1.
Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an easily escaped from the ensnared neighborhood.
As long as you are optimistic about the route, the plan is perfect, and the city roads extend in all directions, there are countless ways to achieve your goal.
Behind them, the destruction process of the Bingshan Building was not yet over. There was an explosion from time to time, and the rescue team was late. They always waited for the TV station to take enough shots before showing up to pick up the remains.
"We need to get some more weapons." Bai Jing'an said.
Xia Tian turned to look at him, the man's white clothes reflected light, like a sharp sword. His tone wasn't saying "let's add another box of bazookas," he was talking about something bigger.
"Did I say that?" Xia Tian said, "I really like you."
"I've said it." Bai Jing'an said.
As the car crossed the road, they were caught in the shadows cast by the skyscrapers of Uptown for a moment, but then the sun poured down generously, and there was a large blue sky visible between the buildings.
For a moment it was uphill, and it felt like a rush up, out of hell, toward a brighter place.
Today's sunshine is really good, Xia Tian thought, reminding him of when he first arrived in the upper city. Everything looked hopeful then.
They then discussed a few more words about weapons—there must be no virus, the rich and powerful are full of expensive vaccines, what they need is pure force. Although these people cover the sky with one hand, the omnipotent banquet is always somewhere, and there is always a door, and the people inside are flesh and blood after all.
And any little freedom for people like them is found in artillery fire and destruction.
At the same time, Bai Jing'an turned onto a fork in the road, the car went down, and the shadow shrouded it again.
"If it can end," Xia Tian said, "I want to sleep well in bed for a day."
Bai Jing'an glanced at him.
"I'm also going to buy a whole bunch of soufflés, chocolates and tarts, and just eat dessert all day," Summer said.
"It will end." Bai Jing'an said.
On the road, the sunlight between the two buildings flashed and disappeared quickly, and the cut of light and shadow was sharp and abrupt.
All the news is talking about the collapse of the iceberg building.
Dedicated reporters have turned the history of Iceberg Private Security upside down, reporting sensationalism, dark novelty, and gratifying ratings.
As soon as Xia Tian opened "Blade of the Sky", he saw the host's excited expression.
"Bingshan Private Insurance serves the real big shots behind the scenes in the upper city. This building has undergone several relocations and renovations. It has stood here for more than half a century, and has never been offended like this!" the man said.
"What does this mean? A tremor in our vast, dark foundation? The traffic cameras on Seventh Avenue captured this—"
The screen switched, and when Xia Tian saw him and Bai Jingan sitting in the car watching the Bingshan Building be destroyed, they were simply elated.
The angle of view captured by the TV station is very particular. The road is very high. In the video, the road seems to continue upward without end until it reaches the sky.
The host smiled, from the heart.
"Your Excellency God of War, we intend to destroy everything." He said, "And Bai Lin's blood relative, Bai Jing'an who has an ambiguous relationship with the rebels."
What kind of messed up rumors are these, Xia Tian thought to himself, Bai Jing'an is a native of Shangcheng, how could his relationship with the rebel army be so ambiguous - although it is indeed ambiguous.
But the host didn't care about this, and turned to interview a guest invited by the Ministry of Defense.
"Have you ever thought that for Xia Tian, the world is a prison. Then, could the flame of Lord God of War be a fuse? Connected to a huge explosive magazine that can destroy his shackles?" the guest said. With burning eyes, both the host and the host looked serious and excited, like the backbone of the propaganda department of the rebel army.
"Speaking of prisons," the host said, "we have to mention the recent guest show rumors—"
Xia Tian heard them give a sensational introduction to the guest show, probably saying that this show does exist, perverts, anti-humans and non-humans make fun of this kind of show, none of us should think that we are safe, And many curious details.
Xia Tian turned it off in annoyance, he didn't need to know more.
Bai Jing'an drove the car, turned another fork, and continued down.
He didn't use autopilot, so as not to show the destination on the navigation, and let the hunters all over the city analyze the itinerary.
These data are ubiquitous nets, permeating the sky, the ground and every breath. Uptown is a world of nets.
Xia Tian turned his head to look at the sky in the gap of the road, the azure blue that belonged to the upper city flickered and then disappeared, and the gray building boards were pressed down.
