The gas car was jogging forward, and suddenly four little boys appeared on both sides, two older ones wearing red vests, and two younger ones wearing white short-sleeved shirts. Because the road was bumpy, the gas car could not be lifted at all, so the four boys soon chased to the driver's seat, holding a pistol in their hands, and pointing them at the driver's driver.

But the driver had no time to react, because there was another boy in a red shirt appearing right in front of him, his face covered with white cloth, and the black muzzle pointed at the driver. The driver subconsciously pressed the horn, and the long honking did not allow the five boys around him to avoid it. The driver gritted his teeth and wanted to step on the accelerator, but a big pit made the wheels bump, and the whole car shaking. The driver was frightened and quickly stepped on the brakes.

The boy in red, standing in front of him, motionless without fear. The camera from bottom to top clearly recorded every detail on his face. The tender face was filled with arrogant pride and strength, "Stop, or shoot!" Immediately afterwards, two other boys in red also ran to the front of the car, pointing their pistol at the driver's seat, and pulling off the mask on their face, revealing their glittering and excited face.

The driver raised his hands and stopped the car. The three boys rushed forward immediately, opened the driver's seat and the passenger seat respectively, and pulled the two drivers down directly.

"Get out quickly, bring the money!" Ah Mao kept roaring at the driver and shoving. The driver panickedly took out a few thin banknotes from his shirt pocket. Through the cab, you could see the co-pilot on the other end, Ah Dai was aiming his pistol at his back. At the same time, Ah Jia and Benny climbed onto the gas car and shouted, "Who wants gas?"

In an instant, children could be seen flocking to the sky from all directions. The fastest-running older children even climbed onto the gas carts and distributed the gas cans to the children surrounding them. Many of them were six or seven years old, and even a fourteen or five-year-old girl ran over to pick up the gas with a sleeping baby. For a moment, the bustling crowd surrounded the entire gas carts, and many people in the distance continued to gather in this direction.

On a straight road, it seems that you can see all the scenes of the entire street at a glance. Light yellow dust winds along both sides of the street. The square earth-breasted houses are like tofu blocks, standing neatly on both sides of the road. Yellow roofs, yellow walls, yellow windows, yellow streets, yellow air, yellow sky, the connected yellow extends in sight with sacredness, as if there is never an end to see. The earth and the sky are connected together, except for yellow or yellow, except for tofu blocks and tofu blocks. It seems that this street is the whole world, and the monotonous scenery is irresistible and thrilling.

One by one, clumsy or flexible, joyful or fanatical figures were running in this yellow. The iron-green gas car seemed to be an oasis, attracting everyone to run wildly. The dust raised made all the scenery in their sight blur into a circle, leaving only a bunch of blurred figures surging.

That vast and magnificent, but with despair, permeates the ubiquitous yellow, forming a net of heaven and earth, imprisoning those lives firmly in this world - they will never get out. But this fact makes them run wildly, active, and excited at this moment, even more sad - they cannot see bright blood, but the smell of blood is slowly spreading.

Ah Mao threatened the driver with a pistol and shouted restlessly, "Do you want to save your life for the boss's money?" At this time, Ah Dai had already climbed into the cab and was searching for it. The driver also tried to argue that after he was robbed like this, his job might not be saved, and he even had to bear debts, but Ah Mao was aggressive.

Suddenly, Ah Dai's extremely excited face appeared on the camera, "There is a lot of money here!" He waved a stack of green banknotes in his hand frantically, which not only made Ah Dai go crazy, but also made Ah Mao lose control. Ah Mao directly gave the driver a hard neck, then threw the driver aside like a sandbag, and then crawled into the cab and began to search.

Xiao Douzi, who had been standing behind Ah Mao, appeared in front of the camera. He looked down at the driver lying on the ground with great excitement between his eyebrows. Suddenly, Xiao Douzi became the only protagonist of the whole world. The yellow sky behind him was hard to identify, leaving only a hazy and blurry light yellow. Sometimes, you can see a few people quickly passing by Xiao Douzi and rushing towards the gas car one after another, but Xiao Douzi occupied half of the entire picture.

The dark eyes flashed with an excited light. He kicked the driver's abdomen wildly, constantly using his right foot to attack like a surging river. The corner of his mouth, who was completely relaxed, grinned because he was too excited, and kept muttering, "You deserve it! Bastard! Bastard!" The brisk movement was like a boy who got his favorite football toy, unable to wait to dance with the new toy in the sun, and even the sweat on his forehead reflected a dazzling light in the sun.

"Bang! Bang!" The sound of impact was mixed with the sound of sand and soil rubbing. In the cheerful laughter and hoarse shouts of Xiaodouzi, it was like the evening drum of the ancient battlefield. The momentum was so loud, but it made people gradually become smaller and smaller - as if they were looking up at Xiaodouzi.

The chaotic sirens sounded, and Xiao Douzi suddenly raised his head, and his panic expression climbed up on his face, devouring his joy like a demon. "Damn! Tiaozi!" Xiao Douzi stopped and shouted immediately, but before he could finish his words, he ran away and fled in panic.

The pace along the way was so fast and decisive that it was not even time for others to react, and Xiao Douzi had already escaped.

Amao and Ah Dai in the cab were half a beat slower, and then they found a police car. Everyone started to run around. A few people were still unwilling to accept it. They grabbed the gas at their hands, carried it on their shoulders, and then took steps. In an instant, the whole world was broken, and countless panic-faced faces were colliding, running, and running. All the pictures were like fragments of glass broken on the ground, reflecting a broken silhouette of life.

Ajia jumped off the roof of the car and looked for Benny's figure, but he didn't see it. He directly met with Amao and A Dai and ran wildly towards the front, "Let's get out of here quickly! Flash! There are sticks everywhere!"

The terrified face penetrated out bit by bit, as if a ghost woke up from his body little by little, and then successfully occupied the nest. Even though the three young heroes gritted their teeth tightly, they could not suppress the fear bursting out from the depths of their eyes, and they just wanted to have two more legs to escape from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

However, because of his panic, his feet became soft. A Dai staggered and rushed forward for several steps. He barely fell down and continued to maintain his escape posture. A Mao kept turning back, turning back, and then he held the pistol tightly in his hand, and even put his fingers into the trigger. He was like a desperate person, ready to fight at any time; Ah was running while running, lowering his head, faster and faster, faster and faster... but he had forgotten his original purpose.

The location of the camera seemed to be the end point, as if they could survive by stepping through this line, just like the finish line of a 100-meter race. They opened their arms, used up every drop of energy in their bodies, and sprinted wildly. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the yellow halo.

On the street, the gas car was still parked alone, and the driver was wailing with soreness. A girl in a white dress trotted all the way, not like running away, but like jogging. There were several gas tanks rolling alone on the ground, but like rootless duckweed, and I don’t know where it would roll.

This ultimate chaos and ultimate quietness form a strong contrast, making people confused: because I don’t know if I should sympathize with the driver, he suffered an unrestrained disaster; or should I be curious about where the three young heroes who disappeared in the halo went, not whether they were saved, but their future.

Then, the camera switched and the answer was given.

They were running wildly, not escaping from birth, but running wildly like a dog that was strayed from home. They could only see the back of their heads and the storm of their backs. They were running like this, running endlessly, like a footless bird, burning life flying, and the moment they landed is the moment when death came.

The uneasy scenes shaking and undulating like shadows. The scene in just five seconds created a sense of silence that never ended. Naturally, the scene of the whole road just now appeared in my mind - endless, the earth and the sky were connected together. Even if I ran to the last moment of my life exhausted, I could not find the end of the world.

The infinitely extended road revealed a surging and cruel despair, which instantly held the heart and then tightened it.

"Pa", the picture came to an abrupt end, and all emotions were suddenly interrupted at this moment; in a blink of an eye, the three teenagers turned into a small alley next to them, and the three people's steps became agile again. This seemed to be two different worlds, but in fact it was the same world. The change in thought between the interlaced lenses left a lingering aftertaste, but there was no way to say that one was the reason.

It seems...as if it is implying that this is a world, a world with no way out, no future, and no hope. They are just trapped in place, even if they struggle, even if they escape, even if they resist, they cannot break free from the shackles of the entire world.
Chapter completed!