star hunter

"That section of the railway was blown up like that, surely the amount of explosives needed would not be less?"

On the way back, the magistrates still couldn't avoid the bloody storm of the past two days.

"Of course." Su Xian moved his neck, and his joints made a stiff sound, "It is also clear what the 'Shadow' is transporting from the West City at such a high risk."

Xiang Yu sucked in a breath of cold air: "Large quantities of explosives... It seems that there is a long-term plan."

Su Xian let out a long breath, with a look of frustration on his brows: "It's still our negligence... Otherwise, it would not be so easy for them to pass through the separation wall."

Bing Yi curled his lips: "That paragraph is too biased, our people really don't go there every day, it's our fault... But in the final analysis, it's the fault of the Comprehensive Management Bureau! The people they sent there were robbed yesterday morning , It turns out that they have been hiding it all the time. If we hadn't followed the clues to find out where they are, we would probably still be covering it at the moment. If we had said it earlier, we wouldn't have made such a big fuss."

"The most disgusting thing is that we want to help, but those narrow-minded dogs won't let us!" Xiang Yu was still disgusted when he thought about what happened not long ago, "Do you really think we care about their power?"

Bingyi sneered: "It's not the first day you've seen the face of the picket team. I don't think it's that simple. Maybe there's something tricky hiding it, otherwise why would you be chasing people away so hastily?"

Su Xian, who had been silently listening to the two of them complaining, suddenly interrupted when he heard this: "What you said is really possible."

Bingyi looked confused: "What did I say?"

"It's tricky." Su Xian leaned back, lazily nestled on the back of the chair, "Although the picket team has always acted in a very aggressive manner, it's not that you can't even tell the priorities... Ding Chengye sees Doesn't look like such a stupid person. Unless... I really don't want us to find something."

Bingyi was speechless: "...No way, I just said it casually, did I really hit the mark?"

Xiang Yu teased her: "I think you can set up a fortune-telling booth."

Su Xian smiled, but immediately shook his head: "You can't say too much, after all, there is no evidence now..."

Bingyi snorted coldly: "There is no evidence, isn't it because they don't let us investigate!"

"Actually, there is a question that I have been curious about for a long time." Su Xian raised his eyelids, his eyes dimmed, "'Shadow' has become more active recently, and it has also allowed me to see their strength, or their family background... I have been Think about it, where did their weapons and funds come from?"

Xiang Yu and Bing Yi were both startled, they looked at each other subconsciously, and the corner of Su Xian's thin lips gently raised: "To make so much noise, it won't work without money...'Shadow' definitely has a lot of funds, You can see that the weapons they are equipped with are much wider than our governance bureau."

"Then... where did their money come from?"

He still shook his head, and said the same sentence: "I don't know yet."

The two subordinates closed their mouths and frowned to think deeply about this question. Su Xian suddenly felt that the carriage was a bit too quiet, so he belatedly glanced at his third subordinate.

Zhong Yun did not participate in the discussion from the beginning to the end, which is not in line with his character. Su Xian was puzzled at first, but only after looking at him did he find that this person was dozing off.

He closed his eyes heavily, and moved his chin little by little, like a chicken pecking at rice, which is so cute.

It was normal to think about it, yesterday they stayed in the corridor of the hospital all night, and they probably didn't dare to sleep, and they were called over early in the morning, and they didn't even have time to eat breakfast after listening to Bing Yi's complaints.

Seeing his face full of exhaustion and drowsiness, Su Xian couldn't bear it and had no choice but to think, when did he suffer so much?At first glance, it looks like a child who grew up in a honeypot, and he should have a smooth life all his life.

He closed his eyes, and felt that his thoughts were ridiculous. So far, he was powerless to change Zhong Yuncong's situation.

Or, does he want to change?

When he was feeling heavy and uncomfortable, his left shoulder suddenly sank. He turned his head and found that the boy couldn't hold it anymore.

Su Xian couldn't help smiling, never thought that Zhong Yuncong's reaction was not as slow as he imagined, he woke up soon, he opened his eyes sleepily, and found that Su Xian was staring at him, he felt guilty immediately, he felt guilty. Xu Xu glanced at Xiang Yu and Bing Yi sitting in front of him, smiled at him embarrassedly, and said in a small voice: "I just fell asleep, sorry, I will pay attention..."

Before he finished apologizing, Su Xian reached out and pressed his head into his shoulder: "You can rely on it if you want, there are so many nonsense."

Zhong Yuncong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and closed his eyes reassuringly: "You have said that, then I will not be polite."

It's a pity that he still couldn't sleep for a long time after this peaceful sleep, and was awakened soon - after Su Xian read a new message from the communicator, he immediately ordered: "Xiang Yu, turn around and go back the same way."

"Ah? What are you going back for?" Xiang Yu was surprised and didn't delay turning the steering wheel. "Could it be that the grandchildren of the picket team agreed to let us investigate again?"

