Dark Blood Age

It was Chu Yunsheng who was able to get Mrs. Lin's family to take advantage of her privileges to leave the hospital to go to the airport.

And the caller exchanged a bag of wholemeal biscuits for him. Su Qian's number was copied onto the paper when he came out of the St. Regis Hotel. He kept it with him, which prevented an emergency like this from happening.

At midnight, Su Yunsheng called again to tell the First People's Hospital about the incident. At this time, Chu Yunsheng had reached the edge of Wuxi city with the crowd.

Faced with the actions of the military and the ridiculous “hegemony” of Chu Zhengmen, Chu Yunsheng only said to Su Xiao: "Toss them as they please!"

In the tone, there is a great deal of indifferent taste and sobering confidence.

It is true, too.

Trying to hold his painful feet by controlling his aunt's family has long been useless, let alone saying that this is a world of pseudo-monuments, even outside, this trick is not easy to use.

He also believed that neither the military nor the Chu dysfunctional men could think that controlling the aunt's family was tantamount to controlling themselves. In fact, outside the pseudo-monuments, whether of the five ethnic groups or the domain, he had not been threatened with the lives of his aunts or others or of Willow and his daughter, controlling or seizing them merely for a different purpose, or for the fate of ancient books, or for the inheritance of the gods. In short, no one had coerced him with a hostage.

Kidnapping, extortion and extortion are all acts of small bandits. At a certain level and level, it doesn't make much sense.

Beyond that, the purpose in Chu Yunsheng's pseudo-monument was very clear. Even though strange and incredible things happened in the process, the fifth jade card was still his highest goal, and nothing else stood in the way.

To use what Ding Yan once said to him, a man can be ruthless for an established goal.

Chu Yunsheng could not do true cold blood ruthlessness, but it was no longer anything to make him worry about that, so tangled up, at least in the pseudo-tablet.

So instead of being as worried about this as he used to be, he was still being tortured by the military with the people of No. 1.

When he gets his second card back, he stands in the "undefeated land” of the trip. Once he turns around, he can use it to “punish” some people and kill several people under the pretext of “revenge”, so as to establish a new order in the shadows of Shanghai - an order he wants.

Chu Yunsheng felt that he was getting despicable, and that he was getting colder and colder. Perhaps there was the influence of the impersonal monument without moral boundaries. The impulse tide in the villa that night, though eventually suppressed, did not completely disappear, but still hidden deep in the thought.

He looked at Wuxi City in the midst of a breakdown in law and order and imagined that, at the same time, there were no emotional fluctuations. The whole person and body were in a mechanical state and could not withstand any further fluctuations.

Everything is cold and cold, it's all for a purpose, like starving for two days on the highway, breaking into the chaotic streets of the city, but seeing shops with the words "supermarket” and “hotel” rushing in at all costs, smashing and robbing, flipping corners, moving quickly and urgently, just to find food and water that can fill up the hunger.

The search for food turned out to be futile. Restaurants and street food shops have long been empty. There is no “ginger onion garlic" left. Except for the lonely empty shelves, supermarkets and shops do not see any signs of food.

Everything has been empty for a long time, with only sporadic bloodstains on the ground and broken glass debris everywhere, swearing that the city, which is called Xiaojiangnan, is on the verge of losing control.

However, her nights were very quiet, and the water maroons that used to flourish on the streets disappeared. Although the street lights were still barely lit, no pedestrian could be seen. Even the hawkers and pullers' tricycles that were everywhere in the past evaporated without a trace. They were as cold and clear as a ghost town.

The empty streets stretch to the end of darkness and the silent sky is covered with dark and unclear colours, rapidly increasing people's sense of uncertainty about the future, giving rise to a hint of insecurity and agitation in the sky.

Riot cities, no one dares walk on the streets at night, except for this massive crowd of people coming down on the highway.

The doors and windows of the house were closed, and they cautiously opened a narrow gap through which they measured the "high-speed flow” that was crowding the quiet streets.

They expect this group of uninterrupted visitors not to stop downstairs in order to avoid violent clashes, while speculating on the group's origins and trying to find out the outside news, but they dare not venture and are filled with irreconcilable contradictions.

In this atmosphere of tension, people on and off the highway are isolated into a special group, and 35% of each group is forced to come together to discuss countermeasures. If no food can be found, there are only a few who will have the strength to go home tomorrow morning.

There are only two ways out. One is to call the government for the police. What is going on now cannot be settled. Some of them feel that the government or the police should be in charge. If this road doesn't work either, we can only go to the other extreme and rob a house!

