shencheng. Numerous modern buildings stood on both sides of the street, and the population was gathered together, in inches of land. Today, the interposed buildings of the cold brake depression are incomplete, inclined to fall, the fracture walls are countless, and their shadows are dim and dim. Their shadows are hidden and a desolate scene of ruins.

Shortly after, amidst this strange ruins, the slight light drifted away, gradually appeared many short and thin figures, familiar with the Sosso, from the side of the collapsed building, drilled through a crack through the hole, grasping through to the other side, and then disappeared into the “jungle” of steel bars and cement.

Further afield is a broken viaduct, the crushed, crushed and crashed cars pile up at the fracture threshold, and the people who just disappeared, moments later, appeared here again, with a wide array of tools in their hands, lying on the ruins, prying open large chunks of cement, piercing through hard objects in ping pong, trying to break down that scrap car, especially its trunk and mailbox, and more importantly, the object of the cleanup.

“Look what I found!?” A black-faced teenager, about ten years old, slid down from the ruins, waving a glass bottle in his hand, frowning and shouting.

The following children suddenly surrounded themselves, one of the older brains, spitting his mouth in the palm of his hand, scrubbing the thick dust off the bottle, revealing an already yellow blue leather seal, frozen little hand, pointing to the first word and beginning to read with effort: “Yang, yang, river, right is river, what, color, what, what...”

A group of children laughed and shouted: “Bull head, what is it, not a single word can understand, let Xiu Cai admit it. ”

The head fruit is really a circle older than others, embarrassed to touch the dirty hair on his head, he argued: “This must be a bottle of wine, I saw it when I was a kid, and there are paper boxes! ”

“Brain, blow it. I saw the sun when I was a kid. Ha ha, who remembers? It was 800 years ago. How old are you?” A child dressed in a ragged, dirty, muddy, white chill in his mouth and a frozen cracked mouth.

“Believe it or not!” The kid with the big head seemed really angry, and he pulled on a little girl in an adult cotton coat who had just been called in, and said, “Su-jae, you read it to everyone. What does it say? Is it wine? ”

The little girl's lips froze a little purple. From the cut cuffs, she reached out a small hand full of frostbite and swelling like a bun. She took over the bottle. I wondered if the bottle was too heavy. She almost didn't hold it steady. She almost fell to the ground. She was surprised that the child who found the bottle was heartbroken.

“Ocean, river, blue - blue, color, scripture - classic, classic.” The girl read carefully, word for word, completely standard Mandarin, with no Rudy Sultanate accent at all.

“Yangtze Blue Classic? Has anyone heard of it?” The children of the owner looked around with anticipation, but they also looked confused.

“Little words, little words!” The big head pointed to the small letter below and said eagerly.

“… the distillery… the company…” The girl carefully followed her fingers in her head and continued to read carefully.

“Look, you hear me? It's a bar. I don't care. It's just a word!” The big head jumped up immediately and shouted joyfully, like a winning cock.

“Well, how much is that worth?” The muddy child, swallowed a mouthful of spit, looked at the bottle with stuttering eyes.

“I say, at least one big car!” A child reaches out.

“You'll see, at least two, not three, delicious fruits can be changed! ”

“A bunch of kids, of course this good stuff has to be given to the leader, maybe his old man is happy to make you an awake samurai, then there is everything! ”

“Wow, how old are you, you're the youngest of us, and you've got kids and kids all day long! ”

……

A group of children immersed themselves in the beautiful dream of wealth, suddenly heard another surprise cry from the top of the ruins: “Come and see, what else! ”

The child held a red carton and waved excitedly.

The children hurried up to the ruins, like what treasure they had found, a pickpocket with a black-u's mouth and a hard pull to clean it up.

More and more of the things they may have seen before when they were very young, but they don't remember long ago, from a car buried under the ruins, they were dug out and filled with little pieces!

“Rich, really rich! ”

“I must eat fruit this time! ”

“I'm going to change! ”

……

Not far away, at the exit of the former Line 7 subway, Sozo climbed out of a few cautious anomalies, similarly short, staring nervously at the ruins around him.

Bull's head walked over the top of the rubble, pulled down his pants, urinated to the bottom, thinking about the beautiful dream and plan of being rich, suddenly saw more than a dozen people in the hole, rubbed his eyes, lifted his pants, fell and climbed down and shouted: “Somebody, the kid is drilling through the hole again to steal from us! ”

“Where is it? Where are they?” The children who guard their babies, they are emotionally excited, like the dead.

“Smash these motherfuckers! Smash them!” The first child to dig a bottle immediately picked up a piece of cement from the rubble and threw it away.

“Let you steal something and you won't die! ”

“Xiu Cai, you can't fight, hide! ”

“This is our place, get lost!

