Alien Dust

Chapter 22: It's Your Own fault

Outside the window, a fire suddenly lit up, and then the glass window was smashed violently by someone outside!

There were iron bars on the window, and Wu Yingting didn't have time to block the window before he saw the thugs throwing homemade Molotov cocktails in!
Yu Yi and Yu Yu, mother and daughter, were panicked and hurriedly used basins to fill with water to try to put out the Molotov cocktails.

However, the speed at which this Molotov cocktail coated with gasoline spread was very fast. The fire soon became strong and quickly ignited the combustible items in the house!
Soon, the floor of the house became a fire carpet, and the second and third Molotov cocktails were thrown inside, and the windows and walls were also set on fire.

"boom!!"

"boom!!"

Wu Yingting's eyes also turned red. He raised his gun and shot at the person who threw the Molotov cocktail out of the window!
"He has a gun! He has a gun!!"

"Block the door and burn him to death!"

"How dare you resist!"

No one dared to throw Molotov cocktails into the house anymore, but the fire inside the house spread, and thick smoke surged, quickly covering the narrow house.

"Cover your nose with a wet towel and squat down!" Wu Yingting said loudly to his wife and daughter.

"Xiao Hen is still in the room..." Yu Yi immediately rushed into the room and tried to wake Wu Hen up.

"Use the wheelchair, I'm going to go out and fight them. You can run as far as you can with Xiao Hen!" Wu Yingting was furious.

He didn't expect that his brother He Zhichou, who had made his fortune with him, would be so cruel. He didn't even leave room for negotiation and wanted to burn his entire family to death just for 100,000 yuan!
Yu Yi and Yu Yu worked together to move the still unconscious Wu Hen to the wheelchair and pushed him out of the room.

Wu Yingting fired several shots directly at the door. After making sure that no one dared to block the way outside, he immediately kicked the door open.

"Stop him, don't let him come out with a gun!" said the burly man with a smoky voice.

The people outside found an iron frame from somewhere, hid their bodies behind the door, and used the iron frame to block the door tightly to prevent the people inside from coming out.

Although the door was open, Wu Yingting and his family could not get out. Although Wu Yingting had a gun, he could not hit the person hiding behind the wall.

It can be seen that these people from the black shirt organization came prepared, and they are well aware of the trapped people, so they will fight to the death!

“Cough cough~~ cough cough~~~”

"Cough cough!"

Inside the house, the fire was getting more and more intense. Yu Yi and Yu Yu had already started coughing violently. Toxic gas filled the house, and they would surely be suffocated to death if they didn't get out.

The fire began to burn his skin. Wu Yingting was as angry as a wild beast, and kept banging his body against the iron frame in front of the door.

"You will not die well! You people will not die well!" Wu Yingting said angrily.

"Old man, throw your gun to us, maybe the Black Shirt Organization will give you a chance to live." said the man with a smoky voice.

"Old Wu, everyone knows that you once had great powers. Stop pretending and hand over everything you can hide!" He Zhichou continued to mock.

Wu Yingting looked back at his wife and children, his eyes bloodshot.

"I can't give it to them..." Yu Yi shook her head desperately.

For such a small amount of money, they can set fire to an entire family. This black shirt organization is absolutely brutal. Once you hand over the gun to them, you will be at their mercy.

Rather than suffer such humiliation, she would rather her family die here.

Wu Yingting was in pain and despair. He found that he was really old and could not adapt to such a world at all.

He loaded his pistol and looked at his wife and daughter behind him who were as stubborn as he was.

Rather than being roasted alive at the end of life, it is better to end it cleanly and neatly, at least it will be less painful.

Yu Yi looked at her husband and nodded at him.

Wu Yingting was shaking all over, and he raised his pistol...

In fact, what he wanted to do most was to shoot himself first, but as a man, he had to endure the most cruel act in the world and free his family first.

"Huhuhuhu~~~~"

Inside the house, the flames burned more and more fiercely, and thick smoke poured out from the windows and doors, choking the group of people outside the house so much that they could hardly hold on.

Even so, they still had no intention of letting go. Their so-called compassion had long been destroyed when the world announced the doomsday disaster.

The mother and daughter have closed their eyes. They are equally scared, but they can only believe in the afterlife.

But Wu Yingting was reluctant to take action.

He also wants to fight for a way to survive for his family!

Wu Yingting handed the gun to Yu Yi, but walked to the wall, pulled down the burning curtains, and wrapped them around himself!

It was obvious that he did so.

It’s about being a human fireball and breaking through those people who are holding down the iron frame at the door!
But this also means that even if he rushes out, the fire on his body will be difficult to extinguish and he will be burned to death!
Yu Yi was extremely angry. She clenched her gun tightly and vowed to kill all the people outside after she rushed out! !
However, just as he was about to grip the butt of the gun tightly, Yu Yi suddenly found that his palm was empty and the gun that was just in his hand was gone.

Yu Yi immediately lowered her head and found that Wu Hen, who had been sleeping in a wheelchair, had woken up without her knowing, and the old-fashioned pistol fell into his right hand...