Su Xian's face was not very good-looking, but he still noticed Zhong Yuncong who hit the car window glass because of a sudden U-turn. He rubbed his forehead while sighing: "No, something happened again."

Zhong Yuncong was completely awake after that collision, he knew something was wrong when he heard Su Xian's tone, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

"That bastard Ding Chengye didn't manage his subordinates well, and beat a woman to death." Su Xian thought that most of the time he was quite self-cultivated, but after knowing the good deeds done by the picket team, he couldn't help being rude, " Afterwards, some people shot at citizens...then they died again."

Zhong Yuncong immediately had one head and two big ones: "...So, two people died?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Su Xian's temples on both sides were throbbing. He stretched out his hands and rubbed them a few times, but the symptoms didn't ease. When people are crowded together, accidents can easily happen.”

As soon as he said this, the car was completely silent, and the originally relaxed atmosphere became extremely oppressive in an instant.

Facts have proved that Su Xian's speculation is correct.

The two lives angered the already restless crowd. They began to attack the pickets present. Although they didn't have any decent weapons in their hands, they basically used whatever they got as weapons. There are a lot of stones, and the large number of people also puts a lot of pressure on the pickets.

At the beginning, they followed Ding Chengye's order of "no shooting at all" and used tear gas and batons, but there were too many people, and while some were smoked to tears and snot, the other group was still in good spirits. Resisted a hundredfold.

After the limited tear gas bombs were exhausted, some picket members were beaten to death by a wave of flying stones, and finally some people defied orders in order to protect themselves.

When life is actually threatened, and there is still a gun in hand, it seems understandable to do so, but it is undeniable that the unbearable shot really added fuel to the fire and made the situation worse, making the already insufficient Reasonable people are increasingly plunged into rage.

The whole scene is like an endless loop with no solution.

Ding Chengye's hands and feet were cold, and he almost collapsed on the ground - when he heard the gunshot, he knew that he could no longer control the situation.

"Idiots! Your entire picket team is idiots!" The first few officials of the Comprehensive Management Bureau who were in charge were also embarrassed by the shock of the situation. They were in a hurry, and it seemed that they were planning to leave from here, but just ran away. At that time, he still did not forget to scold Ding Chengye, "You just wait! I will report to my superiors after I go back. Let me see how long you, the picket leader, can last!"

Ding Chengye's face was extremely gloomy, but it was only for a moment. He quickly returned to his usual humble appearance, and walked over quickly: "Leaders, you just left like this? Then... what should we do here?"

"If you don't leave, are you waiting for these mobs to eat us?" The leader said angrily, "Keep going, I've already reported the situation to the bureau, and reinforcements will come soon...I warn you , don’t kill any more people, or you will pay with your life!”

After finishing speaking, the officials who were terrified enough to run away, Ding Chengye stared at the car as they drove away, clutching the handle of the gun tightly in his hand.

After a while, he took a deep breath, then turned his head, facing the violent crowd, fired his gun into the sky again, and shouted at the same time: "Fuck me calm down! The pickets are not allowed to shoot! Otherwise I will blow your head off first!"

Although his posture is not small, it is a pity that the same routine can hardly produce enough deterrent effect. The lingering sound of the gunfire is quickly drowned in the huge crowd's yelling and attacking, and his pickets are getting more and more out of control. More than one person has shot at the citizens. It is not clear whether he is dead or not, but it is certain that he saw blood.

What's more, the situation is getting worse—there is a huge number of people, crowding and shoving are inevitable during the movement, and there will be a heart-piercing scream from time to time. Ding Chengye looks at the source of the sound, but he can only see a mass of darkness top of the head.

Ding Chengye's eyes darkened, and he wished he could follow the leaders and get rid of this mess.

Just when he was on the verge of collapse, the sound of an engine came from afar.

He looked from a distance, and it turned out to be the governance bureau that had gone and returned.

"It's terrible, it's even more chaotic than I imagined." Su Xian rolled down half of the car window, and what he saw was a mess, but everyone is here, and they can't just sit back and watch the runaway wild horses continue to go crazy, this hot hand If you don't pick up the sweet potatoes, you have to pick them up.

He took a deep breath, then turned his head to look at his subordinates: "We are not many people now, only four of us, and our abilities are limited. Be careful not to attack those ordinary people, but you must also pay attention to self-protection... Really No, fists and feet can still be used.”

"Is it okay to be stunned?"

"Is it okay to throw them out?"

Bingyi and Xiang Yu competed violently one by one, Zhong Yuncong was speechless, and Su Xian couldn't hold back his smile: "Don't be so wordy, is there any tear gas in the car?"

"It should be a little bit, but there are not many in stock." Bing Yi shrugged, "This car has been driving to the West City for a long time, and that thing can't deal with alien species."

"Take it all out, and then ask for more blessings."

It seemed to be a joke, but in the real face of the rioting crowd, several supernatural beings also had a sense of powerlessness, not to mention that there were rules and regulations that restricted their hands and feet, and they really couldn't use it.