The surrounding light is even darker, the fluorescent lights are on, and the road completely swallows the car.
In the early morning, Xia Tian discussed with Bai Jing'an and decided to go down town.
There are not many stations between the two places, but there are many maintenance passages, and it will not be too difficult for the two of them to go down.
There is no satellite surveillance below, and the spread of power in the upper city has also been slightly hindered... This is indeed a world with nowhere to escape, but they only need to escape for two to three days. If you are smart enough, have professional skills and are not afraid of death, Nor is it impossible.
Sit in the passenger seat in summer and calibrate the marshmallow function in case of emergencies.
When he thinks about his hometown, he feels a little nostalgia - he can't believe that one day he will feel that way. Although there is no light in there, everything is corrupting, and people are dying everywhere.
But there are rules, and if you follow the rules, you have a chance to survive. If you come to the city according to the rules, you will die faster, but the good news is that you have provided the rich and powerful with a lot of fun.
A sports car passed by in the opposite direction, turned onto the departing fork, and could see the taillights of the front car from a distance, and then the car went up and left.
Bai Jing'an adjusted the camera's field of view, Xia Tian clenched the handle of the gun, and said, "What's wrong?"
In the traffic camera, a fork road three kilometers ahead was being surrounded by roadblocks. Bai Jing'an glanced at it, did not go down any further, turned a corner at the fork road, and drove away from this road.
The black van is like a frightened bird, and the slightest clue will disappear quickly.
At the same time, Xia Tian checked the official website of the highway system to determine whether it was really an accident.
There is indeed information on the Internet that a series of car accidents occurred at the three-way intersection ahead, and seven people died.
Not surprisingly, although the cars in Uptown are self-driving, the roads extend in all directions, and are controlled by a central computer, travel has never become safer. This place is full of disasters, human beings are crazy like animals in cages, attacking others and themselves everywhere, car accidents, murders and building collapses everywhere.
but…
"What's wrong." Xia Tian said.
Bai Jing'an stared at the outside, he was still on the highway in the city, but he didn't see a car within three minutes.
He made another sharp turn and drove towards the center of the city.
At this moment, a large area of bright sunshine sprinkled on them.
Xia Tian was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky, and cursed.
Bai Jing'an stared coldly ahead, they were on the lower road, but now they were bathed in the omnipresent sunshine of the upper city.
Above them, the maglev highway was evacuating.
The highway system in Shangcheng is regulated by the central computer, and there will be road docking, changing and changing lanes from time to time in order to achieve the best travel results.
However, the planning of the Shangcheng Highway is sophisticated, and the route change project is not small, and it is not common, let alone such a large-scale change of route.
Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an stared dumbfounded at the slow movement of the stable and huge road in the upper city, the crackling of dust, nails and billboards, the city was like a monster that had been dormant for a long time, waking up hungry.
"I rely on..." Xia Tian said.
It was a main road sixteen lanes wide, and it seemed extremely crazy for a huge monster to recede so easily.
Bai Jing'an looked at this scene viciously, quickly opened the operation screen, and disabled all operation safety programs—the kind that can save your life at the last second of a car accident.
In Uptown, people who drive like this are purely out of their minds, but for them, it's the norm.
Xia Tian turned to look at him and said, "I hope your driving skills are okay."
Bai Jing'an gave him a sideways glance, and at the same time slammed the steering wheel, the van rushed out of the moving lane and fell directly from the road bridge.
At the moment of falling, Bai Jing'an activated the anti-gravity engine, and fell straight to the road below. The heat from the start scorched a large area of the billboard beside the road. The moment the car hovered, he immediately switched back to the hover function, and the whole process was done smoothly, which is a person who is used to driving.
He didn't stop, the car rushed down rapidly, and at this moment, the road above receded again.
Since its completion, the Shangcheng Expressway has never been moved on such a large scale. In a blink of an eye, the dust raised up pollutes the air.
Looking into the distance in summer, in the gray smoke, dozens of dark roads move quickly like tentacles, the colorful holographic advertisements on the roadside flicker messily, dyeing the dust into nightmarish and chaotic colors, and the fluorescent lamps are empty in the sun. illuminate.