"dad!"

This call stunned the old father who was about to cover himself with flames.

Wu Yingting turned around in disbelief and looked at his son Wu Hen who slowly stood up from his chair.

There were billowing smoke and raging flames, but these did not seem to affect Wu Hen at all. He stood tall and straight with bright eyes, giving Wu Yingting a feeling of being reborn!
Wu Yingting had only experienced this feeling in those "superhumans".

Wu Hen is back!
And he transformed!!
"Dad, leave it to me." Wu Hen walked to Wu Yingting, snatched the burning curtain, and threw it deeper into the house.

Wu Yingting was overjoyed and nodded heavily. Wu Hen didn't say anything more. He just listened for a short second and determined the location of the group of people outside the corridor.

When they reached the broken window, there was also someone guarding it. As long as Wu Yingting dared to stretch out his hand and shoot, he would be hit on the wrist by an iron rod!

But Wu Hen didn't even need to reach out.

He walked to the window and threw the gun out coldly!
The old-fashioned pistol flew directly out of the corridor and fell down the stairs in a parabola.

The man with the smoky voice thought that the people inside had finally surrendered, and a smug smile appeared on his face. In such a disaster world, he could live freely and happily with a gun!

However, the next scene shocked the smoky-voiced man.

Because the gun that should have flown downstairs was like a black bird, but it was hovering in the air!
The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the group of arsonists in the corridor!

“Bang!! Bang!! Bang!! Bang!! Bang!!!”

Four consecutive gunshots.

The four people in the corridor fell to the ground almost at the same time!

The bullets pierced their bodies, leaving burning marks on the old walls.

Blood was splattered on the corridor. The arsonists didn't even have time to wail as they were already lying there, their bodies twitching!

The smoky-voiced man collapsed at the door.

He was hit in the abdomen and would not die immediately, but blood was gushing out like a fountain.

The smoky-voiced man stared at the gun that could fly by itself in disbelief, his pupils dilated to the maximum.

These days, he had been relying on his early entry into the Black Shirts to run rampant, but he never thought that today he would meet the rumored awakener. How could he be so unlucky...

There's no point in regretting it because it's just been pierced.

He died before he had the chance to enjoy himself in the chaos, and he was very unwilling to accept this.

"clang!"

He kicked open the iron frame outside.

Wu Hen led his family out of the smoke-filled house.

He glanced at the people struggling on the ground and saw that three of them were wearing black clothes.

Why do these people wearing the same black shirts look so familiar? They look just like cockroaches.

"Don't... don't kill me... I'm just trying to scare you, nephew. I'm your fifth uncle!" He Zhichou lay on the ground, begging in fear.

Wu Hen discovered that He Zhichou was shot in the left thigh.

This made Wu Hen give Xiaoyi a big thumbs up. It turned out that Xiaoyi was so humane. He even knew that this kind of bastard should not be allowed to die so easily!

"You and Xiaoyu go downstairs first." Wu Yingting said to his wife and daughter who had already escaped.

Yu Yi and Yu Yu immediately ran downstairs.

Fortunately, they were not burned, and they should be fine as they choked on some smoke.

"Take some supplies with you." Wu Yingting went in and out of the burning house, carrying out bags of daily necessities.

He had made all these preparations in advance, and he had never expected that the whole family would have to wander so early.

Wu Hen helped to carry a large outdoor bag, waved his hand, and the pistol returned to his palm. He then aimed at He Zhichou who was crawling on the ground leaving a trail of blood.

Just as he was about to get rid of He Zhichou, Wu Yingting stopped him and said to Wu Hen, "Don't waste bullets, and don't dirty your hands. I'll take care of it."

Wu Hen nodded, put away the gunman, and walked towards the stairs.

When he arrived at the stairs, Wu Hen was still a little worried.

He wanted to tell his father that there was no room for too much mercy at the moment.

But when Wu Hen turned around, he saw a father who was extremely unfamiliar to him...

It was a figure from behind, he was holding an iron rod, hitting He Zhichou's knees hard again and again!
He Zhichou's left knee was already injured, and his right knee was broken on the spot. His screams echoed throughout the entire building.

"I was wrong! I was wrong, brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong!!!" He Zhichou cried and begged.

Wu Yingting did not stop. Only after confirming that He Zhichou's right leg was completely rotten did he finally throw away the iron rod.

"We are brothers, and this is the last bit of kindness you can show as the eldest brother." Wu Yingting said coldly.

After saying this, Wu Yingting ran towards the corridor with a backpack filled with daily necessities.

The fire spread even more rapidly in the house. The old building was not very resistant to disasters, especially fires. There were wooden windows, groceries, cardboard boxes, and broken wires everywhere. Once a fire started, it would spread faster and faster.

Soon, the corridor was full of flames and thick smoke billowed throughout the building...

A person with bloody lower limbs was crawling up the stairs bit by bit.

His snot and tears mixed together as he struggled desperately.

He tried very hard, but he climbed very slowly.

The thick smoke and flames were still expanding, more like a vicious beast dragging him into the fire!

(End of this chapter)