Then, they heard Liu Xingxing say things like "other suits" and "to kill or not to kill".
Their expressions toward the "spades" and "hearts" of their fellow players grew increasingly wary. At this point, the antagonism between the new and old residents dissipated, and those of the same suit became a united front.
Suddenly, Liu Xingxing seemed determined and charged directly at the "Spades" and "Hearts" players.
The two men hadn't quite grasped the situation yet, but seeing Liu Xingxing's attack stance, they quickly raised their guns.
Zhou Zheng stopped him anxiously, saying, "They are innocent! They haven't joined any other suits yet!"
Liu Xingxing roared, "If we don't kill them now, do you want their guns to be pointed at our 'Cube' brothers in the future?!"
With things having come to this point, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense, and everyone's eyes revealed their understanding of the situation.
It sounds like the other suits are targeting the "blocks" and want to wipe them out. The two are arguing about whether to kill these two residents of different suits and nip the enemy in the bud.
The new resident of "Spades" gritted his teeth and hardened his heart, ready to shoot Liu Xingxing.
Unexpectedly, one of the "blocks" spotted him and shot him down first.
"Hearts" panicked and raised his gun to fire, but "Diamonds" had more guns and were instantly killed.
Everything happened so suddenly that by the time Qian Chuan reacted, the two men were already lying in pools of blood.
“Boss Zhou, it’s good that you’re kind-hearted, but being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to yourself. We’ll take those two men’s heads!” one of the “Cubes” said.
The others nodded in agreement, some even suggesting, "Boss Zhou, we appreciate your good character. Since you have the largest number among us, we'll follow you from now on, and together we'll take down those who want to harm 'Cube'!"
Zhou Zheng's eyes were filled with emotion. He put his arm around Qian Chuan's shoulder and said, "We 'Diamonds' are family," "From now on, we're all brothers," and "We'll never let people of other suits bully you..."
He said, "Everyone has had a long journey, so we've prepared a sumptuous dinner for you," and "Since we're on Paradise Island, we should definitely enjoy a blissful life..."
They stayed at Zhou Zheng's residence and treated him like a brother for several days.
If life continues like this, a person will become useless.
Qian Chuan sensed something was wrong. Since arriving on the island, he hadn't learned about the situation there or met anyone else. Their information was too limited.
Even though he sensed something was wrong, he didn't tell anyone else.
Firstly, it wasn't his obligation; secondly, they might not even believe it.
So he told Zhou Zheng that he wanted to go out for a walk, even though the residents of the square island deeply resented the island.
“Alright, but Qian Liu, it’s too chaotic outside. If you go out, I won’t be able to protect you,” Zhou Zheng said regretfully.
"It's okay, it's my own choice, I'll take responsibility for it."
When Qian left, he didn't take a single weapon with him.
It's not a question of whether he wants to take it or not, but whether Zhou Zheng will allow him to take it or not.
He had only been gone for two days, and before he had even finished investigating, the war between the City of Spades and the City of Diamonds broke out.
Spade City was initially confident of victory, but unexpectedly, the gunshot on the battlefield completely leveled the playing field.
"Why are there guns in the City of Blocks?! Why are there bombs?!"
This is the sentence that Qianchuan heard most often during his escape.
Looking at his former colleague, who had once shared drinks with him and called him "Captain," who was now in the distance, gun in hand and killing with great gusto, Qian Chuan suddenly realized what was going on.
With the City of Hearts at its core, the two forces relentlessly ravaged every inch of land, their influence so vast that innocent wanderers were plunged into an abyss of endless suffering, their cries of despair echoing across the land.
Money String had no place to rest, nor any identity recognized by the City of Cubes. It could only flee in despair and fear along with the surging tide of refugees.
“Let’s escape to the No Man’s Land! It doesn’t belong to any particular territory, maybe we’ll be safer there,” a refugee’s voice rang out from the crowd.
“But that would mean crossing that war zone!” Another person’s worry swept through everyone’s hearts like a cold wind.
"We're going to die anyway, so we might as well take a gamble!" The group gritted their teeth and made the decision.
Faced with the unknown of death and the known of suffering, people chose the former; it was a struggle in despair, a final cry for the instinct to survive.
Under the cover of darkness, they attempted to sneak out of the war zone.
As they cautiously traversed the war-torn land, an unexpected trap was quietly unfolding.
The Block City's forces had already laid an ambush here, mistaking the refugees for enemy infiltration forces.
With a piercing whistle, a grenade shattered the silence of the night, landing precisely at the front of the refugee column as if mocking fate.
boom--
The flames instantly illuminated the land shrouded in darkness, and also the terrified and desperate faces of everyone. The aftershocks of the explosion, carrying devastating power, swept countless lives into endless darkness, the smell of gunpowder lingering long afterward.
In the brief moment of daylight, Qianchuan saw his former colleagues again.
They transformed into ruthless executioners, wielding guns and mercilessly slaughtering the innocent refugees. Their faces were devoid of chivalry and compassion, replaced by a twisted, almost morbid, glee.
As they pulled the trigger, bullets, like the whispers of death, whizzed through the air and swept towards the crowd.
Qian Chuan's body instantly became the target of these bullets; several cold metal bullets pierced his skin, bringing unprecedented pain.
The pain was so intense that he could barely breathe, and could only stare wide-eyed, letting the terror gradually transform into a hollow numbness.
If Zhou Zheng hadn't later ordered them to conserve their son's ammunition, Qian Chuan might have really died on the spot.
With his last breath and last ounce of will, he followed the route he had planned during his escape and arrived at his destination. The sounds of battle behind him grew fainter and fainter, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He exhausted his last bit of strength, and the world before him began to blur, plunging into darkness like the night. His body, unable to bear the strain, finally collapsed helplessly onto the cold stone floor, falling into a coma.
When he woke up again, Lao Feng was beside him.
For a long time, he was gripped by a fear of loud noises, a condition known as post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). He was unable to live a normal life or communicate normally.
Before landing on the island, he thought he was strong enough, but when he saw so many people die in front of him, he realized that he was too fragile and too insignificant.
Finally, under Feng Mi's meticulous care, he gradually recovered and, through heart-to-heart talks, gradually learned about Feng Mi's past experiences.
“Since you are ‘Six of Diamonds’ senior, you will be my master from now on,” Qian Chuan said.
A teacher for a day is a father for life; he had long regarded Lao Feng as his father.
But then one day, his master didn't recognize him anymore. He grabbed his hand and started calling him "Little Wang," "Joker," and saying "He was wrong"...
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