Behind him, several armored vehicles followed silently and had been waiting for a long time.
Xia Tian suddenly thought, if they really went to the lower city, would those people just drive away the huge city that has been lying on top of them for thousands of years, just to dig them out and put them on the banquet
He felt a shudder, and there was silence, the gigantic creature moving silently, like an obedient servant. But he could feel the anger against the back of his neck, coming from something unimaginably huge.
Caged in the ruins of the Iceberg Building, the chaotically moving monster behind the entire uptown highway, huge, coming from the depths of hell, eating too much because of greed, expanding uncontrollably year after year, century after century, pitch black The twisted body envelops the world, starving eternally.
And absolutely pissed off, he's always had a talent for making people pissed off.
In front of them, three rows of black vans were parked, with thickened armor, like chariots.
There are two parallel roads approaching the two of them like an aircraft carrier, with layers of cars, roadblocks and hunters standing above them.
In the real-time satellite image, Xia Tian can clearly see the floating air shuttle gathered from above, and the entire highway in the sunward area is under martial law.
Farther away, those people deployed more hunters regardless of cost, and more vehicles, weapons, and roadblocks stood ready.
People were being driven home and diverted. They didn't hear any rumors, because the dignitaries directly expropriated the central computer of the entire city. It no longer worried about traffic and efficiency, but put arresting them at the top of the task.
The climate of the main city is warm, and there are rows of high-rise buildings. It is a prosperous place, but at this moment, there is only a piece of sunshine and emptiness around them that makes people feel chills.
This is no longer a game.
Bai Jing'an thought, he knew, didn't he
At this moment, all the whitewashing disappeared, there was no "freedom to escape" or "do everything possible", the rich and powerful stepped on the rules, and the face after that was naked greed.
This is their game, the fun of the audience is the only rule, what those people want, in the end, they have to get.
Bai Jing'an didn't know why he had hope, discussed the plan with Xia Tian, and fled desperately. He has long understood that this is a world belonging to the devil, and all escapes and dreams are futile.
He glanced at Xia Tian, the man adjusted the bazooka and smiled at him. Like many times when he smiled at him, there was no haze.
People say that his smile is like sunshine and flames of war, tearing apart the darkness. But Bai Jing'an knew that it was also a cold, decisive and irreversible smile, a fire that would burn out in an instant, and was never prepared to stay in the dark for a long time.
But he couldn't help hoping, not chasing that light in vain.
After so many years, he still walked towards that unrealistic light, even though he knew it was a dead end, he could no longer turn back.
He glanced at the rearview mirror, they had nowhere to retreat, and the roads on both sides were already in full swing, and they could swarm up when they stopped.
This is not a show, this is a hunting with all resources.
He turned the horsepower to the maximum with no expression on his face, and slammed forward.
2.
Their car slammed into the armored vehicle at an angle and fell into the road below.
Bai Jingan stabilized the car, but at the same time, the road above receded again, revealing a bare space.
And below them, the road was almost evacuated, and the bustling area of the main city turned into an incomparably huge hollow, and the remaining platforms were full of armored vehicles and heavily armed private troops.
During the moment of falling, Xia Tian grabbed the star rocket launcher and stood up, lifted the roof of the car, and put that thing on the roof of the car.
He took out the matching screws in his pocket and welded a makeshift turret. The efficiency is top-notch, but it took half a minute.
While doing all this, he could see the moving and connecting roads in the distance, and there were huge dark shadows in the dust fog, and the holes were getting bigger and bigger, spreading like an infectious disease.
In a short time, the surrounding area was densely surrounded by cars, and there was no road at all further away, and the entire space was closed and cut off.
Bai Jing'an stepped on the accelerator, and rushed forward without hesitation.
He drove crazily, and Xia Tian quickly shot three times towards the armored car formation in front, almost without a pause in the middle, each landing point was calculated accurately.
In the next second, Bai Jingan's car crashed into it, as if rushing into a sea of flames.
The van given by the fans was much worse than the high-end goods of the rich and powerful, but he rushed with full strength, did not give in, and had a first-class angle, knocking the blocking car away obliquely.
