Ember’s Gun

Chapter 225: The survivors

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Ender left, and the carriage rolled up dust and quickly disappeared at the end of the street, while Baner just stood there, looking at the remaining hallucinogens with a bit of dejection. Behind the exquisite glass was a ** that was dazzling like starlight.

That was the key that everyone longed for, the key to heaven. Brilliant light rolled and flowed in it. Baner couldn't help but pick one up. A sharp iron whistle sounded from a distance, and the gods of death came on horseback.

There was no such thing as being arrested. Although it was unclear what their plan was, Baner knew that his journey ended here.

Baner took a deep breath. It was difficult for a normal person to face death calmly, and so was he. However, for the sake of his own ideas, he still stayed.

"I will go to heaven..."

He comforted himself in this way, and then looked at the remaining people in the room.

"Everyone come here! Prepare your weapons!"

Ban Er shouted viciously that Eun Tak decided his death, but he did not resent Eun Tak, this was what they were destined to do.

The men seemed very panicked. They had been smuggling goods secretly for a long time without being discovered. It could be said that they didn't care about these things at all.

But the sound of the iron whistle rang out all around, like a flock of black birds announcing their death, circling above the building.

Baner could die, but at least he didn't die like this.

He grabbed all the hallucinogens and instructed everyone to evacuate. This was the junction with the lower city, and they could hold out longer if they fled into the lower city.

Everything was so ridiculous. Sometimes the cycle of retribution comes so quickly. Baner broke open the iron door that he had sealed and dived underground again. The thick steam obscured his vision, but he remembered the way. If he went in from another corner and passed another water inlet, they would be able to reach the lower city.

The sound of the whistle was like the god of death. The mounted police had already broken through the gate. The war airship was hovering above them, observing the situation around them.

"Search thoroughly. If there is resistance, open fire."

Sheriff Donas shouted and pushed open the door vigilantly. Rapid gunshots rang out, and bullets flew through the wooden door. The sudden noise caused panic in the entire street.

He hid to one side and signaled the police officers with his eyes. They all raised their guns and fired a round of shots directly into the building.

After the gunshots, Press rushed in first, smoke and dust flew up, and in the chaos he raised his gun and shot. Although he was an ordinary police officer, Press's marksmanship was unexpectedly good, and the fleeing figure was shot dead by him.

Traces of unloading could be seen, with broken wooden crates scattered everywhere. After gaining the advantage in firepower, Donas led the police officers forward.

I thought there would be a fierce gunfight, but Baner and the others had already escaped without a trace.

The police officers occupied the building in a flash. This time, Su Yalan put all her efforts into eradicating the last hallucinogen.

"Sheriff, there is a tunnel here."

Press shouted as a dark door opened before his eyes. If nothing unexpected happened, those people escaped through here.

Donas ran over to check, but the road was dark and hot, and they had no lighting equipment, so moving forward would undoubtedly increase the risks.

His face was livid. This time Donas had successfully caught them, or was almost there. He didn't want to let these bastards escape, but he was also afraid of the potential danger in the dark.