Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country!

Chapter 52 52· This is heaven! It's heaven! Julio!

fertile--

Brewer next to him screamed excitedly again, perfectly integrating into the environment.

It's a pity, Julio, we're too late. This bastard's clothes and pants have already been emptied. Otherwise, I would have liked to try what it feels like to wear a police uniform! Brewer said with some regret.

No, there is also a baton, can you pull it out and use it...

He was referring to the guard's current state of only underpants and vests.

Of course, it was impossible for the guard to work like this. There is no doubt that his belongings had been divided up by the people in Mobile District after his death, even his shoes were not spared.

Forget it! Forget it! Let's go! Julio, let's go to Caibei District quickly. There must be treasures there that haven't been taken away yet! Hurry, if it's any later, everything will not belong to us!

Although Brewer didn't get anything, he seemed to have seen hope and a miracle, and he said even more excitedly.

But, Brewer, murder is illegal, right... Julio said timidly.

Idiot! Julio, the end of the world is coming! No one will care about this anymore! Uncle Benny said that everything will collapse soon! What we grab and get now will become ours forever !

This is our chance! It's also our last chance!

Brewer's eyes reflected the light of the torches raised by the people around him, flickering. He took Julio's hand, jumped over the guard's body, and ran towards the interior of Caibei District.

This is... the Caibei area? Julio, who had just walked through the washed-out fences and came to the other side of the wall, looked at this scene with some surprise.

Everything in front of him seemed a little different from the beautiful wealthy area he imagined.

Fire, fire, fire.

I saw that several houses nearby were already burning with raging fires, making the city's night glow red!

The bushes on both sides of the road were swaying here and there, and Julio even saw a car inserted upside down into it - and inside the car, there was a driver with blood on his head!

But no one cares about him.

There's nothing left here! It's all been taken away by Uncle Benny and C! Come on, Julio, let's keep moving forward, or we'll get nothing!

Brewer pulled Julio and continued to run forward with the stick in his hand, shouting anxiously.

As they ran, they seemed to be approaching the main battlefield of this self-rescue operation.

As they gradually approached the city, the surrounding area was no longer dominated by residential areas, and there were more commercial shops.

But at this moment, this place is no longer different from what Julio has seen and imagined before, but is almost crazy!

——The doors of the surrounding shops were closed, but all the glass display cabinets had been smashed, and most of the contents inside had disappeared. There were still a few residents of the Mobile District exploring inside.

There were cheers from time to time, and then the poor raised their harvest high above their heads.

The people around you will not snatch other people's trophies. Instead, after excited congratulations, they will work harder to search for the wreckage!

On the road, a car hit a telephone pole, causing the entire telephone pole to break and break straight, flattening the vehicle.

More cars collided with each other. After violent deformation, black smoke was billowing from under the hood, trying to cover the fiery red sky.

Beside the streets and outside shops, some white or black people - mostly white, were lying on the ground. Some made no sound and seemed to be dead, while others were still screaming and moaning, squirming hard on the ground.

It's a mess here!

The end seems to have arrived early!

Whoa whoa--

Seeing this scene, the poor people behind him and in front of him in Mobile District did not have any fear. They held up the flimsy weapons in their hands and scattered and radiated into the rich area.

They shouted meaningless words, like primitive orangutans, eager to use their voices to vent their emotions, and wantonly smashed the shops on the street with the weapons in their hands.

Even though there is nothing left in these shops, they still have to completely break the broken glass into pieces.

When the fragments turn into debris and fly in the streets, from their cheerful expressions, it seems that such a meaningless thing can bring the ultimate joy to them!

In a small shop that was almost empty, a poor man whom he had once met excitedly raised his discovery - a fireworks tube.

He walked to the door of the shop, lit the fireworks tube with passers-by's torches, and pointed it at the sky:

Take back everything that belongs to us! Damn the rich, the rich who like to exploit us, and the white people who are above us!

Return wealth and food, status and power to us!

call out--

As he finished speaking, the fireworks tube was launched fiercely, and the red tail flames drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then exploded violently in the sky!

Colorful fireworks exploded in the sky with a crackling sound!

It's like the opening of a celebration!

Give it back to us! Give it back to us!

The surrounding poor people watched all this with eager eyes. They shouted slogans along with him and raised their weapons in the air.

Let you return it to us, you know!

As if shooting into the sky could no longer satisfy his idea, the poor man holding the fireworks tube suddenly lowered the direction of the fireworks tube and fired at a man who was lying limply on the ground opposite and struggling!

ah--!!!

The man who was already in pain felt the fireworks exploding around him and even on his body. The severe pain made him scream heart-breakingly.

Such cries echoed here, but the surrounding poor people laughed, as if they were enjoying an interesting stage play.

Julio watched this scene, he slowly took a step back and bumped into Brewer behind him.

Seeing the enthusiasm in the eyes of the people around him, Julio was a little scared and frightened.

How come everyone has become like this?

Hasn’t the end of the world not begun yet?

Is this hell?

This is hell!

Bruer, this is the ground... Julio turned his head and was about to ask his best friend this question——

Julio! Heaven! Heaven! Julio! This is heaven!

Brewer didn't look at Julio, his eyes were locked on everything around him.

Fireworks and flames were reflected in his eyes.

He has the same fanaticism as the people around him.

Screams echoed in his ears.

His expression was intoxicated, and the corners of his mouth unnaturally raised into a somewhat exaggerated smile.

This... is heaven! he said.

Giulio was stunned.