My desperate jump terrified the four policemen, and they shouted in unison to the sound of subway wheels.

Since they were behind me, they couldn't see the front of the train clearly, and they all thought that I was buried under the wheels, and I thought that in a few seconds, the train would pass by, and they would see me crushed into meat sauce and my head in a different place, and a thick layer of goosebumps would be aroused all over my body.

I was surprised that this almost suicidal jump would work. Originally, I only had one thought in my heart: even if I died tragically under the wheel, it was better than dying in vain at the hands of Guo Zhenchao and Yin Wenbin's accomplices. Under the influence of Guo Yin and the others, I have long regarded all the police as demons who disregard human life. Besides, at this critical moment, I don't have time to tell the difference between good and bad police. had no choice but to treat them as the accomplices of Guo Yin and the others, fleeing as soon as they could, and hiding when they could.

The train flew by, and the light from the window shone on me, bright and dreamlike. The people in the car all stood up, looked in my direction in horror, and pointed. After the train passed by, the children turned around and pressed their faces to the glass as if they had seen a monster emerging from the ground.

The windows swept in front of me like a picture frame, and the glass of each window floated like a flowing mirror. My face was pale, my pupils were wide open, my chest was heaving violently, and my left shoulder was covered in blood. Since I was running with the train on the right side of the train, I couldn't see the sight on the right side of my body.

I ignored the expressions of the people who kept flashing and disappearing in the car window, and my right hand reached to my right waist. It was found that there was no blood, just a swollen lump. Then I remembered that when I jumped off the platform just now, my right foot slid down the railroad tracks. The body was crooked, the right hand was on the ground, and the right waist was softly hit on the sleeper, not being hit by a bullet, and his heart couldn't help but widen, and the strength in his body increased a lot. Maybe I was all about my legs, thinking about how to run wild. Didn't notice the waist was hit. When his left shoulder was grazed by a bullet, the pain in his waist intensified, and he mistakenly thought that his waist had also been shot.

Now. The train was sandwiched between me and the four policemen, blocking their view, and once the train was gone, I could no longer hide. Once again, they fell prey. I had to seize those few seconds to do something. Looking up, there was an emergency fire entrance a few steps away. Leap to the entrance door and pull it hard, but it didn't move.

Time was pressing, so I left the fire entrance and continued to run in the same direction as the train.

My arms swung dramatically at my sides, and my toes bounced like springs on the hard concrete pavement.

The power of a person in a dangerous situation is amazing, and I can run as fast as a train.

The light from the window of the car fell like a veil of light over my shoulder. It then slipped down, dragging several white plumes behind me.

A little girl's face was reflected in the car window. White and red, pink, with long black and long eyelashes, clear eyes as water. She held a kite in her hand that was slowly spinning. The adults around her were all frightened, but she smiled quietly, innocently, and happily, as if she was happy to see me race against the train.

The train was speeding tirelessly, but I gradually felt overwhelmed, and I fell behind step by step. The little girl's dreamy smile faded away. She looked back at me, raised her little fist, her little mouth opening and closing hard, and a pair of pigtails fluttering up and down above her head. She seemed to be shouting cheers. The protruding window obscured her face more and more, and she pressed her face against the glass until only one eye was exposed, half of her face like a moon. The eye was cloudy and blurry, and I could clearly see disappointment in it.

With perseverance, I gritted my teeth and desperately chased the windy train through the dark tunnels.

My throat burned and ached, my lungs clenched like sacks, my legs grew strained, and the soles of my feet slammed against the ground harder and harder. The distance between my body and the back of the train was shrinking.

The little girl's face was replaced by countless other images: white-haired old man, young girl, rickety old man, ignorant teenager, fair young woman, glossy man in overalls, pot-bellied middle-aged man......, all kinds of expressions: fear, indifference, amazement, fearlessness, doubt, disdain...... The endless emergence gave me the illusion that I was running on a completely alien planet, as if I was an alien, a virus that was born to be destroyed.

