Evil always comes from courage

The stone sculpture probably grunted two more times before the Victoria's swing gradually stabilized. Taking a lesson from the past, almost no one headed towards the exit this time. Everyone huddled in place, looking left and right to investigate the situation.

After about ten minutes, Alice Letasha almost collapsed on the ground. Looking at the scene in front of her, her tense nerves relaxed slightly, and the pain in her fingertips instantly jumped and clung to her forearm. It feels like the numbness is gradually dissipating, the pain slowly revives, and there seems to be a pulse and heartbeat.

Mr. Bart's eyes were dull. As soon as he relaxed, he immediately slumped down and muttered to himself in fear;

"Stopped, stopped, really stopped this time."

Alice Letasha then turned her attention to Mr. Bart and carefully checked his injuries.

"It seems like, if I help you, you must have a broken foot."

She helped a few times and found that Mr. Bart could only stand against the wall. One of his feet could not touch the ground. It seemed that his ankle had been twisted. The tan leather shoes were scratched, although the toes were not exposed. But it is very likely that it has been broken.

Alice Letasha couldn't pull Mr. Bart by herself, so she turned her attention to the lower level. There may be less than half of the people alive at this moment, and she doesn't know what the situation is in other rooms on the Victoria. How many people were killed or injured?

Old Forney was fine. He looked very embarrassed and covered in blood, but judging from the way he moved freely, it was probably just a few scratches. He got up from the ground and climbed over the rows of seats. He was coming this way with a face full of anxiety.

When Mr. Bart saw his friend hurried over, a smile appeared on his face that was twisted in pain, and his tone was cheerful, as if nothing serious happened;

"Thank you to Miss Alice Letasha for helping me, otherwise I might have lost my leg, but it seems that I only scratched my toes."

Alice. Letasha was silent for a moment. She had just touched Mr. Bart's ankle. He couldn't use any strength at all. Just a light touch made him stiff with pain and dare not move. It was obviously not as simple as grazing his toe. But It still smiled under the regretful and worried look on Old Forney's face, matching Mr. Bart's painstaking efforts;

"It's okay, maybe your toe was broken because old Forney was too fat."

Mr. Bart had a bitter look on his face, knowing that Alice Letasha was mocking him for who he almost lost his life, so he smiled bitterly;

"You really know how to joke, but thank you anyway. If we followed the crowd, we might not be so lucky."

As he said that, he pulled Old Forney's forearm, trying to use his strength to get up. Upon seeing this, Old Forney immediately hugged his old friend and asked with concern on his face;

"Is everything really okay? Can you get up?"

Seeing Mr. Bart grimacing in pain, Alice Letasha coughed lightly and said hesitantly;

"Why don't you wait any longer?"

After hearing this, Old Forney immediately hugged him tighter, with tears streaming down his face as he wished he could kiss his good friend a few times;

"Old Bart, my good brother, wuwu, are you okay? If you hadn't kicked me, I would have been crushed to death. Mr.

Butt forced a smile, sat down against the stone wall, pushed away the overreacting old Forney, and complained;

"It's time for you to lose weight. This kick broke my toe bone. Don't be embarrassed here. It's okay now. Get up and help me."

Old Forney shed tears after hearing this and picked up Mr. Bart. Alice Litasha also hurriedly stepped forward to hold Mr. Bart's arm so that he could use his strength.

In fact, Old Forney wanted to carry Bart away. , but was rejected by Bart on the pretext that it was nothing serious. Only Alice Letasha knew why he was like this. On the one hand, he didn’t want Old Forney to blame himself for this, and on the other hand, he probably couldn’t touch his legs at all..

Old Forney burst into tears and carefully supported his friend. He didn't know that Mr. Bart almost lost his life trying to save him, but fortunately the result was not bad, and Alice Letasha didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs and expose him. Mr. Bart's painstaking efforts.

But she still had some indescribable emotions in her heart. Maybe it was envy, maybe it was sarcasm. She didn't know what it was. She just looked at the happy look of the two people, and then looked at the messy and scattered flesh and blood on the ground. , as if she had witnessed the beauty and ugliness in people's hearts at the same time.

She no longer thought about those who fought for a safe position in the chaos, dragged people out, and hid themselves. She also no longer thought about those who clung to life in order to survive. The other survivors eventually both fell and did not know whether to live or die.

She saw that in this catastrophe, Jepson Lorena died tragically under the dancing sling in order to save her mother who tried to come to save her.

The sling was fierce Pulling it off hard, the black gauze, the white gauze, the gauze symbolizing the waves, wrapped her body, splicing and gathering her severed spine.

Her mother, Jepsen Marissa, was panicking. Holding his daughter's body, he hid in a place, trying hard to brush away the blood spurting from the corner of his daughter's mouth, brushing away her tears, brushing away her last whisper of farewell, and cried loudly.

Old Forney cried and thanked;

"Wow, Miss Alice Letasha, I don’t even know how to thank you."

Alice Letasha just smiled, then pointed to the nearest side and said;

"Let's get out from here. They all slipped over there just now. Let's take this opportunity to get out from there first."

Old Forney nodded, and the two of them supported Mr. Bart, carefully stepping over some human and rat corpses, as well as the smashed wreckage, and moved towards the exit little by little. It was sticky under their feet, When you step on it, it will make a squeaking sound. It is a blanket soaked with blood, and there are some pieces of meat stuck to the soles of the shoes. The smell of blood hits your face, and the person who rushes almost suffocates.