When I was about to step into the hall, I already noticed something strange. People's emotions had already skyrocketed, just like a boiling volcano reaching its peak of anger. They began to desperately rob the only food and water from the surrounding people.

People with stronger strength can effortlessly take everything from the weak and dying people around them. This is not an exaggeration. I am not surprised at all by the scene in front of me, not at all. Because this is the general trend and human nature is fundamental.

If something cannot stand the test, time will often prove everything.

The riot began.

The crowd began to shout feebly, and the crowd began to become crazy. They focused on the people carrying packages in the crowd. The reason was very simple, most of them contained food. So these scoundrels began to smash, smash, and rob, and gradually evolved into doing whatever they could.

The purpose is to rob materials at a price. In addition to killing people.

Under such circumstances, bloodshed is unavoidable. They can beat people and rob them, but at least no one dares to kill people.

I had expected all this, so I quickly took out a crowbar I got from the cargo box when I was pretending to be a volunteer. I stood in front of Lao Liu and Zhang Ying, trying my best to resist the bumps and bumps. Lao

Liu also tried his best to hide his satchel, which contained some precious food. Although it was not much, it was enough to last us two or three days.

However, the group of people soon discovered that Lao Liu was carrying private goods, and they set the target of their attack on Lao Liu.

Zhang Ying has never seen such a situation. She looked around and saw that the people around her were looking at them with extremely hungry eyes. The food they wanted was right here with us, and they had already noticed our intentions. Now, dozens of people

People surrounded us, and then a few more people came out, and then a few more people came out...

"They still have food here! What are you waiting for! Come on! Everyone who sees it has a share!" A shout broke out from the crowd, which ignited everyone's passion. They seemed to see the desire to survive, and they were eager to get it.

What you need.

So, they started attacking me.

"whispering sound"!

I hit a weak man who was attacking Lao Liu with his bare hands to one side with a stick, and then stopped the stick in front of the neck of a middle-aged woman with my backhand, and blocked the collision of the person behind her with all my strength. Then,

Others also rushed toward me one after another. Lao Liu and Zhang Ying and I retreated to the edge, and I had to stand in front of them.

"Old Han...please", Old Liu said to me nervously.

I grasped the crowbar in my hand tightly, and as soon as Lao Liu finished speaking, I blocked another young man's reckless attack. Others tried to break through my defensive posture and directly snatched away the precious things around Lao Liu and Zhang Ying.

I would hit the food with a stick without mercy. But strictly speaking, I was not ruthless. This was not because I did it on purpose, but because I simply didn’t have the strength. The torture that lasted for about 3 days made my physical strength worse.

Without basic food intake every day, it is pretty good that the energy can sustain me for simple battles. Speaking of which, the group of people in front of me are not much better.

The reason that allowed me to deal with these people easily was that I had weapons in my hands, but they did not. With this advantage, I successfully stopped several people who rushed up to snatch the food.

People in the back row quickly gathered around.

I opened up a fighting stance and swung the crowbar, trying to stop the group of people rushing up. The effect was pretty good at first, not many people had the guts to hit me. But there were always a few standouts carrying wooden stools.

He rushed towards me. I also knew the consequences of being hit by this wooden bench. Before the wooden bench could be smashed, it would break my head.

Then, just like what I was thinking, he picked up the wooden stool and chopped it down on my head. Such an attack was indeed very stressful, but it is conceivable that he would definitely be unable to swing such a heavy thing due to physical reasons.

I resumed my normal attack action in a short time. So I easily dodged this powerful punch, and found a gap in the attack to hit him hard in the abdomen with my right fist. This punch directly killed half of his life.

When I came out, I saw his eyes widened and his body stiffened briefly, so I kicked him aside.

"Let's go together! Why are you afraid of him?"

There were also several people who rushed up blindly. Such a blind effect was very effective and useful, and even made me breathless. I simply couldn't deal with so many people. Every time I blocked someone, I would kick him sideways.

After kicking another person away, the subsequent attacker would catch me in the middle, causing me to receive a few punches.

Seeing this, Lao Liu threw his satchel directly to Zhang Ying. He also joined the fight. The two of us supported each other with fists and feet, and barely managed to suppress the crowd aside.