The train sped mercilessly into the depths of the tunnel, dragging two ethereal white lines behind it. I suddenly realized that I would definitely not be able to catch up with that little girl, just like I couldn't keep up with the fate of running.

The four cops were heavily armed and I was unarmed, and if they caught up, I would fall prey to them again. I looked up and saw a red axe hanging from the curved wall not far ahead, and I hurriedly took it down and held it in my hand.

The last section of the train had left me a metre away, when I suddenly noticed a door on the side of the carriage that I could use to climb to the roof with the handle on the door. I mustered all my strength to catch up with the train, trying to reach out and grab the handle on the door, but I was unable to close the distance to the train due to weakness in my feet.

The train seemed to run faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, it pulled away from me by a dozen or two meters and disappeared into the curve.

I complained to myself that I was too slow to react and didn't take advantage of the fleeting opportunity. If I got on the roof of the car, I would have been able to escape to the next station and get rid of the four cops completely. I was scolding myself when there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the tunnel, and one person shouted, "Quick, don't let Zuo Yan slip through the exit." ”

Three others answered.

It was the voices of the four plainclothes people.

I jumped into the shadows under the roadbed of the sidewalk.

It turned out that the four policemen were searching for Zuo Yan's body between the tracks in horror after the train passed, but they walked dozens of steps and did not see a drop of blood.

I held my breath as I heard them rushing towards me. One of them said in a hurried voice, "Beware of the weapon he has in his hand." ”

I crouched in the black hole under the roadbed, fire axe in hand, my back against the cold concrete wall. Motionless. Suddenly, a chill chilled the back of my neck, and something furry swept by. It tickles my neck.

What is it?

I turned my head to see a spider the size of a fist lying on my shoulder. The spider was red and green, with eyes like jujube pits, and a hideous face, so frightened that I almost screamed. I tried to knock it off with my hand, but I saw that its eyes were round, and suddenly two drops of blood oozed out, and it looked very terrifying. I didn't dare to make a mistake, for fear of angering it and being bitten by it.

The horns of the blood spider stretched forward. They don't attack me. I closed my eyes and shook my shoulder violently, trying to shake it to the ground. But its furry paws gripped my shoulders like a sucker. Not a single bit. Turbulence. Its eyes shrank and puffed, spurting out two streams of bloody arrows.

To be honest, I've never seen such a big spider, and it's blood-red all over it, and it's brightly bathed, for fear that it will be highly poisonous. Seeing those two blood arrows shoot out, although he knew that the distance was too close, he didn't have time to block it. I still stretched out my left palm across my neck. However, my palm did not touch the two blood arrows. I didn't even touch my neck. When I opened my eyes in amazement, I saw that the blood spider had jumped off my shoulder, and hastily crawled out of the shadows and into the red light. I was thankful that I had escaped by chance, but I heard a rustling on my left shoulder, and a long whip leaped over my shoulder, and the cold tail swept over my ear, making me shiver. The whip fell to the ground and curled up to encircle the bloody spider in the heart.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a white-tailed poisonous pit more than three feet long, with bright colors, mixed greenish and brown, and a tail whiter than snow. The viper surrounded the blood spider with its body, raised its triangular head high, opened its huge mouth viciously, and spat out a forked blood letter, looking for an opportunity to attack.

The four plainclothes heard a muffled sound under the pavement in their ears, raised their guns and stopped to stare at it, and saw that it was a colorful poisonous snake confronting a blood spider of astonishing size, and they were all shocked into a cold sweat, for fear that there were other poisons hidden in this tunnel, so they all lifted their toes and walked slowly.

Those spiders and snakes were only one step away from me, and if they turned on me, I would be exposed to four plainclothes eyes. Fortunately, they were so engrossed in each other's attacks that they had no time to pay attention to me. But I still held the axe on my chest with sweaty palms, careful to watch out for the movement of the two poisons.