Su Xian changed his strategy in desperation: "There is a mountain stream over there, Bingyi, go over there, and then bring the water over; Xiang Yu's tear gas bombs belong to you, throw them as far as possible to expand the scope of effect; Zhong Yuncong, follow me .”

The other two took orders to leave, but Zhong Yuncong's pace was hesitant: "I don't have a mission?"

Su Xian glanced at him: "Why, does student Zhong feel that he has the ability to be independent now?"

Zhong Yun was never convinced, and muttered: "Don't underestimate me, please?"

"I didn't underestimate you, it's just that this kind of occasion is not suitable for you to perform, be obedient and follow me well."

Su Xian patted him on the shoulder, then quickly walked towards Ding Chengye who was running around in a hurry, Zhong Yuncong took two steps, but stopped again.

Su Xian turned his head to look, and found that the kid not only failed to follow, but also mixed into the crowd, and was helping a half-grown boy who was bent over and coughing due to smoke.

"Zhong Yuncong, you..." "I can't help you with other things. I can take care of the injured, right?" Zhong Yuncong knew what Su Xian was going to say, and smiled, "Don't worry, I still have the ability to protect myself." , make sure you won't get hurt."

Su Xian glared at him fiercely, but now he was in such a hurry that he couldn't afford to bother him, so he had to follow his wishes and go to communicate with Ding Chengye alone.

A lot of people were injured in this conflict. Apart from the part injured by the pickets, there were also many injured in the blind stampede.

Zhong Yuncong returned to the car, took the spare medicine box on the car, and tried his best to help the injured, but it was a bit thankless. People were like red-eyed pit bulls, rampaging, seeing Those who wear uniforms are like encountering grave robbers who have dug up their ancestors' graves, and it doesn't matter which family he belongs to, they are all the same in their eyes anyway.

When encountering such a situation, Zhong Yun never was polite, directly knocked him out with a knife, and then dragged him aside.

His style of giving both kindness and power makes people unable to understand, those who have been beaten by him are naturally afraid, and those who have received his favor are also uncertain.

"You just need to be honest, don't make fooling around with others." Zhong Yuncong helped a middle-aged man wipe the blood on his face, and at the same time scolded the first boy he rescued earlier. He was looking at him with distrustful eyes , "What are you looking at? I know it's easy to be stupid at your age, but you can't just run away from others. How old are you? Is it your turn to get involved in this kind of thing? Huh?"

The boy gave him a sideways look with contempt, and turned his face away: "None of your business!"

Zhong Yuncong freed up a hand and gave the opponent a smack on the back of the head: "Don't speak foul language!"

"You!" The boy was rubbing the back of his head and was about to jump, but Zhong Yuncong made a face at him. He was taken aback, then folded his arms and snorted coldly: "I think you are naive! I don't care about you anymore."

Zhong Yuncong smiled and continued to clean up the wounds of the wounded. He never thought that a person fell suddenly at his feet.

He took a closer look and saw that it was a picket member who had been brutally beaten, his eyelids were bloodied, and he didn't know if he could keep his eyes.

"I'll go!" Zhong Yuncong took a deep breath, immediately helped him up, and called the boy next to him: "Come here and give me a hand."

Unexpectedly, the child's reaction was unexpectedly big: "I knew you were with them! These scumbags deserved their death, why did you save them?!"

Zhong Yuncong became a little angry, and he stared at the other party coldly: "I can save you, why can't I save him? In my eyes, there is no difference between you and him."

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhong Yuncong found the young man's humiliated appearance a little funny, and he simply waved his hand: "It's fine if you don't want to help."

After speaking, he devoted himself to the treatment of the seriously injured picket.

After the dressing was done with great difficulty, the wounded man became more conscious. He barely opened his good eye and apologized to him softly.

Zhong Yuncong shook his head, and took the medicine kit to look for other injured people.

But not long after, a painful wail came from behind him, and he turned around suddenly, only to find that the young man grabbed the picket who was about to leave, and stabbed a sharp stone into his injured eye again.

Zhong Yun dropped the medicine box from his hand to the ground.

Are these people crazy?Do they know what they are doing?In order to vent the resentment in my heart, can I hurt others unscrupulously?

Noisy and chaotic sounds and the wind poured into his ears from all directions, mixed with scolding, crying, and screaming, which made his eardrums hurt.

And this pain flowed back along the nerves, gradually eroding his brain, making him have a splitting headache, and he couldn't wait to get rid of the voices that made him anxious.

Then, use your voice to overwhelm them.

"Shut up." He said silently in his heart. At first, his voice was so small that he could barely hear it, but slowly, it grew louder and louder like a snowball, until finally, the snow mountain collapsed.

"Give it all to me, shut up!"

He didn't know if he really yelled, but he only knew that when he regained his senses, the violent crowd really quieted down.

Those dull and rigid faces gradually blurred in his vision, and finally there was only a blank space, just like his brain.

Zhong Yuncong's body swayed twice, and he fell back uncontrollably.