Maybe Lao Yao was really unlucky on this trip.

On the way back, they encountered robbers blocking their way.

At that time, the vehicles were driving through the ruins of the past.

A group of strange-looking gerbils flew out from a building buried in the sand, spread their wide wings, and flew through the abandoned viaducts, stirring up a cloud of sand.

Driver Lao Yao looked at the tall old buildings outside the car window, and couldn't help thinking again, that was truly a glorious era.

What on earth caused the era of mankind, which once possessed such high technology, to come to an end?

The world today is desperately difficult. With a shortage of resources and backward technology, almost everyone is struggling to survive in this poor and dark world.

Just as he was thinking this, a flash of red light appeared in the window of an abandoned building not far ahead.

There are people there! There's an ambush!

Lao Yao's heart skipped a beat. Was he going to brake and turn around?

But it was obviously too late, their vehicle was surrounded.

This is a notorious group of robbers, carrying a flag with a skull and crossbones logo, and they are large in number.

There were black gun muzzles and even bazookas sticking out of the windows of the buildings in front and behind.

It was not an enemy that the armed forces on the bus could fight. And the only combatant on their bus was a wounded sentry.

Is it too late to escape?

Lao Yao got off the bus with several passengers and negotiated with the leader of the gang.

He has been following this route for twenty years and basically knows all the mountain-ruling teams and every notorious leader in the area.

This is not the most powerful weapon, but it is famous for its cruelty and perversion.

"All the weapons and money in the car are given to Big Brother. We will never resist, we just want to survive." Lao Yao lowered his head, hunched his back, and kept his attitude to the lowest level.

"Weapons, money, and women." A skinny man in a coat sat high on a pile of rubble, holding a metal beer bottle in his hand and took a sip casually.

"Women..." Lao Yao's expression changed. There were not many female passengers on the bus, most of them were older, with only one or two young ones.

One of them was a young and beautiful girl, who was also a guide.

When he thought of the girl's fair and tender face, he felt sad.

If such a frail little girl fell into the hands of these people, she would not survive for a few days. He had seen these people's methods and knew how they would torture people.

He once had a younger sister who was not very pretty and had dark skin, but she was very smart and hardworking. She and he saved money to buy this car.

However, once when we were traveling together, I was dragged away by my hair by this guy.

Since then, he has been running this route without changing it for twenty years. He just wants to see that dark face that looks so much like his own again.

Twenty years of coming and going had never given him any hope.

"I can give you all the money. I have an energy stone in my car, which I will give to you as a gift. Please be generous and forget about the people, okay?"

Old Yao tried hard to put on a smile and begged in an extremely humble manner, hoping that these demons would occasionally show some kindness.

"Me? There are only a few older ladies in the car. No, there is nothing to keep."

He thought the girl should know what happened and would dress herself up to look ugly, hoping to get away with it.

"As long as they are women, regardless of age, they must stay."

The man sitting on the platform twirled the wine bottle in his hand, his tone sinister, light and full of malicious meaning.

Behind him, several fully armed men were laughing and saying, "As for what use they are for, you don't have to worry about it."

Old Yao lowered his head. In fact, he knew in his heart long ago that the woman in the car would have no chance of hiding if she encountered this group of bandits.

I am lucky to be alive. Those women will have a miserable fate. They will have to live in darkness like animals for the rest of their lives. Just like my sister. They will never get any news and will never see their families again.

But what can we do? There are always too many demons and too much evil in this world.

Most people live a miserable life and die a humble and pitiful death.

He was about to struggle and say a few more words when a half-empty beer bottle fell from the platform.

It was a metal bottle with an expensive brand name printed on it. The golden liquid spurted out of the bottle and poured onto his graying hair.

The metal bottle hit Lao Yao on the head, bounced up and fell to the ground. He didn't even dare to dodge.

He watched intently, waiting for the bottle to hit the ground with a thud.

Then the demons would come down, take the money, and drag the women out of the cars into those dark ruins.

But the expected metallic sound never came.

The bus driver, who was over fifty years old, saw a black glove through the drops of wine on his hair.

The glove caught the empty bottle steadily and placed the bottle gently on the ground, as if afraid of waking someone up.

His eyes blurred and he vaguely saw a black shadow passing through his sight.

By the time he rubbed his eyes and wiped the wine off his head and face and looked again, the battle was already over.

The young man sitting in the back seat of the cab stepped one foot onto the platform of the ruins and stuffed the gun in his hand into the mouth of the skinny bandit leader.

His coat was gone, and his tight black vest revealed the muscular lines of his back. His black gloves held the gun steadily, and the cold muzzle of the gun was stuffed into the enemy's mouth, forcing the fierce robber to slowly kneel down in front of him.

There were four or five burly men surrounding the leader.

All of them showed an expression of disbelief, and covered their necks with their hands. After a while, blood began to flow out from between their fingers.

The evildoers who have killed countless people could hardly believe that there would come a day when their throats would be cut.

Their faces were filled with horror and they slowly fell to the ground, covered in blood.

In just a moment, the ghostly enemy cut off five people's necks and took away five lives.

Ni Ji held a gun in one hand and had his other arm behind his back, his slender fingers firmly grasping a short blade.

The white blade of the dagger was stained with glaring blood, and drops of red blood dripped down.

With one move, he took five lives, and his fingers holding the gun remained steady.

Thick blood flowed out of the corpse and spread on the ground beneath his feet.

