Doomsday Sequence Caravan: I Have a Mechanical Heart

half an hour later

Zhao Liang arrived at the place where Zhao Kai had the accident. Looking at the broken glass and the severely twisted and deformed tires, his expression became increasingly solemn.

His gaze swept across every inch of the land, but he saw no signs of fighting or any strange occurrences.

Finally, my gaze fell on the highway sixty or seventy meters away, where three faint black marks could be seen.

His gaze changed, and he rushed over. Looking at the three black marks, which resembled human shapes, he immediately guessed what they were. His eyes reddened instantly, and his hands trembled involuntarily.

"Captain." Those who came with him caught up and, seeing his condition, quickly called out, "What's wrong?"

"The three of them were burned to death," Zhao Liang said slowly in a hoarse voice.

"What?" The expressions of those people changed drastically. "Who on earth is so cruel?"

But Zhao Liang didn't say anything more. He stood there for a long time before taking a deep breath, turning around and leaving. "Let's go back."

"Captain." The others wanted to say something, but Zhao Liang interrupted them, "I said, let's go back."

"Yes." The group exchanged glances and followed Zhao Liang away.

On the way back, the car drove slowly, and it took forty or fifty minutes to get back to the convoy.

As soon as Zhao Liang returned, he found Zhao Li, slapped her without saying a word, and shouted, "Tell me the truth, what exactly did your brother do before?"

"My brother," Zhao Li covered her face, her expression filled with grief, and dared not hide anything any longer, "went to cause trouble for Su Mu and the other man."

"Dad, did he kill my brother?"

"I don't know." Zhao Liang closed his eyes, slowly exhaled, and suppressed the anger and sorrow in his heart. He clenched his fists together, then slowly relaxed them, releasing the repression and pain in his heart.

Now that Zhao Kai is dead, he has no evidence to prove who killed him. No matter how many speculations there are, they cannot override the principles in his heart.

"Dad, it must have been Su Mu who killed my brother." Zhao Li's voice rose a few decibels, as if she had found evidence. "You must avenge my brother."

"I'm asking you," Zhao Liang said coldly, looking at Zhao Li, "What would you do if someone tried to kill you?"

"Then I will definitely kill him," Zhao Li said without hesitation.

"Why did you kill the person who was trying to kill you?" Zhao Liang asked again.

"He killed me, why can't I kill him?" Zhao Li retorted, but then she understood Zhao Liang's meaning, "Dad, are you not planning to avenge my brother?"

"If someone else killed your brother on purpose," Zhao Liang said, looking at her, word by word, "I will avenge your brother without hesitation, even if it costs me my old life."

"But what if your brother went to kill someone, but got killed instead?"

"Then what reason do I have to avenge your brother?"

"Dad, how can you be so old-fashioned?" Zhao Li said angrily. "What era are we living in? You still cling to outdated beliefs."

"Do you want us all to be killed by others before you're satisfied?"

"I will not deceive others if they do not deceive me," Zhao Liang added. "If someone deceives me, I will certainly retaliate."

"This is what your grandfather taught me, but you have never truly internalized it."

"They only think that because they have some ability, they are so great and can bully whoever they want."

"You need to know that there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding."

"I don't want to listen to your high-sounding principles." Zhao Li's voice became sharper. "Since you won't avenge my brother, I'll avenge him myself."

"When I see Su Mu and the others again, I will definitely kill them."

"Stubborn to the end," Zhao Liang said angrily. "Get back in the car."

"Hmph." Zhao Li looked aggrieved and went back to the car crying.

Zhao Liang looked at the sequence transcendent dressed in black and said, "From now on, you keep a close eye on Xiao Li for me. If she does anything unusual, tell me."

"Yes, Captain," the man in black quickly replied.

the other side

Su Mu got out of the car, glanced at the convoy in the distance, and then turned his gaze to the setting sun.

An Xin got out of the car and took his arm. "You seem to really like watching the sunset."

"Pretty much," Su Mu nodded. "It's mainly because it feels quietest at this time of year."

"And it has a kind of..."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "It felt like when I was a child, sitting at the door of my house waiting for my parents to come home from work."

"Mmm." An Xin felt inexplicably touched upon hearing this. She gently rested her head on Su Mu's shoulder and said softly, "I'll watch it with you every day from now on."

"Okay!" Su Mu replied.

"Su Mu, I miss my parents!" After a moment of silence, An Xin suddenly said, tears streaming down her face. "I wonder if they can see me from heaven."

"You can definitely do it," Su Mu said, putting his arm around her shoulder and gently comforting her. "They'll be so proud to see how strong you are!"

"Mmm." An Xin nodded, hugging Su Mu tightly, feeling the warmth from his chest.

Time flies, and three days have passed.

They followed the convoy of vehicles traveling together through thick and thin for about ten or twenty kilometers, neither getting closer nor further away.

Around 10 a.m. that day, a fairly large town appeared ahead, with rows of buildings and wide streets, showing that it had once been a relatively prosperous place.

But now, the place is filled with a deathly desolation.

When Su Mu and his group arrived, Zhao Liang and his group had already been there for nearly half an hour, but they hadn't gone in to collect supplies, as if they were waiting for them.

Su Mu was somewhat surprised, but didn't pay much attention; they were only there to collect supplies.

He and An Xin got out of the car and were about to walk into the town when Zhao Liang and the others also got out of the car and called out to him, "Su Mu."

"Captain Zhao, what is it?" Su Mu looked at Zhao Liang and asked calmly.

"Su Mu, did you kill my brother?" Before Zhao Liang could speak, Zhao Li's sharp voice rang out, her eyes filled with hatred.

"Your brother, dead?" Su Mu raised an eyebrow and smiled disdainfully. "That really is karma."

"Didn't you kill him?" Zhao Li was furious, glaring at Su Mu, her voice even louder.

"Wasn't he with you guys?" Su Mu shrugged and said casually, "When did you see me kill him?"

Zhao Li was about to say something when Zhao Liang interrupted her, "That's enough."

"Dad," Zhao Li snapped, dissatisfied, "why do you always side with him?"

But Zhao Liang ignored her and looked at Su Mu instead, saying, "I called you not to ask about Zhao Kai, but to ask you to join forces with you."

"Deal with the strange things in this town!"