The two set off as soon as they reached their conclusion, leaving the Livestock Farm and running toward the residential complex's main gate.
Not only was it the closest point to the exit, but the complex's only means of transportation-the bus-was also parked there.
If Fan Zhe intended to escape the complex, that bus would be the most convenient tool at his disposal.
The first half of their journey to the main gate went relatively smoothly, but just as they reached a point where they could almost see it in the distance, a clamor of shouts suddenly reached their ears.
They quickly hid inside the nearest building. Apart from the Wristbands, all the electronic equipment in the dream's residential complex seemed to have stopped working as well. The Security Gates no longer made any sound, and areas that required authorization to enter were no longer restricted. Their entrances stood wide open, allowing anyone to come and go.
As the death toll rose, the complex had gone from noisy to silent. Li Xian did not know how many people were still alive, but at present, there probably weren't more than ten.
He quietly brought his head close to the glass and looked toward the source of the noise.
Two players-Workwear Man and Hairclip Woman-were being relentlessly pursued by two other men, both sturdy and armed.
Both sturdy men wore security guard uniforms. What they held were not wooden clubs or shovels, but proper batons. Perhaps their ample experience, coupled with weapons they knew how to use, had allowed them to survive to the end of this riot.
Whether they had reached some agreement was unclear, but instead of attacking each other, they seemed to have formed a temporary alliance, setting their sights on the two players fleeing in panic.
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