The white-tailed pit opened its mouth, bared its inch-long fangs, and bit down at the blood spider.

The blood spider jumped to the side sensitively, and immediately dodged the fatal blow of the white-tailed pit viper, and without waiting for the snake's head to retract, it spewed out a stream of blood arrows from its thin mouth. The bloody arrow hit the snake's body, and suddenly turned around, turning into a tenacious blood thread wrapped around the snake's waist.

The white-tailed pit was wrapped around its waist, and it suddenly panicked, struggling to twist and break free.

The blood spider had already burrowed into the gap in the sleeper with lightning speed, jumped out from the other side of the rails, turned its body upside down, and kicked back with all eight legs, pulling the blood thread straight.

The white-tailed pit has a soft waist and is not very forced, poofing on the sleeper, sticking to the ground and bounced randomly, the hard ground slammed under its snake whip, and the sound was amplified dozens of times between the round walls of the tunnel, like a wild dragon swinging its tail, which really made people afraid.

Somehow, the blood spider loosened its feet, and the silk fell to the ground.

The white-tailed pit seized the opportunity, shook its head and turned around, trying to bite off the blood, but the bloodshot was as thin as a hair, and it was deep in the snake's belly, and it couldn't find a place to go down. I was worried that it would be entangled in bloodshot to death, when the bloodworm came out to bite me, but when I saw that the white-tailed snake was so clever that it could not bite the blood, it suddenly raised its head and jumped over the track to bite the bloodworm.

The blood spider hurriedly pulled the blood streak with another force.

The white-tailed viper's waist popped tightly against the sleeper, but it endured the pain, stretched its body straight with force, and suddenly turned around and bit one of the legs of the blood spider. The blood spider suddenly lost its strength, and the blood strands that wrapped around the snake's body did not unravel.

The white-tailed pit shrank its neck hard, trying to swallow the blood spider whole.

I saw that the blood spider was about to enter the mouth of the snake, and I was worried that if the poisonous snake won, it would be unfavorable to me, but I saw that the blood spider suddenly fell all over the body, abandoned the broken leg, and jumped away.

When the white-tailed pit saw the blood spider jump away, he gulped the severed leg into his throat. The legs and feet of ordinary spiders were as slender as grass stalks, but the legs of this bloody spider were as thick as a human finger, and more than three inches long, so that the white-tailed pit had a bulging in its throat.

Although the blood spider lost a leg and was drenched in blood, it was not afraid, and took advantage of the white-tailed pit viper's gluttony, spewing blood arrows around it for seven inches, and then speeding around it like lightning for dozens of circles, until the throat of the white-tailed pit was completely entangled, teaching it to no longer be able to push the broken leg into its abdomen.

The white-tailed pit did not expect that he would take advantage of the moment, but he taught his opponent to hold his death hole. He stopped swallowing and swept his white tail towards the blood spider's head.

The blood spider leaped again, wrapping the blood around its white tail.

The whip of the white-tailed pit viper suddenly bent into a semicircle. But it didn't just admit defeat, its head shook on the ground, its white tail curled in, and it immediately wrapped the blood spider tightly in the center of the whip, unable to move. The white-tailed pit turns around and bites the bloodspider. The blood spider suddenly spewed out two streams of blood arrows, which hit the snake's eyes. The white-tailed pit was in pain, and the whip was struggling with the bullet up and down. Roll in place. The blood spider is caught in the center of the haunting body, and it disappears from time to time.

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Before the winner of this snake and spider battle was decided, the footsteps of the four plainclothes had disappeared behind the bend in the tunnel. I hurriedly drilled out the dark hole and climbed onto the pavement with my hands and feet. Hair rushed in the opposite direction of plainclothes. I turned three corners, and suddenly there was a white expanse in front of me, and my eyes hurt, so I hurriedly raised my hand sideways to block the bright light. Wait for me to slow down. Open your eyes again. The bright light was gone, and it was pitch black: the road underfoot, the arcing wall, the red warning lights, the fire signs, the winding railroad tracks...... Everything in the world seems to have fallen into boundless darkness at this moment.

