The dark age of mankind is coming

He slowly turned his eyes and looked around, and a shocking scene suddenly came into his sight.

I saw a group of people with pale faces, emaciated appearance, naked bodies, and their limbs tied tightly with tough ropes. They were hung on the roofs on both sides of the room without any dignity like lambs to be slaughtered.

Their eyes were filled with endless fear and unspeakable despair, as if their souls had been forcibly stripped away, leaving only lifeless, empty and dull shells.

However, what really made everyone present pale with horror and change their expression suddenly was not just these miserable and pitiful people, but also the horrifying scene hidden at the back of the room.

Even a tough guy like Zhang Ren, who has been through hundreds of battles, worked in the army for many years, and experienced life-and-death tests, could hardly suppress his inner shock at this moment.

As the line of sight gradually shifted to the depths of the room, one could clearly see that on both sides of the beams, there were two rows of bodies that had been subjected to the brutal torture of disembowelment, neatly hung!

The miserable condition of these people was just like pigs and sheep that had just been slaughtered in a slaughterhouse. It was chilling and horrifying to the extreme.

Although I had heard about the villagers' misconduct and evil deeds before, as the saying goes, "Hearing is believing, seeing is believing."

When one truly witnessed these horrific, appalling bloody scenes unfolding before one's eyes, the overwhelming shock was beyond imagination!

All this made Zhang Ren extremely angry. His hair stood on end, and he could not help but clench his fists tightly. His sharp nails dug deeply into the flesh of his palms, as if only in this way could he slightly calm the anger that was burning like a raging fire in his chest.

He forced himself to remain calm, took a deep breath, then stepped forward without hesitation and quickly began to cut the ropes that bound the bodies that had not yet been disemboweled.

The middle-aged man, who had stayed here for some time and was familiar with the internal conditions of the house, seemed relatively calm and composed.

Even facing this shocking scene in the house, his expression did not change at all.

After seeing Zhang Ren starting to act, he called out to the other three companions who were also imprisoned and were trembling in fear at the miserable cries coming from outside the house. They stepped forward to help Zhang Ren rescue everyone.

The concerted efforts of Zhang Ren, the middle-aged man and several other partners were like a bright ray of dawn that penetrated the heavy fog, and finally brought back consciousness to Haotian and Qingba, who had been frightened and distracted by what was happening before their eyes.

“Ah!” “Ah!”

Only two screams were heard piercing the sky, and Haotian and Qingba ran out of the door with pale faces, holding on to the edge of the wall with both hands. Their bodies bent over involuntarily, and they vomited continuously.

When the people who were hanging in the air with their lives hanging by a thread finally managed to escape, it was as if all the strength in their bodies was drained away in an instant, and they fell powerlessly one after another onto the cold, hard ground.

Some people have long been on the verge of collapse, as if all the strength has been drained from their bodies. Even a seemingly easy act like wanting to stand up again is as difficult as climbing to the sky for them.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Ren hurriedly squatted down and carefully checked the conditions of these people. He saw that most of them were as pale as paper, dying, and the flame of life was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

"Let's go get some clothes." The middle-aged man looked at those people who were looking at them in horror, and whispered to Zhang Ren.

Since this middle-aged man and his companions had done things for the villagers here before, although they did not personally participate in the brutal killings, they were also responsible for handling related matters.

However, even if this is the case, those trapped in this place are still filled with endless fear, panic and anger in their hearts, and their eyes reveal extremely deep resentment.

In order to avoid further angering these emotional people, the middle-aged men worked together to rescue everyone from the predicament, then tactfully retreated to a distance and began to search the room for the clothes that they had previously taken off and discarded, so that everyone could have something to cover their bodies.

"Yeah." Zhang Ren naturally noticed the reactions of these people towards the middle-aged man and others, so he did not refuse.

Haotian and Qingba both vomited violently, as if they were going to vomit out all their internal organs. After finally stopping the overwhelming nausea, they felt a little better.

They wiped the filth left at the corners of their mouths with their hands, endured the discomfort in their bodies and walked towards the house, wanting to join the ranks of help as soon as possible.

They carefully helped those people who were extremely weak and could hardly stand like candles in the wind to stand up one by one, and then gently fed them the magic pills given by An Ning.

After everyone had successfully taken the pills, Zhang Ren's tone softened and he asked, "Do you feel okay?"

This concise and clear greeting is like the warm and bright sunshine in spring, sprinkling on everyone's heart and warming the soul of everyone present.

Gazing at Zhang Ren's eyes full of care and worry, listening to his words full of worry and concern, in this silent atmosphere, suddenly a low and suppressed whimpering sound was heard.

"Wow..." This sad cry seemed to come from the deepest part of the soul, which made people feel pity.

In a moment, more and more sounds merged into it, some were sobbing with tears, and some were grateful thanks: "Thank you... Thank you, you saved our lives..."

These sounds, one after another, blend into one another, converging into a heart-stirring, tear-jerking symphony that lingers in the air for a long time, and the lingering sound is difficult to dissipate for a long time.

The people who originally had empty eyes, full of despair, quietly waiting for death to come, now began to gradually show a faint glimmer of hope that they could continue to survive in their eyes as silent as death.

Zhang Ren looked at the changes in the group of people in front of him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He shook his head and said in a firm tone: "Everyone calm down, now is not the time to relax! We must leave here as soon as possible!"