……

At the top of the rubble and at the exit of the subway, immediately hand in the “fire”, the weapons are stones, bricks and scrap iron pieces, you throw me away, slurp, from the beginning, so fierce.

Niu Big Head, they occupy the ruined top of the ground, and they have enough reason to be strong, and because behind them is a bunch of everyone's treasures, taking up all the time and people, picking up the stones, learning about the awakening samurai, wow weird shouting down, smashing several Japanese children drilled by Jiangdong.

More than a dozen skinny Japanese children, men and women, unable to resist the fierce offensive of bull brains and others, covered their bloody heads, crippled and hungry, corpsed and patiently drilled back into the dark subway hole.

On the other hand, several people were injured on the other side of the cow's head. Sitting on the ground grinning their painful teeth, too young to stand the pain, trying to cry, but they were stared back by the children who did not want to lose to Japanese children in the temper...

In the distance, in an intact building, a white-haired middle-aged man put down his military infrared telescope and firmly said to a man around him, “Brother, don't let it break, it's chaotic! ”

“Brother, it's not that I don't want to fight. What do we fight with? Now that the fruit tree is gone, the stock of white fruit, one less with one, once we fight, what do we save the lives of our brothers?” A man with a good body gaze like a torch at a middle-aged man with a white face, he asked.

The middle-aged man pointed to the place where the child had just fought, and said, “Brother, if you don't fight again, they are going to gradually eat from Jiangdong! ”

“I've made up my mind about this, they're not a piece of steel, and there are people who know how to cope. Jiangdong's Akizuki family has promised to comply with us. You will no longer persuade. In short, take your time and be impatient. As long as there is news from a large surviving city in the interior, Jiangdong will not attack itself!” A man of good stature said confidently.

The middle-aged man caught his eyebrows and sighed a moment later: “Okay, brother, I listened to you, I'm afraid of that Tachibana speed ambition... I don't know, now the Japanese people listen to him, it's not what Brother wanted!” He paused and said: “Brother, you gave me all my life. If I still want to fight in the future, my brother will be the first to break out for you! ”

“Tachibana speed!” A man with a good body frowned and looked away, as if he had spoken to himself: “How can you save...”

* * * * * * *

Jiangdong, somewhere wild.

A group of about fifty or more five-six year olds, men and women alike, were stripped naked, leaving only one slit to shame, listing two teams, running barefoot around several heavy snow piles in the snow.

Behind them, a man with a stick shouted loudly:

“Run! Don't stop! In this difficult world, if you want to survive, you must have a body like steel, even if it is cold and painful, you must be so aware! ”

“A coward like that, a coward, cannot live in this world! ”

“You must face the world seriously from now on, like samurai! ”

……

A child fell to the ground and his calves froze purple and twitched constantly.

The man with the stick immediately jumped on it, smoking it without any hesitation, the cold way:

“Even if you are a prince, you must always be ready to die and climb up! Keep running!”

The kid bit his teeth, tried to hold on to his body, tried to climb up, but fell back to the ground rigidly, and his mouth was full of ice and snow.

The man with the stick still whipped his thin body mercilessly and yelled:

“In this capacity of losing your home, losing your homeland, displacing everywhere, how can you not stand on the ground! You've lost everything, only this body can rely on it, with the courage to die, work hard on it, Heikichiro, stand up! ”

The child trembled for a moment, as if he had been greatly inspired by something, screamed naively, rushed up from the ground at all costs, and ran mad into the snow.

……

On the other side of the wilderness, an equal number of ten-year-olds were placed in two rows opposite each other, holding wooden swords in their hands, killing each other in a brutal manner until they hit each other.

A little further away, more than a hundred 16-year-olds and seven-year-olds were put on armor, with real Japanese knives in their hands, in three rows, and 50 meters from the opposite side, they were actually a living little tentacle half-locked by insect ligaments and other things.

A man in a white robe drew a knife and shouted, "xiucigeiki! ”

“Together!" more than a hundred teenagers, with a long Japanese knife, made a collective rush towards the living little tentacle monster!

……

* * * * * *

Chu Yunsheng gradually lost all consciousness after being wrapped in the trunk, like in a dream.

I don't know where this is. Where, how long has it been? It's like the whole world is isolated from him, and he can't feel a little outside movement, vision, touch, taste, smell, hearing, even the unique insect sensation of the underworld and his three-dimensional genius fourth touch angle, all disappeared!

This is a world that can't tell the size, can't tell the height, can't see the distance, can't even see the color, if he doesn't have the consistency of the mind, even the time is blurred.

And after a long, long time, he seemed to “see” a little black swirl above him, spinning like a black hole, unable to see through.

Gradually, another slight inexplicable “thing” was sucked in by the vortex, but too little, just came in, disappeared into nothing.

But at the same time, all of a sudden, he felt that something was slowly recovering.

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