Chapter 1: Doomsday Crisis (FFF)

In the intensive care unit of Jinling University Hospital, Liu Tao sat in front of the bed and looked at the old subordinate lying on it, holding his hand, and talking about some of the past things he had worked with before, although he still looked expressionless, but his heart was extremely melancholy, he didn't expect that things would develop to this point today, his most trusted colleague, the most determined comrade-in-arms, and his best friend would lie here and not know when he would wake up.

"Knock!" there was a knock on the door of the ward.

"Come in!" Liu Tao responded.

Xiao Wang, who was dressed in a police uniform, Wang Zetao walked in. First of all, he saluted Zhang Qiu, who was filled with all kinds of medical instruments on the hospital bed. Turning around, he said to Liu Tao: "Director, the committee told you to go to the meeting at 3 o'clock in the afternoon." ”

Liu Tao sighed and put Zhang Qiu's somewhat shriveled hand into the quilt. stood up, greeted Xiao Wang and walked out of the ward.

Ten minutes later, Liu Tao came to the bottom of a new district building, looked around at the heavily armed soldiers patrolling around, shook his head and walked into the glass elevator of the building, looking at the depressed new district, full of melancholy.

There are not a single pedestrians in the new area, either soldiers or vehicles with special numbers, or researchers in white coats.

The elevator rose to more than 20 floors, and as far as the eye could see, a touch of bright red came into view. Looking at the decoration of the magpie bridge far away, Liu Tao suddenly remembered that today was the Qixi Festival.

"Xiao Wang, do you have a girlfriend?" asked Liu Tao when he turned back to Xiao Wang, who was riding the elevator together. He was a little embarrassed, he usually only cared about work, and he didn't know some of the living conditions of his subordinates.

"Director! I will work hard, and my youth will only be dedicated to the country, the party, and the people. Wang Zetao hurriedly saluted and said.

Seeing Wang Zetao's anxious and flustered appearance, Liu Tao became more and more embarrassed, and continued: "Today, it is the Qixi Festival. I think you young people should ...... Sorry for making you work overtime. ”

Wang Zetao's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said: "Director, if that prophecy is true, and the captain hasn't woken up yet, how can I be in the mood for a date, I have to work overtime every day now, I just hope that the captain can wake up." ”

Liu Tao is not good at words, and he is usually majestic to his subordinates, and he mostly pretends to be. Now, he didn't know how to comfort Xiao Wang, and finally stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "The people and the party are with you." ”

"Hmm. Wang Zetao nodded with tears in his eyes and replied.

The elevator door opened, and Liu Tao and Wang Zetao stepped out of the elevator.

This is the 36th floor, almost on the top floor of the building, and it is full of soldiers with heavy guns, almost every few walks you will see one, they do not squint, like a benchmark.

Liu Tao and Wang Zetao are going to attend a heavyweight meeting today, and the participants of the meeting are big names that Liu Tao can only see in various news in the past. Why is this happening, it all started more than three months ago.

At that time, there was a battle between monsters and hunters on Zhongshan Street in the new district, which disrupted the social order, and the police and some mysterious organizations wanted to stop it, but it seemed that they were interfered with by some mysterious force, and the people outside could not enter, and the people inside were "driven out".

Later, an invisible wall with a black and gray halo fell from the sky on the entire Zhongshan Street, completely separating Zhongshan Street. Originally, you could still see the buildings inside when you look at it from the outside, but after the invisible wall appeared, even the satellite could not take pictures of the scene inside.

Just a few hours later, not only the Jinling area was shaken, but the eyes of the whole country and even the world were gathered here.

An invisible wall that blocks everything, a zone that mysteriously disappears. The unknown attracts almost everyone's attention.

Later, the government's mysterious agency made statistics, and almost everyone on Zhongshan Street at that time left safely, and the people who mysteriously disappeared that day were suspected of being "hunters", and the matter was also judged to be related to hunters, but after that day, all the hunters disappeared mysteriously, just like they appeared mysteriously.

It's not the scariest thing, it's the scary thing in a previous post.

Originally, hunters and awakened were all mysterious, and absolutely most ordinary people would not know about the existence of these people at all. However, on the day that Zhongshan Street disappeared, a post appeared, which not only introduced the hunters in detail, the Awakened, and the Awakened organization, but also successfully predicted everything that happened in Zhongshan Street, and issued a proclamation of the so-called end times.

Generally, posts like this third-rate novel outline quickly sink into the sea, but they are inexplicably placed on the homepage of major websites around the world, and they have been topped, and they cannot be eliminated, no matter how powerful the computer master is, they can't be eliminated, and even the blocking can't be done.

The hunter took up the butcher's knife, and the beast raised its claws. But that's just the beginning. The forbidden place appears, and the bloody man crawls out of the forbidden land, carrying the news of blood.

One day, a blood moon will cover the earth, and you and I will devour each other, and the end times will come. ............" Han Wu read the last paragraph of the post, this is not the first time he has read it, since the post came out, he has read it more than a thousand times.

"Silly Han! Playing with my phone again, is the English scroll sent yesterday written?"

A book hit Han Wu's head, and Han Wu raised his head from the desk and saw the delicate face of Yu Wenyan, a member of the English learning committee in the class.

"It's not a class. I play with my phone. You have to take care of this, too. Han Wu raised his head and looked at her and said.

Yu Wenyan looked at Han Wu's big and small face, always looking at Mimi's eyes. Coupled with the pimples on his face, he endured nausea and wanted to vomit, and continued: "Everyone has paid it, but you haven't paid it." If you don't turn it in today, I'll give it to the teacher. ”

"Got it, got it!" Han Wu threw the book at Yu Wenyan with his backhand. He didn't like this woman very much, even though she had a face that made him unusually lustful.

"Smack!" The book did not hit Yu Wenyan's body, and was grabbed by someone with a backhand. It was the hand of their squad leader, Li Junyue.

"Fool Han, watch your hands and don't throw things. Hit her and make you feel good. Li Junyue put the book on the table, pinched his fingers as he spoke, and made a gurgling sound.

Han Wu looked at the strong Li Junyue and shrunk his neck. This Li Junyue, it is small to provoke him, it is a big deal to fight, the key is that this goods is the squad leader, and he is the one who can bring the rhythm the most. I have a big conflict with him, and I guess I will be miserable in high school for one year!

Li Junyue saw that Han Wu was interested, and he had the intention of admitting it, so he didn't say anything!

Yu Wenyan's voice reached the ears of Han Wu, who lowered his head: "Husband, you are so handsome." ”

"Of course, today is the Chinese Valentine's Day! What kind of gift do you want? ”

After the two left, there was a small discussion in the classroom. The protagonist is none other than Han Wu.

Han Wu clenched his fists tightly, and kept roaring in his heart: "The end of the world, the end of the world." As long as the end times come, everything is overthrown, I must burn this dog man and woman. ”