What else can I do!
Jean looked at the messy streets. The members of the acting department who had been reinforced were putting newly made collars on the mutants lying on the ground, and were still confirming the identities of these mutants.
Gene took out a cigarette, and several team leaders came over.
"Lord Jean!"
Jean nodded, and after explaining the situation to several team leaders, he jumped directly to a roof. Black smoke began to rise from the upper floor in the distance, and Jean ran over quickly.
A large number of mutants have been arrested, and it is unknown how many people have been knocked down. But Jean only remembers that everyone's face was full of unwillingness and anger. It is meaningless to pursue anything now. The only way is
Let this riot calm down.
At this moment, Jean seemed to have returned to the past. In the land known as the Arena, wars were happening all the time. Obviously, it is no longer the era of fighting for food and water, but now
But the scene from that year is still being played out.
After this riot, the city will suffer a very serious impact. No one wants to see this happen, but words can't solve anything now. There have been reports of serious riots in some areas at the bottom, and some armed people
People have taken to the streets, and there have been a large number of casualties in the department, as well as some ordinary people.
The city is a mirror, and everything nowadays ruthlessly reflects the true side of the city. It does not need anyone to lead it, nor does it need anyone to explain it. The real anger and despair are bottomless.
At this time, bursts of brilliant light came from the distance. Jean stopped. He looked helplessly at the situation above. Several other guys had already taken action.
Jean turned to look at a building not far away from him. He quickly shuttled between the floors, and soon broke the glass of the building and jumped in. More than a dozen mutants were brazenly attacking
While committing a crime, a mutant noticed Jean, and several other mutants immediately came over.
Jean didn't say anything and knocked down all of them directly. Jean looked at several women who were still crying. He didn't know what to say to them, as well as the dead people around him and those who had been beaten.
Men covered in abuse.
"Sorry! The people from the business department will be here soon, don't worry!"
Gene said as he turned around and jumped out directly. He could only continue to where the mutant thugs were destroying.
Who should be blamed? Whose fault is it? Why did this happen? Jean no longer wants to think about it. Killing cannot solve any problems. If simple killing can solve some problems, Jean will be willing to do so.
As an executioner, what lies before Jean is the reality that makes him powerless.
Everything that had been accumulated for a long time burst out. After knocking down a thug, Jean stopped. Several students could be seen in the distance, quickly dealing with the mutant thugs.
Deguna has already given orders to arrest as many people as possible instead of directly killing them. This is probably to prepare for the large labor shortage that will arise after the huge turmoil in the city.
Didi didi
Gene answered the phone.
"Come here and get off Jean!"
It was Deguna who called, and Gene was a little surprised.
"What happened?"
"The mutant thugs who invaded the upper level have been basically controlled. There is just a small problem. Come over here. It's at Hawke's house."
Jean turned around and ran towards the upper level with a solemn expression. At this moment, Jean's heart was cold, and a bad premonition was lingering in Jean's mind.
As he passed the tops of the houses, Jean saw that the Xingke Branch had begun to counterattack, and a large number of thugs were under control. The riots in the north would soon subside, but what would happen after they subsided!
Jean sped up, and blue particles quickly overflowed around his body. He could already see many destroyed buildings in front of him, as well as corpses on the street. A large number of members of the administrative department were checking for the dead and rescuing those who had been killed.
Victims of mob attacks.
Jean entered the residential area in District 10 and could see that the originally beautiful courtyards were all out of shape. Soon Jean came to a street near the edge of the middle floor, where Hawke's home was.
Outside the broken courtyard, Gene saw Locke with his head lowered and his hands on his trousers. Deguna was standing beside him. At the door, several corpses of members of the administrative department that had been covered with white cloth were lined up.
They formed a row, and a fence wall in the courtyard was directly smashed open.
Jean tremblingly took out a cigarette, lit it and walked over slowly. Locke raised his head, tears falling from his eyes. Deguna looked at Jean with a serious expression.
When he just stepped into this area, Gene heard a lot of crying. Gene walked to Locke and patted his shoulder comfortingly. As soon as he turned around, he saw Hawke lowering his head.
He held his head, holding Kailin in his arms. His white skirt was stained with blood. The blood flowing on the stairs had not dried up yet. On one side of the yard, there were more than ten corpses lying on it.
Hawke silently hugged his dead wife and stared at the ground in a daze. Gene did not walk over, but just stood there and smoked silently.
The sun's rays were a little dazzling at this time, and Gene closed his eyes.
"I'll leave this to you."
Deguna said, Jean nodded slightly, and then Deguna turned around and disappeared. Locke at the door seemed to be petrified and was still sobbing.
"Kaylin just got pregnant, Gene!"
After a long time, Hawke raised his head and looked at Jean sadly. Jean nodded and walked over. He didn't know what to say or how to comfort Hawke.
Over the years, although Hawke has retired, he still often helps Gene investigate or handle some matters. Every time Gene comes to ask Hawke for help, although Hawke says he is unwilling, he still does it in the end.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As soon as the farm caught fire today, Hawke received the order and rushed to the farm as soon as possible.
"You were fine before you went out in the morning, weren't you?"
Gene snorted.
"Who do I blame? Who do I blame Gene!"
"Feel sorry!"
Gene said and walked to Hawke's side. After sitting down, he put out the cigarette butt and lit another one.
"Originally we decided to have a child this year, but it's a pity that the child will never be born again. I should leave everything behind and stay with her."
Gene lowered his head.
"I don't blame you Gene!"
Hawke stood up slowly as he spoke, turned around and walked towards the room with Kailin's body in his arms.
"It's just that I will never have anything to do with Congress in the future. Everything I owe you should have been paid off! Right."
Gene spoke without nodding or shaking his head.
"You don't owe me anything Hawk! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
squeak
The door to the room was closed, and Gene silently looked at the blood staining the stairs as Locke walked over step by step.
"What the hell am I doing, right?"
Gene pressed his forehead in annoyance, while Locke squatted in front of Gene.
"We all relied on you in the past because you were a friend worth relying on and an enlightened teacher, but who can be your support? Gene."
Gene smiled sadly and stood up.
"Sorry, Fatty, I have to go downstairs now."
Gene said as he looked back at the mansion behind him, and a faint cry came from the house.
“It would be nice to do it again!”
Gene said and walked slowly, Locke looked at him.
"Little Fatty, please stay with Hawke!"
Locke nodded.
"You should be used to this kind of thing."
Jean hummed and walked slowly.
“But no matter how many times I see it, I still can’t get used to it!”
11 in the morning takes you 28 minutes
Hula
A uniform belonging to the chief of Section 12 fell on the ground. Clark looked quietly at the almost burned-out building in front of him. He was trembling slightly. There were still bodies being counted.
Most of the dead staff members were choked to death by the thick smoke, and the door to the underground research facility could not be opened. The programs destroyed by the virus were still being repaired when the fire broke out.
The entire research room was swept away, because many flammable materials were used inside, and the flames engulfed everything here in an instant.
"I'm done!"
To be continued...