With no shelter, the wind roared high in the sky, tearing the flames and the road, and everyone stood on top of the abyss.
Bai Jing'an insisted on rushing out a hundred yards, staring ahead, his always calm eyes were burning with hostility. Xia Tian rarely sees him like this.
Around them, in the bustling floating city, the city easily presents an abyss, and the illusion of civilization fades away, turning into a nightmare stage.
At that moment, Xia Tian suddenly realized that no matter what skills and abilities they had, and how much they wanted to live, they couldn't get out of this place.
The road ahead was blocked, and Bai Jing'an rushed out of the road again.
The anti-gravity engine had died long ago, and there was no road below to catch them, only a void remained. At this moment, a road stretched diagonally and stopped firmly below them.
The car stopped in embarrassment, Bai Jingan turned the steering wheel back and rushed forward.
Xia Tian looked at the road faintly floating at the end of the fall, wondering if Bai Jing'an felt the same chill in his bones as he did. For so long, even with the devastation they've wrought, those men have used high-powered narcotic bombs, never deadly weapons.
This must be a strong and repeated order from above to have the effect.
He somehow remembered the signing of the Fujin TV station requisition contract when he was in the lower city.
They locked him in a battered folding chair and tore up his only shirt—which his sister had bought for him—because the Float employee in charge said to "inspect the goods."
He said that Xia Tian's "quality" will be written into the evaluation report, which will determine the resource tilt and death method he will get after he gets to the top.
Xia Tian stared at the shirt thrown on the ground in a daze, it was covered with blood, and had been stepped on several times, he wondered if he could wear it again if he got it back.
That's when the man dropped a contract on the dirty metal table for him to sign.
Xia Tian was injured too badly, and he spent a long time trying not to sign his name, the old mother reminded him "invalid signature". The man impatiently grabbed his hand and pressed a fingerprint.
The tablet prompt passed smoothly, and the employee nodded to Xia Tian and said, "Welcome to enter."
Lanson "but he is mine!" The ownership dispute was unsuccessful, and he stood against the wall with a displeased face, and said to the Fujin employee, "What will happen to him?"
"Die on a kill show," the man said.
He raised Xia Tian's chin, looked at his face, and let his body show more under the light. He said: "It should die beautifully."
Xia Tian felt that this was a very serious insult, but he didn't have the strength to resist, and he was used to it. He thought to himself, it's nothing, just tie a chain and go to the sun to fight and kill for the rich to watch.
But as he drifted deeper and deeper into the nightmarish prison of Uptown, he suddenly began to miss the prospect of simple death.
Now he knew it wasn't just life that the gods of Upper City wanted to taste, devour, and suck down.
—After things are done like this, if they die tragically on the spot, the dignitaries in the upper city should be satisfied. But those people don't want them to die.
They don't mind how many people they die, they just want to catch them alive.
Around them, the abyss of the city reflects the empty sky, so few cars and people are insignificant, nothing can fill the huge void.
Xia Tian took a breath and saw that his hands were shaking, the antagonists were not completely effective.
Bai Jing'an was beside him, still calculating the route, looking for the magazines of the bazooka, paranoid and desperate. A sad person who has experienced the most horrible things in any world.
He's the best planner, the best fighter, the best resistance, so trying so hard to make things right.
Xia Tian patted his fort, his movements were gentle and affectionate.
He returned to the passenger seat, ripped off the invisible camera in front of the car, crushed it in his hands, and threw the wreckage out of the car.
He yanked off the one on the back seat, and also destroyed it. No need to pretend to be normal, it's just a fucking show.
Bai Jing'an turned to look at him, holding the steering wheel with both hands, his knuckles turning white.
Xia Tian said to him calmly: "We can't get out."
"No." Bai Jing'an said.
Xia Tian continued to speak.
"I'm going to drive, make some big explosions, you get out of the car sometime, you don't have this on you..."
He pointed to the back of his neck.
"They will follow me, you find a chance and get away in one of their cars." He said, "Your skill—"
"no!"
"It's reasonable, Xiaobai," Xia Tian said, "There's no need for both of us to join in."
Bai Jing'an stared at him, at this moment, the hostility in his eyes no longer flashed by, it was so close, clear and astonishing, he was like a cornered beast, ready to collapse at any moment.
