Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 20: Collision

At first, we had to stop every section of the road and re-determine the direction and magnitude of the sound after the sound of water subsided, but soon after the accumulation of water rose to the thigh, the human voice gradually overwhelmed the sound of water. At the same time, it became difficult to walk in the dark tunnels. From time to time, floating objects entangled the ankles. Sometimes the ground under the water was not smooth, and I almost tripped several times.

　　Fujie's condition is much better than me. If it weren't for me to drag her down, she would definitely be able to make it much faster. She was obviously a woman, but she carried more weight than me. I couldn't help feeling ashamed of my small body. She stuck the axe behind her back, holding a simple flamethrower in one hand, and holding me in the other to prevent me from falling.

　　 "I always think that the mind is more important than the body." I said: "A person with wisdom can get everything."

　　 "What about now?"

　　 "I know that the mind is only a part of the body."

　　 "A Chuan, do you know how to write the word'zhi'?"

　　 "Know the sun."

　　 "Yes, Zhiri." Fu Jiang emphasized the last two words and laughed strangely: "You are far from wisdom, boy."

　　 There was something in her words, and when I understood the hidden meaning, my ears became hot. I had known that Fu Jiang was a cheerful and unrestrained woman, but when she was ridiculed so crudely, she was still caught off guard, so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say. I have always been instilled in the notion that a good woman is like a reserved lily, but Tomie has completely subverted this view. She is not a bad woman, but she does not constrain at all.

　　 "Is this a joke?" I said in disbelief.

　　 "Yes, colorful jokes, I created them."

　　 "You are too bad, Fu Jiang."

　　 "I don't think this is part of education. Physiological education."

　　 Traveling in a harsh environment is laborious and depressing, but it is incredible that when I talk to Fu Jiang, I can't feel the passing of time and physical strength. Gradually, the voices of the people could be heard clearly, they seemed to be arguing, and then a violent roar made the rock wall and the water surface shake.

　　 is the sound of gunfire! A group of people are fighting!

　　 When I woke up to this point, my ears were still buzzing. Fu Jiang's pace slowed down, and she also noticed the weirdness ahead. Because I don't know what happened, I hesitated to join the people in front of me. When I consulted Fu Jiang, she seemed quite excited, like a terrorist who fears that the world will not be chaotic.

　　 "It seems we are going to be fishermen."

　　 "They have guns!" I reminded.

　　 "The layman's gun is actually very easy to deal with." Tomoe said very lightly: "Don't you want to see what is going on? Why are they fighting?"

　　"The education I received is to stay away from trouble."

　　"You have been in trouble a long time ago."

　　 "You are right." I lifted the crossbow: "So I have to keep the trouble away."

　　Fujie immediately quickened his pace.

　　 "Just wait for your words." She said.

　　 The gunshots rang densely for a while and then became scattered. Instead, people's shouts and screams became loud.

　　 "Weird, monster!"

　　"Help, help, who will help me!"

　　 "Shoot, don't stop!"

　　 "There are no bullets."

　　 "Dodge, it's coming again."

　　 "Oh my god, oh my god...get out of here!"

　　 They yelled in English, I am a veritable top student, so I can understand it.

　　 The group of people stumbled toward this side, making messy footsteps, but they were so terrified that they didn't even notice the unusual sound of water when we walked. The sound of footsteps coincided with the sound of splashes, and the echo kept reverberating in the corridor. As for me and Fujiang, the stagnant water was gradually receding, the ground began to tilt upwards, and a bright light appeared in front of us, and we were almost at the end.

　　 At the end of the corridor is a falsely opened door. There is no more water here. We stopped behind the door and looked in. The opposite is a cylindrical space with a diameter of 20 meters. The lamp holders on the four walls have been in disrepair for a long time, but they have been inserted into torches. Someone is one step ahead of us and well prepared.

　　 In addition to the doorway where we came out, there was also an open door on the stone wall directly in front. Maybe those people came in from there, but they didn't go deep when they saw the water in the direction where we came. On both sides are stone ladders that climb up along the curved wall, like a pair of arms around the stone platform on the second floor. There is also an open door on the stone platform, and the figure rushes out from the inside.