A trail of slime slowly flowed out of his nose, with a hellish aura. Fishy, salty, creamy. It's bitterly cold.

I could clearly hear who was calling my name, but I couldn't make any sound when I tried to tell it.

I vaguely felt like there were a lot of people around me, and my hands were outstretched but empty.

My subconscious mind told me that I was surrounded by lonely shadows, ghosts that couldn't speak, couldn't breathe, couldn't eat, couldn't walk, and could fly.

My hair stood on end, my limbs were sore, as if I were standing at the gates of hell, and I did not dare to stretch out my palms or toes, for fear that as soon as I stretched out my hand, I would touch a ghost, and as soon as I got out of my feet, I would fall into the abyss from which I would never recover.

I felt my body slowly tipping backwards, gliding through an endless tunnel, as if I had just stepped off flight DZA130 and was lying flat on a mobile carrier and heading to the morgue, wheels gurgling on the ground, but my torso was as weak as a piece of dead wood in the air.

In the past, I used to say that the world was too dark, but now that I think about it, I didn't really understand the meaning of darkness at that time. When I floated alone in this never-ending tunnel, I suddenly realized that the real darkness is actually a kind of maddening nothingness, a kind of dead silence that makes people enter the Tao, a thought that transcends billions of light-years in a second, and an out-of-body awareness. At this moment, I really felt that my soul was fleeing from my body with my eyes, ears, nose, mouth, navel, and even anus, like white smoke behind the subway, turning into a cloud of chaos and escaping into the boundless wasteland.

My body writhed painfully on the narrow sidewalk.

A subway flew by, and the wind blew the sound of hunting.

My body twisted into twists and bent into stiff shrimp, ready to fall onto the rails.

A burst of light came into view, and all the illusions in front of him disappeared. The light faded again, and the tunnel fell back into nothingness.

But I realized that I was falling into a terrible hallucination, and I tried to beat my head to warn it to stop constructing that demonic image, but countless strange images still flashed before my eyes: knotted barrels, bloody muzzles, bull-headed horses struggling to get rid of the dark suction, inexplicable flames on the mountain, white horses galloping like lightning in the sky, poisonous snakes spewing bloody tongues in the abyss, vicious dogs holding people's hearts......

I hastily raised my hands to the back of my head for acupressure.

The flow in the wings of the nose gradually stopped.

My sanity is gradually returning to normal.

I swung my axe in front of me, and the air roared, and the blade of the axe slashed against the concrete wall, and there was a sharp and piercing sound. The hand was like an electric shock, and the numb feeling instantly hit the whole body. The tiger's mouth hurt, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the axe fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

I let out a long breath, and the tunnel followed with a sigh.

I think that the four plainclothes have already gone to the Xunlimen subway station in front, where they must not be able to go, only to run through the Jianghan Road subway station incognito, and return to the tunnel between Jianghan Road and the Yangtze River to find a way out. After a whole night, the police on Jianghan Road may have withdrawn, and when they get there, they can climb out by removing the manhole cover.

Once a person has made up his mind, his heart will become bright, and his feet will be strong. I thought I should have walked as fast as I could, but I still didn't dare to stride with my head held high, let alone run away, because the whole tunnel was still as black as ink, and I couldn't see my fingers or teeth.

The hideous faces of the blood spider and the white-tailed snake repeatedly came to my mind, making me even more afraid to let my guard down. With an axe in one hand and a wall in the other, I groped my way along the sidewalk, my nerves tense as if walking on thin ice.

Suddenly, something grabbed my ankles like pincers and jerked me to the ground and dragged me under the roadbed. (To be continued......)