Xia Tian could see his thoughts at that moment—wanting to rush out at all costs, regardless of what happened next, whether he died or was dragged back from the brink of death by this tyrannical force, he had to be with him. He will never bear it again, he can't bear it again!
"You go first, you can come and save me." Xia Tian said.
Bai Jing'an looked at him like he was watching a liar, at a critical moment, he said something stupid and absolutely unbelievable in a serious manner.
"I know the chance is not great, but there will be a little bit." Xia Tian said, "The banquet... must be somewhere, we have a satellite monitoring authority, and a roadblock access right, you can find me—"
He paused for a moment, and didn't know what to say later, so he smiled at him.
Bai Jingan stared at him intently, the car in front moved, trying to form a temporary roadblock while they stopped, Bai Jingan suddenly started the engine and rushed forward.
"This is our only chance." Xia Tian said.
The car slammed into it violently, brushed against the armored car that was about to be closed, rushed out, spun around in the air, and fell down in embarrassment. The scene was chaotic, and the armored vehicles quickly blocked the roads on both sides.
In the sky, the floating shuttle blocked the sunlight, and the light became darker and darker. The bright light cast from the space between the shuttles flashed and then disappeared.
Xia Tian knew that Bai Jing'an had already judged the situation and saw the way out, but he didn't say anything. He doesn't accept it.
Bai Jing'an still wanted to go forward, but at this moment, a gray highway stood up slowly ahead, blocking the way ahead. In the dark depths, more roads rise up layer by layer, as if the giant mouth is closing.
A road broke where they could not see, corpses fell, and the ground shook.
It is impossible for the central computer to perform this operation, which is a manual direct authorization of the core code.
The gray road was surrounded by lights of various advertisements, and for a moment, they were plunged into the night. Xia Tian saw a huge pornographic advertisement flashing past, the cage and collar were clearly visible, and the background was a wine red.
What a filthy place, he thought.
"Xiaobai!" Xia Tian said.
"I will look for you." Bai Jing'an said.
Xia Tian smiled at him softly and brightly, as if it could tear apart all dirty light.
"Well," he said, "I'll wait for you."
The whole procedure is not complicated, just thrilling.
For a while, it was darker, only the light of the fire, reminiscent of the Lower Town... no, darker than the Lower Town. The lights go out, and it's probably a world of pure nightmares where you can't see your fingers.
Xia Tian made a lot of noise, he has always been the kind of person who can make a big noise, there is no shortage of bombs in their car, and explosions and flames can always create enough commotion.
In the flames and the messy darkness stained by holographic advertisements, Bai Jing'an got out of the car without a sound, and hid behind a huge house decoration billboard.
Sometime later, he would break the neck of a hunter in a vehicle, hide the body, hack into the system, and quietly leave the battlefield.
He has this ability, and what Xia Tian has to do is to create a big enough show to attract everyone's attention. He is good at getting people's attention.
Before Bai Jingan got off the car, Xia Tian said to him: "Xiaobai."
Bai Jing'an turned to look at him.
"If it really doesn't work," Xia Tian said, "forget it. Don't come."
The man stared at him as if he had said something heinous.
Xia Tian thought, he would never forget the way Bai Jingan looked at him in his life.
The fire illuminated his face, like blood... The shattered Bai Jing'an, who had lost everything, was pushed to the corner by this world, like a broken sharp blade, which would shatter at any time, but still stained with the blood of the enemy, he wanted to think about it at all costs. To protect something.
He should have been a radiant and fearless person, but at this moment, he looked at him with such fragile eyes, filled with fear, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.
Xia Tian knew what he wanted to say, Bai Jing'an wanted to tell him, when he sees him again... can he not die.
Can you live and go home with him
When Xia Tian saw Bai Jingan for the first time, he was curious about this person.
He teased him, troubled him, entered his life... He didn't know what he was thinking at the time, maybe he was afraid of coming to the upper city alone, and he just wanted to make friends.
But that person finally came out of the darkness of the past a little bit, found the nostalgia for life, and smiled happily at him...but he wanted to leave. It was too much.
