Return 100 days before death

Chapter 116

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They said next?What's next?replace?throw it away?

no!Absolutely not!

Why can the god I admire the most be defiled by dirty people like them? !

A voice that had already screamed through his eardrums told him, "Absolutely not!"

"Kill it! As long as you kill it, brother will be fine!"

"killed!"

"Hey, why is there a child here?" At this time, the people in the office finally noticed the strange movement outside, closed their mouths vigilantly, and opened the door.

As soon as the anti-theft iron door was opened, Shen Qian also lost his last point of strength, inserted his fingers deep into his hair, and knelt on the ground with a "plop" on his knees.

The person inside was the old bureau chief. He kicked Shen Qian's rickety back and cursed: "Don't you know this is a military area? Why did you let a child come in? Get him back quickly, if you listen Go back and talk nonsense about what you shouldn't listen to, can you bear it?!"

"I'm sorry, Director, we just..."

"You all have to die!"

Patrolman: "What?"

Before the half-shocked and half-prepared question was finished, Shen Qian jumped up and threw himself on the old director. His completely absent-minded expression showed that he had no idea what he was doing now. What was going on in his mind? There was chaos, he was like a wild beast about to be robbed of his life, desperate to bite on it, at the moment of exertion, even a group of adults couldn't stop him.

The old director was caught off guard and lay down on the ground, the back of his head hit the door eaves, and he felt a warm liquid flowing on his neck on the spot.

Shen Qian asked inarticulately in a daze, "Why, why did you treat him like this!"

The old director suddenly understood what he was talking about.

The old bureau chief shouted: "Stop it, no, kill this lunatic!"

The patrolmen took out their pistols in a well-trained manner, lowered the safety bolt, and pointed the muzzles of the guns at Shen Qian's head in a uniform manner.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

A scarlet liquid covered the icy ground. When the corpse fell to the ground, he might have been a little unconvinced. He struggled to move, but was kicked against his face by a foot, blocking his last freedom as a human being. The owner of the foot may not be relieved, and stepped on it vigorously, until the skull made a "click" sound, and finally gave up.

Shen Qian held the muzzle of a patrolman with one hand and forcibly reversed the course of the bullet, making the person whose life was lost become the old director.

At this moment, in the eyes of others, he is like a demon that has broken free from control.

But in his eyes, everything will become unstable.

It has been more than half a year, and the warning light on the city wall that looked as if it had been abandoned suddenly sounded, reverberating throughout the city!

The dark clouds in the distance surrounded, thunder bursts, and the sky changed!

And this skin that had been maintained for three years finally fell apart.

In the false world, the environment constructed is always beautiful, the illusion is broken, and at the moment when you are extremely close to the real, you are also close to the truth.

I caught the god bestowed by the sky in the depths of the abyss, and since then, I never want to let go.

Past No.20

Shen Qian was awakened by the next bullet passing through his neck.

He reached out and wiped his neck. Fortunately, the wound did not appear in a fatal position, but he still touched a large piece of hot and humid liquid, completely staining his palm completely red.

But at this moment, Shen Qian did not feel any pain, nor did he have any signs of dizziness due to excessive blood loss. Instead, this eye-catching color was like a sharp sword, piercing through the pain and fear that had been suppressed in his heart for many years. , in the abyss, pulled him up and let him go.

The patrolmen's eyes widened, they lowered their guns, and backed away in a panic.

——Is this child in front of me really human?

No pain, no fear, no fear even.

Shen Qian lowered his head and saw the dead old bureau chief under his feet. The old guy's eyes were protruding before he could close them, as if he had the last chance of dreaming about this sudden change; The monster looked at him, hated but didn't dare to go forward, the swollen veins were swimming around his neck and cheeks, and the twisted situation forced him to stand on the opposite side of everyone.

Patrolman: "Put your hands up and squat down with your head in your arms!"

"Don't move!"

"Report to Team Zhou that something happened here, first detain this kid, go!"

Amid the noisy roars around him, Shen Qian finally remembered that as early as the birth of Doomsday, when Lu Youqi rescued him from the iron car in the train tunnel, many strange things had already changed. It should have been impossible to escape.

