Whoever wins the game, naturally, the more people will live.
But up to now, no one knows who will win this game.
There are too many variables in the process.
Boom!
Suddenly, the rain had begun to become even more frenzied, and if it had been considered a downpour earlier, it was now a complete and utter torrential downpour.
With a pot-sized leaky roof, it pretty much took just a little bit of time for a huge amount of bloody rain to almost fall in.
The house was no longer a safe house from the storm, in a way it was now more of a box to die in.
Basically everyone was locked in here, trampling on each other, pushing and shoving, and then witnessing and watching the person next to them suffer, or even slowly die.
It’s really not just a physical torture, it’s a psychological torture that kills.
All
people’s emotions had reached a kind of critical point, they fled, and some even ended up opening the door of their rooms directly and rushed into the torrential rain.
In fact, do they know that rushing out will only lead to a faster death, maybe not, after all, at this time fear has overwhelmed all their reasoning, so some people will be reckless, just instinctively run towards a certain place where he thinks he can escape, right?
Perhaps, there are also know it, but, they also know better, stay here is also the same will die, but, at least outside a little more open.
Outside, there was no need to just watch others die in agony in front of them, and then die in the same way themselves.
So, with someone opening the door, and following up, more people rushed out.
Even though there were no shortage of sensible people in the house who still made use of everything in the house that could be used to cover up the bloody
rain, and then try to protect themselves as much as possible while trying not to see how their compatriots and companions actually died tragically.
Watching them die is in fact in a certain sense watching how they died.
Everyone ends up the same way.
But no matter what, one thing that could be very certain was that the large troop that had managed to ensure a certain amount of safety and order under the maintenance of the Black Wind and White Envoys was now completely out of luck.
It was in disarray, all of it was in disarray.
Black Wind looked at all of this in front of him, and his entire being was frozen at the scene.
It was hard for him to accept such a cruel fact, because it didn’t just mean losses, it also meant that everything he and the White Envoy had spent so much time and effort on was all for naught.
It was a feeling of powerlessness that completely knocked you over from a spiritual level.
It was suffocating and a million
of despair.
“How …… how did this happen?”
He raised his head and muttered as he looked at the sky, filled with helplessness for a moment.
It was hard, it was just too hard.
He was so, the white-clothed envoy’s side was actually even more difficult and desperate than that.
After all, from beginning to end, the white-clothed envoy was considered the absolute commander of all this action.
Now, as he watched all the innings just ruined in his own hands, how could he not be annoyed in his heart? Compared to Black Wind’s despair, he had more of a sense of frustration or humiliation.
He felt that his plan had actually been absolutely invincible before.
There was only one very small and delicate link that had gone wrong, namely the lack of consideration of the leaking roof. But he really could not have imagined that it was such a small mistake that had caused him to lose everything, to the point where he now had nothing to show for it!
There is nothing.
He really unwilling ah, how …… how the f*ck will be so ah.
Just when he was depressed, the close guards hurriedly ran in, “Envoy, the Black Wind side sent someone over to ask, now the situation is out of control, what should be done?”
Without waiting for the white-clothed envoy to have any reply, the man continued, “In addition, there is good news from the banker’s side.”
“Good news?” The white-clothed envoy frowned slightly, “First Nian.”
“The manor master has already ordered people to clean up the cellar, letting us hold on outside for a little while longer, and after the cellar is cleaned up and quiet later on, we can go over together to hide from the rain.”
This was indeed good news as well.
Only, this good news came a little late, if it was to be that ten minutes earlier, perhaps, everything still had variables.
But it is in fact late, now the situation, I’m afraid it is no longer in his control.