He should have known, shouldn't he? You shouldn't make a single friend these days, there won't be any good results.
"I will find you!" Bai Jing'an said.
"Yeah." Xia Tian said.
Bai Jing'an grabbed the car door, Xia Tian said again: "Xiao Bai."
Bai Jing'an turned to look at him, Xia Tian leaned over and gave him a hug.
He felt that Bai Jingan was shaking and needed a hug.
But maybe it was he himself who was trembling.
Xia Tian moved to the driver's seat, looking at the twisted road ahead like a nightmare.
He quickly went through his plan while picking up the grenade on the passenger seat.
He had never believed that others would do anything for him. Evasion, abandonment, and betrayal among comrades in arms were all commonplace, and he was not good to others. The world is like this.
But he was very sure that Bai Jing'an would come to him at any cost.
Even if that's impractical.
He drove the car forward, the flames were blazing, there was no road in front of him, and there was no place to retreat. What a world with nowhere to go.
But Xiaobai still has a way, at least today, his friends will not be captured, played with or destroyed.
He suddenly wanted to go home, to sleep, to eat a lot of desserts, and to lie on the roof and bask in the sun for a while...
Xia Tian stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out, and the nightmarish twisted and empty cage rushed towards him. He calmly calculated the angle and thought about the plan that could cause the most damage—
It was all he could do.
3.
Bai Jing'an left the battlefield amidst the chaos created by Xia Tian.
He found a damaged car, opened the door, broke the driver's neck, shot the gunman in the passenger seat in the head, and sat in the driver's seat.
He drove off the road, and when passing through a billboard of a restaurant, people in the side lane saw him, and Bai Jingan fired two shots, killing him and the driver. When he did all this, his face was expressionless, his eyes were frozen, and there was no light.
No one noticed his actions under the big commotion made by Xia Tian. At this time, the hunters were moving in an orderly manner, and the orders in the tactical channel continued, and everyone's attention was on the bloody God of War.
Bai Jing'an drove the car to the east side of the battlefield. The nearest building was a toy city owned by Fujin Group. The colors were exaggerated and bright, like a building made of candy.
He entered the barricade, blacked out the access control, and went down the driveway. There will be a corridor leading to the road below on the 20th floor.
For a moment, he was surrounded by bright and sweet colors, and smiling cartoon models were everywhere. Because of the hunting, the local people have long been emptied, countless faces are facing the void with eager smiles, and the whole building is like an empty stomach waiting to be satisfied.
In the snatched armored vehicle, one could hear the internal communication intertwined with tactical language, with bloody excitement in the tone, all talking about how to trap Xia Tian, how to catch him without killing him. It was a celebratory hunt.
In the end, Xia Tian made a lot of noise as he said.
He blew up the surrounding roads and armored vehicles indiscriminately. With nowhere to go, he insisted on rushing forward.
At the last moment, the road closed, and countless huge gray teeth devoured their prey. They didn't look like roads at all, but tentacles or fangs mutated from some kind of city.
Then, Bai Jing'an saw a series of huge explosions in the place where Xia Tian was, the fangs shattered, fell down and smashed the road below, Xia Tian's car rushed forward amidst the flames.
The hunters' internal comm channel was in turmoil, with someone yelling: "Is he crazy!"
"There is nothing ahead!"
"I repeat, it must be captured alive—"
"Fuck, what does he want!"
It was far away, but Bai Jing'an felt that he saw Xia Tian's appearance.
He was seriously injured. In the collision just now, a steel bar from the bridge passed through the engine and pierced into his waist and abdomen. It was a fatal wound, and the car was full of blood. But at this time, no one grabbed and said that he needed a styptic injection. He stared straight ahead as if the wound didn't exist, and he held on only by the light in his eyes... and the hope that would burn him.
Bai Jing'an heard someone calling in the internal communication: "Doesn't he know that it's a dead end—"
He knew, Bai Jing'an thought, but without hesitation, he just drove the car towards a dead end. At that moment, the dilapidated car rushed out of its messy gray fangs and into the abyss and sunlight, as if it could fly.
But then the huge floating shuttle above moved.
A miraculous tractor beam was cast from the black behemoth, fixing the car in the air, like a solitary specimen.