So, someone picked up a broom, broke off the broom head, held a wooden stick in both hands, and rushed towards me.

Under the pressure of the crowd, I hurriedly resisted the attack of the wooden stick on me. Our weapons clashed, and the "knocking" sound made by the clash of weapons was particularly loud. But the person holding the wooden stick quickly retracted the wooden stick and chose

He attacked me from the right side, which happened to be my left hand. When he swung the wooden stick again, my parry was already flawless, and the wooden stick hit the iron crowbar with a "pong" sound.

At the same time, the crowd began to become more and more intense, but their main focus was almost on me. Because at this time, you can't help paying attention to a lively group fight. Even if you just glance at it, it is a foul. In this case

Under the attack of many people, my attention became more and more distracted. Soon, I realized that my foot was grabbed by someone. And I was still trying my best to parry the opponent's wooden stick, but the opponent didn't spend much at all.

The strength and attack method was just a simple sweep, but now I was gasping for air, and my blocking strength was getting weaker and weaker. Finally, in a fierce exchange, my crowbar was knocked off my wrist, and I was able to pry it off.

The stick flew to the side and fell to the ground with a clang. Then, with a thrust, he slammed the stick into my stomach.

"Well"!

It was difficult for me to maintain my balance, and I endured the pain and fell to the cold floor. My strength was already exhausted, and I was hit by this violent blow again. It was difficult for me to stand up again. I was defeated. Of course.

, so does Lao Liu. After all, we can’t defeat the power of the crowd...

We were knocked to the ground and were trampled over with their feet. I endured the pain and stared at the panicked Zhang Ying. The girl held the two satchels tightly to her chest with both hands, and people were standing beside her.

Amidst the screams, the bag in her hand was roughly pulled, and several people pulled hard on her arms and corners of her clothes, and some even tried to break her fingers...

"Damn it! These bastards!" Lao Liu punched the ground, gritted his teeth and watched as the bag in Zhang Ying's hand was snatched away. He watched helplessly as all the food in the bag was taken away. He watched Zhang Ying being raped.

Trampled underfoot.

People only care about the food. The food in the bag is enough for them to eat a meal.

"Hahahaha! I got the food!" A man happily held two bags of self-heating rice and held them high in the crowd. His eyes revealed "joy" and joy...

My perspective was fixed on this place, at the moment when he held up the food.

"We have something to eat"!

The crowd erupted into shouts, and those voices came from the lucky ones who had snatched the food.

He was wrong, we were wrong, everyone here was wrong, completely wrong.

…

"We have something to eat"!

"Hahahahaha..."!

…

Then, I heard a completely different sound than the cheers.

"boom"!

A clear and loud gunshot suddenly rang out from the crowd, and the sound echoed in the hall filled with rioters. This shot interrupted the noise of the people, and at the same time announced the end of this man.

…

The man holding the food high fell down when the gunshot was fired, with a bloody hole on his forehead.

He fell in the middle of the crowd, motionless, and his blood flowed all over the ground. The crowd looked at all this in surprise, and all of them unanimously turned their attention to the source of the gunshot. I raised my head and looked in the direction of the hall door.

When I went there, I saw a large group of people in yellow clothes surrounding me. They all had guns and weapons in their hands and their faces were fierce.

After I took a closer look, I realized that these people were wearing yellow prison uniforms. In other words, these people who suddenly appeared in the public's sight were a group of prisoners. Each of them had weapons in their hands, and some had firearms in their hands.

, some holding riot shields and batons.

Soon, among the group of prisoners, a strong man walked out with a pistol in his hand, and there was a smell of gunpowder around the muzzle...

"Hey! Where's the food?" He said to the crowd with such disdain and loudly. He looked around casually, pretending to be looking for something, and then turned his attention to the man he had just beaten to death.

.Then, he walked slowly and arrogantly from the crowd to the corpse, with an expression on his face that said "here he is". Then, he stepped on the deceased's hand holding the food under his feet and pulled it from his hand.

Got out the two bags of self-heating rice.

"They say the food in the community service center is better than the prison. Is this really true..." The muscular man shook his shoulders and said to himself.

"Yeah," he pretended to be reluctant and nodded. Then he turned around and looked at the crowd in the hall. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he ordered angrily towards the group of prisoners:
Chapter completed!