　　 Some of them have weapons in their hands, and some don’t, but they are all dressed up as ordinary people. The torches on the wall made me think they were well prepared, but obviously they weren't. When the first five came in, the ghosts were sobbing and embarrassed. They spread out on the stone platform, and rushed down the stone ladder from left to right, with lingering fears.

　　 These people converged at the bottom of the column and sat on the ground one by one, with their heads downcast. Obviously, they had suffered a lot before, and they didn't even notice that there seemed to be no one to break.

　　 About ten seconds later, the last person came in. He walked in an orderly manner, appeared very calm, and closed the door easily after entering. There was a bang behind the door by something, and the people under the stone platform were like frightened birds. They jumped up in a flash, until the silence following the impact sounded for a long time before sitting down again.

　　 There are six people, four men and two women, not sure which country they are from, but they have all skin colors and their hair is divided into several colors, brown, black, wine red, and yellow. Some of them are dyed. , Some look like natural hair color.

　　 The last person who came in was wearing a black coat, tall, with a generous face, and wearing a pair of glasses. His half-grey hair was hard and short. He was about fifty years old and exuded a kind of gentle and wise scholar. temperament. There is a cross on his chest.

　　 "I'm a priest." Fu Jiang said softly.

　　 Yes, he is dressed like a priest.

The priest 　　 walked down the steps in a slow but rhythmic gesture. His eyes patrolled around, not young and energetic and sharp, but a feeling of thinking and inquiry, which seemed to be all-inclusive and exhaustive.

　　 He looks like the leader of this team, but in fact no one paid attention to him, and he didn't greet others. He seemed a little independent.

　　 "What the **** is that!" cursed a young man dressed as a hippie.

　　 No one can tell. Someone was sobbing in the silence. It was a young woman with wine-red hair. I can't tell whether it is European or American. The contours of the face are very deep, short and narrow leather clothes and leather pants outline a beautiful figure, exposing large areas of skin. Although Hua's face is bleak, she is still a beauty.

　　 Although dressed up and angry, her personality seems to be a little weak. She is crying secretly by herself, which makes other people a little unhappy. The middle-aged man dressed in a suit yelled to her violently.

　　 "Enough! Shut up!"

　　"Shut up, too!" The one who beat the squat was another woman, a black woman with a better figure, wearing a casual vest and trousers. She said: "If you have the ability, don't be angry with women."

　　 The man in the suit kicked the stone hard and walked to the other side and sat down. The black woman walked to her burgundy hair and hugged her~IndoMTL.com~ and buried her head on her full chest.

　　 "It's a monster, Mandela monster, very rare." The priest said suddenly.

　　 He looked like he was talking to himself, and no one answered him.

Fr.　　's gaze rolled around in the building, and finally fell on the door where Fu Jiang and I were hiding, and Fu Jiang and I retracted their bodies into the shadows in time. At this moment, the diamond-shaped mark on my left hand was scorching hot, and I almost felt sore.

　　 "Who is there?" The priest's hesitant voice sounded.

　　 was discovered.

　　The rest of the people who were already scared jumped up in a flash, took up the messy weapons, and stared at this side vigilantly, looking at the gate and the shadow as if there was nothing.

The people on both sides of 　　 were silent, and their breathing became heavier as the atmosphere suppressed.

　　 Fujiang put down the simple flamethrower, and the gas tank knocked on the ground with a dull sound. Those people then took a few steps back, but then realized that it was wrong, and shouted again sternly.

　　 "Who is there? Come out?"

　　 "No problem, please wait a moment." Tomoe said calmly, and took the axe from his back.

　　 She cast her eyes on me, as if she had a clear heart, and I felt that I knew everything about her.

　　 Tomie is not a person who is waiting to die. At this time, if you want to talk with each other on a peer-to-peer basis, you must show your own means.

　　 Fujiang blocked me behind him, stepped out of the gate, and walked into the sight of the group of people.

　　 They stared at her and couldn't say a word, they all took a breath.

　　 In the eyes of these people who are not well equipped, Fujiang, who is heavily armed but looks weird because of the simple equipment, is naturally terrifying.

　　 While they were all focused on Fu Jiang, I, hiding behind me, raised my crossbow and aimed at them.