The van was completely destroyed, reduced to a mass of rubbish in this stomach-like abyss.
Last night, Bai Jingan was lying in that car, the two of them ate and discussed what to do next, it was as safe and eternal as a home. But at this moment, it looked small and dilapidated, protecting nothing.
At the last moment, Bai Jing'an hoped that Xia Tian would lose consciousness. But he was still mostly awake, unable to move in the car, watching himself slowly rise, swallowed inexorably by the behemoth above.
Bai Jing'an stood in the lobby on the twentieth floor of the toy building, staring at the scene where the air shuttle swallowed Xia Tian's car... The entrance was closed, and nothing could be seen.
He snatched the car, and only found out when he turned on the tactics channel that the Bingshan people called this operation "hunting the God of War", and there was a sense of bloody excitement in the words, as if they were playing a violent game.
They create a god and destroy it.
But Xia Tian is just a young man from the lower city. He lost his family, was abused and tortured, and the local governor sold him to the Fujin Group for official career.
But now, he is just the prey that the world chases and stalks, cornered, they have fun with him, and then destroy him.
Bai Jing'an looked at his own shadow reflected in the glass window, wearing the black uniform that had just been taken off the corpse, he didn't look like him at all, like an evil spirit crawling out from the depths of hell.
The light of the fire reflected in his eyes, there was a world frozen forever in the darkness of the massacre, bleeding, burning, overflowing with hatred, yet as frozen as ice.
The massive hunt was won, they had captured the god of war, and the main course was on the table.
This greedy, disgusting, hell and garbage dump that should be completely burned!
Bai Jing'an found himself trembling and had a severe headache, but he didn't care, he just took a breath, turned around and returned to the car.
Someone in the tactical channel was yelling, those people had realized that he was gone, and they were all looking for him.
He retrieved the satellite image expressionlessly, locked his target on the air shuttle that took Xia Tian away, and thought about every step of the plan. Plan bloody and absolutely insane, almost impossible. After all, it's not just anyone who devours Xia Tian, but... the gods at the highest level of the world's food chain.
Bai Jing'an started the car and left the toy city with a steady hand.
In the dark depths of his mind, the man trapped among countless rotting corpses said in a crazy and cold tone: "I don't care."
No matter what result he will cause, or how many people die, he will get Xia Tian back.
at all costs!
Xia Tian was sure that he would not live long, and so did his family members—except Didi, who hadn't passed her fantasies about heroes yet.
His sister is very worried about his mental state, thinking that one day he will chase the dignified life he imagined and never return. In the end, even the corpses went into other people's stomachs, and they were never found again.
He promised her that he would do everything in his power to survive, but she didn't trust him at all.
Now, she too has been dead for a long time.
Xia Tian kept his promise, he tried his best, but her mistrust was right, he kept causing trouble, his enemy was an enemy, even if it was the whole world, it was still an enemy.
In a trance, Xia Tian felt that countless people surrounded him, some people were shouting, saying that he had to live, and some people injected him with something—a new type of nanomedicine drug
After several rendezvous and transfers, the air shuttle stabilized. For a moment he could feel the doctors retreating, and others coming out of the shadows, gathering around him, staring at him.
He couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't even move, he heard someone laugh, light and malicious.
"Tough enough," said the man.
Half asleep and half awake, Xia Tian felt that someone had touched him, someone... stroking his hair, inserting his fingers deeply into the root of the hair, biting and enjoying it like a sharp tooth. Some part of him was terrified and tried desperately to hide, but there was nothing he could do.
Someone gathered his hair up, exposing the back of his neck, and a voice said, "We must fasten a stronger chain."
Xia Tian fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling like falling towards an upside-down abyss.
At some point, he felt a pain, and something poked in, as if... some monster's tongue was poking through the back of his neck, sucking brains.
For a moment, the darkness turned into countless bright colors, with a variety that could bite people, and the world turned into a pot of psychedelic soup, boiling meaninglessly and endlessly, eating him up.
He heard his own moan, which was very strange, like the helpless whimper of a small animal.
He tried hard to swallow his voice back, the fang-like hand stroked his hair, and said, "Good boy."