The tunnel is so dark and long, the wound is so painful and deep, and he is so small, how can he get out just by saying it?

In his memory, it was wet, cold, and pitch-black at first, and then he heard footsteps and voices, and when he opened his eyes slightly again, he saw a dazzling white light, and he was lying on a cold bed. On the ground, there was no strength in the whole body, and he could not speak. This scene was almost fleeting, and then Shen Qian found himself in the wasteland, and the one in the middle knew nothing.

By the way, actually, when you think about it carefully, why would such a young mixed-race boy appear alone on the long-distance train?And how did he live alone in this wasteland that was almost filled with death in the days when he didn't act with Lu Youqi and the others?

Doesn't all this make people feel strange?

"Hey! Did you hear that, I tell you to squat down with your head in your arms!"

The patrolman raised his gun, not daring to let go of any of his slight movements.

Shen Qian said in a daze: "You guys, what are you thinking?"

"What exactly do you want!"

Of course, the soldiers who were only in charge of guarding didn't know what he was asking about, but one or two smart ones popped up in the middle, trying to calm his emotions, and made a movement of slowly pressing their hands down.

"Don't think too much, nothing happened here." Before he had time to say this, Shen Qian interrupted the conversation, talking to himself again, "Forget it, it's useless to ask."

Both of them didn't know what each other wanted to do, and Shen Qian also felt that it was pointless to continue the stalemate. Just as he was about to leave, his already stiff feet suddenly staggered, and he threw himself forward.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Shen Qian raised his hand to support the wooden table on the side, and immediately stabilized the short-term loss of strength, but he overturned all the materials and covered them with thick blood.

There were his own, and there were those of the old chief.

With this action, Shen Qian flicked his hands, flipped out of the window amidst the white papers flying all over the sky, and fled.

The patrolmen didn't dare to shoot indiscriminately, let alone act rashly. When their sight returned to normal, but they couldn't see Shen Qian's back, they held the walkie-talkie to their mouths, took a deep breath, and said:

"Come up!"

"All search immediately!"

"The criminal is a mixed-race kid. He doesn't act like ordinary people. He has been classified as a dangerous element. Please kill him immediately after you find it. Be careful not to disturb the people in the city."

The last sentence "don't alarm" seems like a joke now. When they returned to the street again, the citizens who were accustomed to a comfortable life had already started to panic because of the warning without warning. Before the patrolmen had time to chase down the criminals in the order, they were blocked at the intersection by these citizens.

The people were panic-stricken: "Officer, don't leave, what's going on?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" The patrolman was extremely irritable in his heart, but he didn't dare to vent it, "Everyone go home, let's go, don't be stuck here anymore!"

"Is the end coming again? Where is that person? He, you call him back!"

"Quiet!!!"

The person they were talking about was Lu Youqi.

Hearing these people keep mentioning Lu Youqi, Shen Qian felt a surge of nausea in his heart. Relying on his still short stature, he put on a coat and hat, bent down and disappeared into the crowd, he neither ran away nor went Looking for Lin Haiyuan or Zhou Yelou, he slowly recalled the lesson of getting lost that night three years ago. According to the map in his mind, he chose the shortest road and returned to the bar without looking back.

It took three years to go from mixed to stable.

But it really only took such a short time to go from being stable to being completely messed up.

As soon as Shen Qian entered the door, he ran straight up to the second floor... In the room Lu Youqi had used before, the old cat who was still sleeping was awakened by his bloody appearance. As soon as he slipped away, the wound on his neck had already started to stammer, and the blood had already been wiped away with his cuff. The speed of recovery was simply amazing.

Then, this high-end dangerous person who was wanted by the whole city, the criminal who killed the chief of the police with his own hands in front of more than a dozen armed patrol officers, rolled himself up on this big bed, under the pure white quilt ,Cried.

This room was definitely not the safest place, but he had to admit that it was the place he subjectively thought was the safest.

Moreover, apart from here, Shen Qian didn't know where else he could go.

Before the old cat had time to run far, it saw the chaotic crowd. Today's weather is very bad, the smell of damp is very strong, it seems that it is going to rain heavily, so it wittyly made a bend with the soles of its feet