He stepped in a pool of blood, his expression as cold as a steep glacier on the sea.

This is a real sentinel, a Shura on the battlefield, who utters no words, cuts throats and kills without mercy, is strong and indifferent.

He would shoot without hesitation the next moment, blowing someone's brains out.

The robbers' leader was trembling, with a gun in his mouth, unable to speak. He could only put his hands together and make gestures to beg for mercy.

"Let them go." The sentry looked down at him, pointing the gun in his hand forward. "No noise, keep quiet, don't make any unnecessary noise, otherwise your brain will explode."

Although he didn't know why he had to keep quiet, the notorious robber leader nodded repeatedly to show his obedience.

He got a chance to survive, and the cold pistol slowly left his mouth. He swallowed, feeling lucky that this was a soft-hearted and easy-to-talk enemy, and with sweat on his forehead, he took out his walkie-talkie and issued a series of retreat orders.

The guns hidden in the windows were collected one by one.

The long-distance bus restarted and left quickly.

Only after they left the dangerous encirclement and saw no one chasing them did the passengers in the car come to their senses.

They were surprised to find that the girl sitting in the front row, behind the driver's seat, was still sleeping soundly.

She had no idea what kind of life and death disaster everyone in the car had experienced. She was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed in the swaying carriage.

Beside her, where the anonymous sentry had originally sat, a miniature killer whale was holding up the sentry's coat, steadily supporting the sleeping girl's head, and trying to maintain balance responsibly.

That is a spiritual body, the powerful fighting force of the Sentinel. To ordinary people, it is a rare and mysterious battlefield killing weapon.

But at this moment, it was just a leather pillow for a little girl to sleep on in the car.

“Is that a killer whale?”

"Wow, the spirit of the Sentinel. I've only seen it on TV."

"So cute, with a round head. Not fierce at all, looks very well behaved."

The passengers who had escaped danger all stretched their heads to look around and talked quietly.

The sentry who saved the lives of a whole car of people returned to the car.

His body was stained with blood and he had a murderous look on his face as if he was ready to slit someone's throat. He stood coldly beside his seat and frowned at his own spirit body.

The killer whale ignored him completely and even turned over in his gaze, with its soft belly facing upwards.

The sleeping girl moved her body and subconsciously hugged its long tail, and slept more soundly.

The little killer whale opened its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth and pink tongue, and whimpered very quietly.

All the passengers in the car couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.

"Wow, so cute."

"So cute."

"Is this spirit really a killing weapon? It's just a mascot, right?"

"It? It's so arrogant. The sentinels can't even command it."

They refrained from saying these words because the sentry standing there still had the aura of killing people.

After a long while, the cute spirit reluctantly gave up its place to the sentry, swam out of the car window, wagging its tail.

After swimming out of the carriage, the killer whale in mid-air let out a cry and its body grew against the wind.

It started out as a small, adorable pillow, but as it swung around it grew to be as big as a bus.

Then, a huge fish with a swollen black back and white belly, its dorsal fin standing tall like a fierce blade, and its body like a giant ship in the sea swam back in the direction they had just left with great momentum.

The car drove through the silent ruins. Behind them, at the place where they had just encountered an ambush, there were some chaotic gunshots in the distance, but soon everything returned to silence.

After a while, the huge killer whale came back with murderous intent and walked beside the car window.

It opened its mouth, revealing blood dripping from a gap between its teeth, scaring the passengers in the car to tremble in fear.

Those cute pillows are all lies.

The overlord of the sea and the most ferocious beast on earth, his reputation is well-deserved.

Driver Lao Yao looked at the big fish shaking its head and tail beside the car window, and quietly wiped the wrinkled corners of his eyes with a rag.

Twenty years have passed. I haven't found my sister, but I finally saw what happened to these people.

Retribution!

With the company of the giant killer whale, the journey was smooth and we finally never encountered any danger.

The mutants roaming in the wilderness were driven away, and the robbers hiding in the ruins never appeared again.

It was not until the moon rose into the sky and the stars filled the sky that Lin Yuan woke up in the shaking carriage.

She yawned and felt that she had slept very soundly.

"We're lucky. We've had a safe journey." She said to the sentry accompanying her.

Thinking back to the time I came here from the White Pagoda, I encountered many twists and turns and many dangers along the way. This time, I was really lucky on my return trip, and nothing happened.

"Yes, you're lucky." The sentry beside her spoke softly, and when she looked out the window, he pinched her shoulders gently and silently.

Lin Yuan felt that the atmosphere in the car was a little strange. The passengers in the car, as well as the driver's mood towards her, seemed to have changed.

How to describe... fear? Surprise? Respect? Sigh?

Anyway, it's very complicated, and I don't know why. She obviously did nothing except sleep after getting on the bus.

The tentacles, having rested enough, regained their spirits and cheered happily when they saw the killer whale swimming under the starry sky, accompanying the car.

【It's a big fish】

【The big fish has been released?】

【Hi, Big Fish】

【sweetheart】

[My candy, my granary]

【Want to play together】

Under the moonlight, the strangely modified bus ran rumblingly in the silent ruins.

The huge killer whale swam in the air, waving its tail fin, and we accompanied them all the way.

Countless smooth pink tentacles happily entangled the killer whale, chirping and making a lot of noise.

A few faint whale calls echoed far away in the cold moon and starlight.