When Xia Tian woke up, he found himself lying on a big bed.
The light was bright and gathered around him.
He moved a bit, his head hurting like hell, and he felt nauseous. He subconsciously touched the back of his neck. He was sure that he had undergone some kind of surgery, at least the penalty chip was upgraded by a level. While there wasn't any scar there, Uptown's surgery wouldn't leave anything on the outside, it grabbed him like a spider with countless spindly legs.
Xia Tian wanted to estimate how long he had been in a coma, but he had no clue at all, and completely lost the sense of time. The wound on his lower abdomen has also disappeared. It is not a minor injury that can be treated with a home medical kit... The dignitaries in the upper city were very patient and asked him to go to the dining table alive and kicking.
Don't count on pretending to be faint, Xia Tian sat up and found that his physical condition was very good. He was still wearing his previous clothes, which were covered in blood and had lacerations from the crash, with his coat lying beside him. He was barefoot, without shoes, and all his hidden weapons were gone.
He looked around. This is a house of about ninety square meters. The whole body is elegant crimson, decorated with gold, silver and black. What a long history, reflecting the first-class aesthetic level.
The zenith showed an elegant arc, with built-in lights, all shining on him.
It was warm in the room, but there was something chilling in the bones.
He didn't see any doors and windows, and there was a large statue with a strange shape on the entire wall opposite, with burning lines decorating the corners of the wall, and hanging down like a fence. Xia Tian suddenly realized what it was... It was a cage.
Red, black, gold and silver, the theme of the luxury cage permeates every detail.
It was already prepared for him. A cage of gods.
He got out of bed and walked slowly over to look at the statue.
It seems to be made of pig iron, the overall shape is harsh and weird, exuding bloody and hungry breath, as if it has swallowed many people.
Xia Tian stopped and saw a stylized screaming human face, in extreme pain, losing his personal will, staring at him with empty eye sockets, inside was pure hopelessness.
Then he saw more.
The entire wall is carved with the entangled bodies and faces of countless victims, fused by painfully twisted lines, limbs deformed to form spines, buckles, or railings—
After looking at it for a while, Xia Tian suddenly realized what it was. This is a rack.
He'd heard it mentioned before, but never seen it.
The people who told him were vivid, saying that no matter how hard the bone is, it will be broken on this thing, turning into soft and juicy rotten meat, and it will only serve the master wholeheartedly.
Xia Tian stared at those spikes, buckles and protrusions, thinking about what they were for, then felt a chill, couldn't hold back, bent over and retched.
It couldn't be new, he thought, the crooked frame must have hosted countless people like him, screaming, bowing, and smashing under the bloody "art" of Uptown.
"Welcome to the guest show," said a voice.
Xia Tian's body tensed up, but he didn't move. This is the center of the stage that is precisely arranged, and there must be countless cameras around it, covering the body like a dense net, observing every detail.
"Until today, we finally put the God of War, still stained with blood, in a cage as prey after a fierce battle, and put it on everyone's dining table." The voice continued, it sounded very close, but it was omnipresent.
Xia Tian doesn't remember this voice, but he may have encountered it at a certain dinner party. In this kind of place, everyone who smiles at you may be the one who will eat you.
"It has been voted that we will undertake a very ancient, refined and artistic activity, and that we will 'tame' first," said the voice again.
He is not talking to Xia Tian, but is speaking to some other people outside the house or the more distant terminal. He spoke as if he didn't exist.
"This will be the process of destroying a person's will." The narrator said, "This project is most suitable for strong and wild prey. When it is put on the torture rack and the one who breaks the bones is God of War, it must be particularly bloody. Zhang Zhang!"
Xia Tian lowered his head and listened quietly, he clenched his fist, then let go, his hand was very cold, the blood seemed to be unable to flow to the fingertips.
He thought of Bai Jing'an.
It’s no good to think about it at this time, you can’t count on anyone in this world, you can only fight your own way, or die silently in the shadow of the city’s filth, becoming one of the mountains of corrupt flesh and blood.
He did all the preparations.
But the image of that person just emerged clearly, like a small light in this dark and hopeless place. He thought, what is he doing
escaped
Still thinking about how to save him
Will he be able to return home in his lifetime