Chapter 37 In involvement

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The fire is soaring!

Standing in the VIP room on the third floor of Yalta Auction House, Jiang Wei leaned in front of the window and looked down at the bloody scene in the city outside.

Several turbid crowds gathered from all directions and slowly rushed to the towering prison in the southeast. At this moment, the majestic black prison was constantly pouring out of prisoners in yellow prison uniforms. Almost everyone was either holding a burning torch or carrying a kind of burning. The incendiary bomb, like a stream, created chaos everywhere and collided with those who hit the prison.

Skilling and shouting came one after another. In the dark alleys and the spacious streets, prisoners and warriors fell, and people kept getting up from the dirty mud and rushing back to the fighting crowd.

Police, prison guards, various warriors and prisoners are killed together. Among them, there are many capable people with mysterious power. Jiang Wei can often see basketball-sized fireballs and ice arrows falling in the sky. Every shot down will always knock down a person. Almost all of these capable people exist in sniper prisoners. In the criminal camp.

Even if Jiang Wei stands on the third floor more than ten meters high, he can still smell the pungent smell of fire oil in the air.

"It's disgusting!" Compared with Jiang Wei's leisurely look next to him, little Oscar clenched his fist and was so excited that he couldn't be himself. The blazing fire outside reflected in his eyes, like the burning flame in his heart.

"These damn prison guards, monks, damn police, they are butchers and bandits!" Little Oscar kept cursing.

"Oscar, do such riots often happen in the city?" Jiang Wei couldn't feel Oscar's anger. He just sighed, patted Oscar on the shoulder with comfort, and asked softly.

"I...my father died in a riot a few years ago. It was the prison guard who killed him!" Little Oscar didn't seem to hear Jiang Wei's words clearly, and what happened below aroused the deep hatred in his heart, and he fell into grief and anger.

Jiang Wei was a little sad when he heard Oscar's words. In this world, especially Black Mercury, there is no doubt that only fist-sized people can survive. If there is a riot, the lowest level people like Oscar's father who have no power and power, they must be the lowest cannon fodder.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of fighting slowly lowered, and more people began to put out the fire. Although the scene was still chaotic, it was obvious that many unarmed prisoners were not the opponents of those heavily armed police warriors. Many people were beaten and rolled around and howled, and began to have a crowd of prisoners one after another. He was reinvested in the Blackwater prison.

Of course, there are some relatively tough prisoner groups, some of whom have rushed out of the main street of the new district and fled to the vast mountains to the east. In addition, some real vicious people began to attack shops and other places, trying to loot some valuables, which broke into the Yalta auction house. The prisoners are one of them.

But Jiang Wei did not see the scene of President Solo's exertion of his ability. When he was introduced to the VIP room on the third floor by Luhanke, the sound of fighting under the building had suddenly sank down. It seemed that it was suddenly dumb. Jiang Wei only saw that the dark-faced body was wrapped around his neck by the warriors and thrown In the ice and snow outside the auction house.

"It seems to be over." Looking at the fire being extinguished everywhere, Jiang Wei said secretly in his heart.

"Ren me go! It's none of my business! It's really none of my business..." Suddenly, a childish voice sounded at a dark alley near the Yalta auction house.

The child's clothes were ragged and his face was full of blood. He was pushed and carried by a ferocious warrior, as if he were carrying a piece of garbage out of the alley.

The child is short and his waist is soft. At this moment, his face is panicked. His hands and feet are moving like a dying fish in the air. He calls for help sadly, as if he has foreseen the tragic fate waiting for him. He keeps struggling, but every time he struggles, the black plastic stick in the warrior's hand will look for his head fiercely. When you come up, a new blood will be produced.

Jiang Wei was attracted by the child's voice. Looking at the sound, he saw the child's miserable condition, and his heart couldn't help trembling. For those prisoners who escaped from prison and stormed shops just now, Jiang Wei could hold a calm mood because he was an outsider, but when he saw an unarmed child being cruelly abused, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"No, Jiang Wei, you can't move. This is Black Mercury. You can't reveal your identity casually. You have to remember your mission!" Jiang Wei forcibly held his impulse and kept reminding himself in his heart, while his fists still trembled involuntarily in the child's sad call for help. Black Mercury, you are really a sin planet!

"It's Kyle, he's Kyle!" Suddenly, Jiang Wei heard an anxious shout from around him.

"Kyle? Isn't that the child who sells newspapers in the old district during the day? Jiang Wei's heart moved and carefully recognized the child's face. After looking at it for a while, he found that the child's eyebrows were somewhat similar to the newsboy he had seen during the day.

"No, he can't be taken away by those warriors. He must be innocent!" The rioter will be sent to the gendarmerie interrogation room, and he will be tortured to death! Mr. Jiang Wei, you beg him, and I beg you!" Little Oscar shook Jiang Wei's hand desperately, and his eyes flashed with hope.

For a moment, Jiang Wei's heart was almost shaken by the light, but he soon woke up. Although the newspaper boy Kyle was very pitiful, what did he take to save him? You should know that the arrest of the little Kelder warrior represents the ruling class of Black Mercury, and Jiang Wei is just a foreigner who is useless after leaving the Yalta auction house, with a special status.

"Oscar, I can't go. I'll just die. You can't go. If you go, you will be treated as a rebellious fellow party by them. Give up." Jiang Wei squatted down and touched Oscar's head: "Sometimes fate is often cruel and terrible, and we can only accept it bravely." He was impressed by this sentence.

"No, this is an escape, I don't want it!" Oscar, who has always been extremely clever in front of Jiang Wei, suddenly knocked off Jiang Wei's hand that touched his head and burst into tears: "Mr. Jiang Wei, I... I must save him! He is my best friend!" Then the little figure resolutely turned around and spread its calves and ran to the door.

"Oscar!" Jiang Wei stood up and shouted at the little back, "Stop!" But the little back still pushed the door of the room and ran out without looking back.

"What a stubborn child!" Jiang Wei seemed to see his back when he was a child from Oscar... No, he can't let him save Kyle like this, otherwise he will be killed by those warriors! Understanding the seriousness of the matter, Jiang Wei stood up.