Doomsday strong training system

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Everyone looked sideways, and the person shouting was the punk man who chased and blocked Xue Hongying a few days ago.

He pushes past the chaotic rhythm of the crowd yelling.

"The gang in red has offended the nobles in the upper city. If they are released, what should the upper city people do if they ask us for someone? So we can't let them go. We should arrest them and hand them over to the upper city people. This will save our lives.”

"Makes sense!"

"Yes, they should be arrested and handed over!"

The audience was yelling and shouting, making the Chinese gang very nervous and tense, as if they were facing a big enemy.

"hey-hey."

The thin punk licked his lips with a wry grin.

"I'll see where you're going this time!"

He flashed a sharp dagger from his body, grinning grinningly as he prepared to attack.

"bump"

A stick smashed into his face, knocking the punk man unconscious on the spot.

"Rush out, run!"

It was Uncle Hao who made the move, he knocked out the skinny punk, and was about to break through while protecting everyone.

The chaotic battle started, and the scene was called chaos.

……

At the end of the subway tunnel is also the subway parking lot.

Meng Jiayin was looking around.

"Strange, why is there no one today?"

It can be seen from the scene that many people lived here.

The houses transformed from subway carriages, colorful light sticks, and various lighting equipment are still on, but the huge subway parking lot is empty.

"It's really strange. There used to be a lot of people here, and I've seen Chinese people here."

Meng Jiayin frowned, looking around for clues.

Xu Wanqiu jumped onto a subway car, women's clothes were everywhere in the car, a floor-to-ceiling mirror was erected next to the steel pipe, and there was a pungent stench on the bed.

Looking sideways at the car window, there were signs of broken glass in several places. After careful observation, it was found that it was the result of scratches and impacts, and they had just left.

When everyone was looking for clues, there was a faint sound of fighting in the depths of the tunnel.

Several people gathered quickly and ran towards the source of the fighting sound.

After running not far, I saw a lot of screaming people lying on the floor of the lobby of a simple subway station, with different skin colors, but I didn't see any Chinese.

"Hey, have you seen any Chinese?"

Xu Wanqiu kicked the punk boy on the ground.

"Bah, go to hell!"

The punk boy suddenly launched an attack, and the dagger stabbed Xu Wanqiu's stomach.

"Ding"

Xu Wanqiu was startled, and looked down, the dagger was already bent, and the nano armor didn't even leave a mark.

"If you don't know, you don't know, what are you doing!"

Xu Wanqiu muttered unhappily, and with just a casual shake of his hand, the punk man was sent flying by the supernatural power, fell tens of meters away, hit the wall, fell heavily on the rails, and was knocked unconscious again.

"Help!"

When the others saw this situation, they turned around and ran away in fright, not daring to stay for half a second.

"Hey, why are you running? We don't eat people!"

Xu Wanqiu wanted to stop them, but Mo Qiang reminded:

"There are still fighting sounds ahead!"

"Go and have a look."

Xu Wanqiu was so curious that she rushed to the front, and the two followed closely behind, and rushed into the dark tunnel together.

……

Deep in the tunnel.

Not a single Chinese is here, no matter men, women, old or young, everyone is seriously injured, and there are dozens of enemies in front of them, grinning and confronting them.

"Run, keep running, let's see where you can go?"

Uncle Hao held up the steel pipe panting, and said weakly:

"They are all people living in the dungeon, why do you want to kill them all?"

"No way, we are also protecting ourselves."

Someone explained:

"You don't die, we are the ones who die, who made you red-clad gang so annoying!"

After saying that, he waved his hand.

"Come on, grab them!"

"I fought with you!"

Uncle Hao took turns on the steel pipe and wrestled with the rushing people.

But there were too many opponents, and Uncle Hao was surrounded, and two fists could not reach four hands. Just meeting each other turned into a gang fight, and Uncle Hao was knocked to the ground.

When Xue Hongying and the others saw this, they all rushed forward and started a big scuffle with them again.

The number of Chinese is small, and most of them are old, weak, sick, and disabled. Their combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of the villains in the dungeon. After fighting for about 3 minutes, the Chinese were collectively beaten to the ground.

The leader of the Heizi gang is a burly black man. He stepped on Uncle Hao and shouted arrogantly: