"Don't grab it! Don't grab it!"

The manager of the supermarket jumped on tiptoes and shouted, but he couldn't stop the surging crowd at all.

At 5:30 in the morning, when the whole city was supposed to be dreaming, people in Zijin City were like crazy, rushing into the shops along the street and grabbing whatever they saw.

Food and water, as well as various daily necessities and household medicines on supermarket shelves were all wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Many customers were fighting for the goods and refused to give in to each other, so they got into a fight on the spot. The more the security guards in the supermarket started fighting, the more ferociously they fought, making the already chaotic scene even more out of control.

"Hey! Is this the night shift department of the City Defense Department? This is Chacha Supermarket! It's mutated! It's mutated!" Standing next to the long queue of cashiers, the supermarket manager saw that the situation was out of control. In a panic, he picked up the

Cell phones lie.

When people queuing up nearby heard it, they were so frightened that they didn't even buy an order.

The old man at the front let out a scream and rushed out of the checkpoint to eat the super meal from the supermarket.

The young security guard on the side saw this and quickly hugged the uncle.

But I don't expect that if an uncle is stopped, there are thousands of uncles behind him.

"Mutation!"

"Run quickly!"

"The Golden Alliance is coming!!" Accompanied by the panic-stricken screams in the supermarket, more than twenty checkout checkpoints were instantly broken through by an unstoppable force. Countless people shouted various death threats.

Live slogan, why did you rush in with empty hands just now, and now rush out with loads of merchandise.

The supermarket manager jumped up and down when he saw it, shouting, "You unorganized pariahs, blah blah blah..."

Among the crowd, Wu Heming, the graveyard man, stood on the edge of the supermarket and looked at his colleagues. However, the colleague seemed to have misunderstood something and immediately walked up to the supermarket manager, raised his hand and slapped him. There was a snap.

, the supermarket manager was knocked to the ground, and the colleague of the graveyard brother angrily yelled: "Hua Ke! Who do you call a pariah? I earn more in one month than you do in two years!"

"Damn it! I didn't ask you to hit anyone!"

Wu Heming went crazy, quickly put on a hat and mask, ran up, grabbed his colleagues and ran away.

crazy.

All crazy...

Global Gregorian calendar Sheji City time, after 3 a.m. on August 16, 2022, various regions of the Silver League fell into a state of madness. When the Duke of Windsor was killed by the temporary leader of the Anxi League in front of billions of people around the world,

After Tajoyar's personal execution, there was a strong panic within the Silver League that the Gold League would attack the Silver League and avenge the leader of the league.

It's like a world war is just around the corner.

Faced with such emotions, people within the Silver Alliance system are relatively calm. With the support of the system, everyone is not so panicked for the time being. However, a large number of ordinary people who are self-reliant cannot withstand this kind of psychological shock wave.

Especially in a place like Zijin City, where the proportion of the private economy outside the system is extremely high, the people at this moment seem to have been cast by some kind of enchantment spell. The ordinary citizens who are usually very smart have completely lost their brains.

The sentiment of "the Golden Alliance is invincible" that had been brewing for decades was now infinitely, infinitely, infinitely amplified.

It seems that as soon as the Golden Alliance makes a move, the Silver Alliance will be doomed in the next second.

"Are you crazy? Didn't you refute the rumors?"

The shouts of death, like thousands of horses galloping, woke up all the teachers and students in the academic college directly under the Garrison Hall, which was across the wall from the supermarket. The lights in the dormitory buildings were turned on again.

Mr. Thirteen, who went to bed before ten o'clock last night, woke up just before dawn. Hearing the movement outside, he looked online and couldn't help but raise his eyes and made a slightly surprised voice:

"oh?"

Then he heard the loud conversation downstairs between two students who had come to the courtyard to register in advance.

"You're just trying to refute rumors! How do you know if it's true or not? If there's going to be a fight, Zhao Jiuzhou certainly doesn't have to be afraid. He won't die, but what can we ordinary people do to resist him?"

"You are an ordinary citizen with a chicken neck, and your father is at the helm level!"

"The helmsman-level is nothing but a fool. Two of the alliance leaders are dead! We don't know if the evacuation supplies will be distributed in our courtyard..."

"Damn it, what you said makes me want to go home."

"It's not safe at home. Once a nuclear bomb falls, there's no way to escape. Fortunately, we have a system now."

"Yeah, luckily I entered the academy of the garrison hall..."

The sound slowly faded away and became smaller and smaller.

Mr. Thirteen stood up and walked to the balcony.

Looking up into the distance, I saw brightly lit lights outside the courtyard wall of the Academy.

Even the Purple City, nicknamed the City that Never Sleeps, is usually not so lively at this point...

Buzz buzz~

Buzz buzz~

The cell phone placed on the table rang at this moment.

Mr. Thirteen walked over and picked up the phone. It was Mo Huairen calling, and he asked: "Sir, do you want to go out and hide for a while?"

"What are you hiding from?" Mr. Thirteen said funnyly, "Do you also think that a world war is about to break out?"

"It's hard to say." Mo Huairen's face was solemn. He turned to look at the worried old wife behind him and said in a deep voice, "With the Duke of Windsor's death, even if the Golden Alliance refutes and denies the rumors, it's impossible for them to be indifferent, right?

Maybe it’s just a cover?”

"Yeah." Mr. Thirteen nodded, "Then what?"

Mo Huairen said: "The worst expectation is that they may launch a blitzkrieg against us."

"Oh..." Mr. Thirteen continued in that indifferent tone, "Then what?"

Mo Huairen was stunned and asked: "Sir, do you think my judgment is unreasonable?"

"Reasonable." Mr. Thirteen said, "Before something happens, no judgment can be said to be wrong. Even if there is only one chance in a billion, I will not say it is absolutely impossible."

"Then you have your own judgment?" Mo Huairen asked.

Mr. Thirteen said: "I can't judge the direction of things, but I think you may have underestimated it."

"What's missing?"

"Not to mention how afraid of death those big families and 'big shots' in the Golden Alliance are."

When Mo Huairen heard this, he frowned slightly.

…

"We can't fight." In the same city, on the Jinshuilong Pavilion observation deck higher up, Xu Xiao looked at the chaotic scene in the city, shook his head lightly, and said to Hua Qianshu on the other end of the phone. The phone was turned on.

With hands-free, the two brothers Xu Zhen and Xu An were standing nearby, plus dozens of high-level bosses in Zijin City who could stun the Silver League three times just by stomping their feet.

Xu Xiao was as calm as water, without any ripples, and denied Hua Qianshu's anxiety with a very gentle but extremely determined attitude.

"What is the purpose of the Golden Alliance attacking us?"

Xu Xiao said softly, "If we start a full-scale war, we really can't defeat them, but they can't take any advantage. At worst, we'll change homes. You come to fight in my territory, and I'll fight in your territory. We'll fight on both sides."

Turn it into ruins, and then what? Let other small alliances take advantage? And if there is a real fight, it’s hard to say who will die first among us on both sides. At least if Zhao Jiuzhou takes action, the thirteen families of the Golden Alliance will be more likely to die than us.

These guys are much bigger, aren't they?"

Listening to Xu Xiao's analysis, Hua Qianshu's mood gradually eased, "Do you really think you can't fight?"

"We definitely can't fight." Xu Xiao looked at the people around him and told them the same thing, "Zhao Jiuzhou sneaked into the Habsburg Palace without anyone noticing and took Windsor away from Warren City in an instant.

To Wutuo City, the distance between the two places is more than 10,000 kilometers, which is beyond the limit of what humans can do. This is a miracle in the true sense.

You and I both know what kind of people those in the Thirteen Family are. They would always dare to bully a place like Anxi League and kill everyone without any psychological or moral burden. But as long as they encounter

Opponents who can compete with them will become less courageous than mice.

Do you think that the Silver League has been able to compete with the Gold League for so many years because we appear to be cowardly? On the contrary, it is precisely because we have shown strength in our bones that they dare not take action, so the Gold League can only use some secret tactics

They are using small tricks to break through us from within.

But what now? Although Zhao Jiuzhou has not yet shown the strength to kill an alliance by himself, once the war starts, with his individual combat strength, I think no one in the world will say that if he wants to clear out several targets in a targeted manner,

, I will definitely be able to guard against him. No matter how strong their defense is, can it be as powerful as Habsburg Palace? Unless they hide in a place where they can't see the sun forever, and never show their heads, but that, for them, is the same as death.

What’s the difference?”

Hua Qianshu said: "You mean..."

"They will definitely admit defeat." Xu Xiao said, "They are afraid of death. They will surrender to Zhao Jiuzhou. At most, they will verbally condemn the Silver Alliance, but they will never say a bad word about Zhao Jiuzhou. Zhao Jiuzhou is already this

The actual ruler of the world."

Hua Qianshu was silent for a long time.

Xu Xiao didn't say anything either.

After less than half a minute, he said softly: "Qianqian, give up. How can a mortal fight against gods?"

Around the observation deck, Xu Zhen, Xu An, and dozens of other big guys looked at each other with confused and confused eyes.

This was the first time in decades that they saw Xu Xiao in such a state.

This man, he actually bowed his head to fate...
To be continued...