"What's going on?" A high-ranking member of the Redemption Society felt a pang in his heart as he looked at the dissipating barrier.

This is not a good phenomenon.

The barrier surrounding the entire community was also created by 'Ye Di'.

Now that the barrier has disappeared, has something happened to Yeti inside?

"Send someone in to check immediately."

Another high-ranking member of the Redemption Society gave the order.

"Why don't we just go in and take a look?"

Those who are impatient can no longer hold back and immediately rush forward.

As a result, they saw the entire strange community collapse.

The mentality of these high-level committee members is a little broken at this moment.

Seeing this scene, their reactions were surprisingly consistent.

Something happened to Yeti.

Otherwise this community would not have collapsed.

"Detect and see if we can find him!" Someone calmed down and said this immediately.

Among the five high-level committee members there are those who are good at probing.

Within a certain range, he can keep track of any movement. If he wants to find someone, as long as the other person is within this range, it will be impossible not to find him.

"Can't find it. There's not even a trace of it." The senior executive who was good at investigation had a grim expression on his face.

"Impossible, try again."

"It's the same if we try again. There is indeed no trace of Yeti. He is not here, or he has been killed!"

Got killed?

At this moment, these four words were like a huge stone weighing thousands of pounds, directly pressing on the shoulders of these committee members, so that no one spoke for the next ten seconds.

The silence was eerie.

Finally someone responded.

"Impossible, that's Yeti. We used all our resources to create Yeti. Even if it's just a prototype, it's still Yeti. How could he be killed? No one in this world can kill him."

Someone yelled.

The kind with a red face and thick neck.

It's not an argument, it's purely a vent, a stress response caused by fear.

After he finished speaking, he remained silent and looked at the other four people, hoping that someone would come out and agree with him.

But no one said anything.

There was silence again.

In less than a minute, I went from doubt and suspicion to shock and disbelief to acceptance of reality.

Your mentality is like being on a roller coaster, sometimes high, sometimes low.

This rapid change can be overwhelming.

Fortunately, these five top leaders of the Redemption Society are not ordinary people, and it is impossible for ordinary people to lead the Redemption Society today.

"Are there any other gods at the scene?" someone asked.

"Yes, God Meng!"

"Is it this? It's no match for Yeti, is there anyone else?"

"Yes, but I haven't seen its aura before. Besides, there are several other auras in the air besides Yeti. They are strange, but very scary."

“How scary is it?”

"It feels as scary as Yeti."

“…”

“Go!”

"What?"

"Don't ask any more questions. Let's go. There is a high possibility that Yeti has been killed. If they can kill Yeti, they can also kill us. So let's go. Let's go now."

The five top leaders of the Redemption Society seemed to have reached a consensus in an instant.

Turn around and walk away.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Since the other party can kill Yeti, it will be easy for them to kill them.

The change in mentality is so quick.

He was arrogant and confident at the beginning, thinking that he could rule the blue planet in the next second, but ended up suffering a blow and running wildly on the road between shock, fear and acceptance of reality.

In the end, in order to save his life, he gave up everything and ran away.

It is really impossible for ordinary people to complete this transformation in just a few minutes.

What is a superior person? They are able to do what ordinary people cannot do. They have done things that ordinary people cannot do, so they are called superior people.

The five top leaders of the Redemption Society are clearly the elite among the elites, decisive and straightforward.

Even though they had spent several years and countless efforts to build District 11, they still had to abandon it without hesitation in order to save their lives.

The top leaders of the Redemption Society fled immediately, and the middle and lower levels also got the news soon.

What to do? Run.

What else can I do?

The boss has run away, so how can we expect the people under him to stick to their posts? That's nonsense.

"Move, move overnight!"

A middle-level official gave the order.

Take what you can take away, and leave what you can’t take away alone.

Anyway, we can't stay in this place anymore.

There are also sober middle-level members who want to stabilize the situation.

Because they knew very well that if a situation like the District 11 Redemption Society collapsed, it would definitely not happen slowly bit by bit, but would collapse with a bang.

But obviously, the situation is hopeless and cannot be stabilized by just a few people.

Even later on, the lower-level members who were confused didn't know what was happening. They just heard the news and were infected by the inexplicable panic. They also panicked and became part of the panic army.

Of course, there are some that can stabilize the situation, but they no longer have any impact on the overall situation.

This is what happened that night.

Absurd, but very real.

It's like a huge and magnificent building, but once the foundation of the building is destroyed, no matter how great it is, it will collapse in an instant and no one can stop it.

It's like dominoes.

What’s even more interesting is that the person who pushed the first domino had no idea that the Redemption Society in District 11 had collapsed.

…

There is red-hot magma all around, pungent and suffocating sulfur smoke, and sudden strong winds that seem to be able to tear the body apart. Even if you can withstand it, you will be blown into the sky and then fall down heavily if you are not careful. As for where you will hit and what kind of shape you will fall into, it depends on the individual.

Lin Mo looked at the evil ghost in front of him with a sunken head and only the lower half of his face left, and said, "You are so ugly."

"Child, you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Maybe it's a good person, too."

There was a woman standing behind Lin Mo.

Mature and steady, you can't tell what he looks like because he's wearing a paper bag head.

It’s the mother in the cozy little house.

Not only was there my mother, but not far away, on a rusty and deformed street lamp corroded by sulfur and flames, my sister was hanging upside down, looking at a body hanging on the street lamp. She would poke it with her fingers from time to time, watching the body shake and shake again.

Finally, the corpse couldn't bear it anymore and opened its mouth, wanting to bite to death the person who had been harassing it, but the sister dodged it nimbly.

"I knew it was pretending to be dead. Look, it's really like that."

My sister showed the attitude of a winner at this moment, and her tone was full of pride.

Lin Mo really wanted to ask, what does it have to do with you whether someone pretends to be dead or not.

But I held back.

It’s better not to mess with this little lunatic for now.

Not far behind him, a tall paper bag head looked up at the thick, rolling smoke and dust above, as if thinking about something.

Lin Mo didn't know where this place was.

After the effect of the drug wore off, he found himself in this place, with his parents and sister by his side in the cozy little house.

Xiaoyu is not here, Sister Yue is not here, Doudou and godmother are not here either.

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