As a result of the final negotiation, Chu Yunsheng did not know that he had long since left the “great army” and had acted alone to “steal the car”.

The rest of the way, by car, is impossible, only by light and easy to navigate motorcycles.

But ideas are good, and reality is brutal.

In today's large city, electric bikes are everywhere, but motorcycles are rare. This is largely due to the policy of gradually banning motorcycles in the major cities, so Chu Yunsheng went a long way, circled a dozen streets and still had nothing to gain. Disappointed, Zo broke into an already unmanned electric bike shop, took the city and also had electricity supply. After removing fifteen or six batteries in a row, he used the power supply in the store to charge them locally.

It is at least 200 km from the “road distance” of downtown Nanjing. One or two batteries do not work, but more than a dozen batteries with them are also very painful for Chu Yun.

At present, his black gas is temporarily drained. Without this war, that part of his body's energy is very important. He cannot be wasted at will. The plan to create a container at the first time is to make soup.

Think of the group of five aircraft that came and went to freedom, the sharp wing seal worm that can fly at any time, when he can carry no clutter, everything is in the tenor, often wherever he wants to go, he can walk if he wants to, like running water shadow as wind, smooth flow, where like now is restricted, compared to the decline in force, the movement inconvenience is the only thing that truly makes Chu Yunsheng feel uncomfortable.

There is no other way to be depressed. We can only walk one step at a time. Close the shop door and Chu Yunsheng runs all the way back and forth. For the sake of safety, the old haunted forest Shuiyao are still among the group he came down the highway. Who knows if there will be a lot of mobs hiding in the building? The appearance and fame of Lin Shuiyao is now a total scourge and powder barrel.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to arrive, he heard the noise far away.

With the light, you can see two police cars flashing with police lights parked in front of the old ghost group of them. Seven or eight policemen looked like big enemies, pressing the baton in their hand.

Opposite the police, two scolding crowds were fighting each other, you said that I shouted chaotically, waving sticks and other weapons, fighting each other, emotion was very excited.

Chu Yun raised his eyes and saw far away that two of the higher-level policemen were equipped with police pistols at the waist, so he could not make a sound, and quietly approached the final end of the crowd. In any case, Lin Shuiyao's safety must be guaranteed at this time. Neither the people on the verge of the riot nor the policemen with guns can let them hurt her.

“Comrade Police, arrest these foreigners! Blatantly breaking into the neighborhood, smashing and robbing, and hurting people, is there any law? ”

In the confusion crowd, a young man's hair was caught beating a middle-aged man's angry shout-out. He could not do this young man's work, but the city's police came. These arrogant foreigners were now honest, all hugging their heads and no longer daring to fight back. He had just eaten under this young man's hands. His eyes are still swollen. Naturally, he had to raise his eyebrows and exhale to teach each other a lesson.

One of the fourteen and five-year-old boys, following a woman, Chu Yunsheng looked a little familiar, but could not remember who.

“Stop it all! Stand apart!” The leading policeman was a tall, tall, tall, slightly darkened, seemed to have amazing power, only to see him lift a man's back collar and drink a blast, sounded like thunder exploded, and suddenly settled in the space-time crowd, consciously stood up to both sides.

This was not yet a time of total chaos, and the police, especially those with guns, were still quite deterrent to ordinary people.

“Show me your ID cards!” The leading policemen took the group down the highway pretty seriously and made a gesture to let the deputy policemen take the people from the local neighborhood to the other side to find out.

Local protection is still needed, after all, they are also local, and the treatment of the two groups fighting is naturally different.

High-speed people also understand this. The strong dragon does not repress the ground snake. In the face of the police cap, they have to turn out identification cards and other documents. On this side of the land, this thing should be ready for all kinds of examinations at all times. Most people are always around, except for the old ghost, which is a phony.

Chu Yunsheng also had no ID card. Either his ID was still in Mingdu Garden, or he had been smashed clean long ago. He watched the other policemen take a step forward and retreated slightly, hiding in an open Lanzhou ramen hall by the road.

There are many people on and off the highway, and the street is only a fraction of them, but there are also hundreds of people, and it is not that easy for seven or eight policemen to find out their identity cards, more of them a deterrent. For the old policemen, the use of power verification documents is a common technique, the process of which can form an invisible psychological pressure on the agitated party.

Sometimes, however, it may not be as smart as lifting a rock to smash one's own foot, especially before one's specific situation is clear to the other.

^ (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)