amaotonovel Chapter 2502: Battle for the Cloak (58)
Chapter 2502: Battle for the Cloak (58)
Chapter 2502: Battle for the Cloak (Fifty-Eight)
The location of the fourth bomb was announced.
At first Peter and Jason had no idea of the location, until a big man found them on the lawn.
"Hey, it's you guys, remember me? I'm Carol."
Peter and the others looked up. Peter frowned at the face. He thought carefully and found his face from the depths of his memory. He said, "Are you Thompson's little follower?"
"It's me." Carol nodded and said, "Thompson lives in this neighborhood now. I have to go see him. Do you want to come with me?"
Peter looked down at the place on the map he was pointing to. That was where the fourth bomb was, but it was not a very good neighborhood. It could even be said to be much more chaotic than the one where they lived.
"Didn't Thompson go to college?" Peter asked.
Carroll shook his head and said, "His father got into trouble, and his whole family was implicated. He didn't get into college, and no professional team wanted him. He works as a porter on Mason Street, and his little daughter is already three years old."
Peter and Jason both sighed, but didn't say anything. Peter looked at Jason and said, "We have to go over and take a look. We have to find a way to stop this disaster."
Jason looked around and it was obvious that now was not the time for them to just sit there and wait for everything to return to the way it was before. What was more likely was that if they continued to delay, everyone here would die.
Jason and Peter set off, but in fact, because the specific locations of several bombs were announced in advance, the people in that block had almost evacuated, but the two of them still found Thompson at the place mentioned by Carol.
After all these years, he is still very strong, and because of long-term physical labor, he has even become stronger than Jason is now.
Seeing Peter and Jason coming over, he was stunned at first, then curled his lips and said, "I didn't expect you two are still alive."
"It's been all these years, and your mouth still stinks." Jason retorted mercilessly, but noticed that Thompson was loading goods onto the truck, and there were two skinny and sloppy men sitting inside the truck.
"This is my own car. I have to go to the nearby streets and send these people out." Thompson said briefly.
The group of people Thompson was referring to were obviously the two people sitting in his car, and judging from their size and appearance, they should be two homeless people.
There must be a lot of homeless people on the street where he lives. Because the security in the neighborhood is not very good and the police do not come here often, many homeless people use this place as their base.
Some of them would watch the news and run away, but some were either addicted to drugs or too old to run. Some didn't know how to run, and some couldn't even run away. Thompson seemed to be using his moving truck to transport these people away.
"How many trips have you made?" Peter asked.
"We've made five trips, but a few troublemakers insisted on setting up tents in the deep mountains and forests," Thompson said with some disgust.
They simply didn't have enough time to reminisce about their conflicted teenage years. After 20 years, when they met again, any past grudges were not as urgent as the current situation.
"I'll go with you." Jason opened the passenger door and sat in it. He waved at Peter and said, "Go check the road ahead. Peter, call me if you have any problems."
Peter nodded but did not get in the car. Thompson and Jason were relatively strong and could carry people, but he was rather thin and weak. After working as a researcher for so many years, it was difficult for him to help with heavy work.
"I didn't expect you to do this." In the car, Jason looked at Thompson who was driving. He obviously no longer had the youthful vigor and vitality he had in his youth. The years had left too many marks on his face, which showed that he had not had a good life in recent years.
"Someone has to do this. Are we going to let them die in there?" Thompson said with a snort through his nose. "It makes me angry to see Peter Parker cowering. If anything happens, he will definitely be the first to run away."
"You are wrong. We came here from two blocks away. We intend to solve this problem once and for all. What about you?"
"Just you guys?" Thompson raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at Jason, seeming to be completely unconvinced.
"You saw it before. The guy called the clown was knocked down by a homeless man. This shows that he is not that strong. He is just hiding. As long as we can find him, all the trouble will be over."
"I want to punch him," Thompson roared. "The day after tomorrow is my daughter's birthday, and she can't even celebrate it in her own home!"
"Then finish these things quickly, and we can each give him a punch."
The car soon arrived at Thompson's target location, which was deep in a park. When walking from the square, they could see several tents from afar, but the tents were set up halfway up the mountain, so the two of them had to climb up the mountain.
Just like Thompson said, these lunatics insisted on setting up tents in the wilderness. Fortunately, the park is some distance away from where the bomb is placed, and the nearest point to escape from this range is actually only a few hundred meters away, so as long as we find them, we can just step on the accelerator and get out.
But there were a few people here who seemed to have never been online and had no idea about the bomb. They thought Thompson and his men were police officers who came to demolish the house, and they were ready to fight against them with weapons.
It took Thompson and Jason some effort to knock all the men unconscious. Each of them carried one and dragged another, and finally got all four of them into the car.
Because the locations of these bombs were leaked when the second bomb was placed, the blocks further back in the ranking had more time to escape. When the car drove out, there was no one on the street.
Just when they were about to withdraw from the area, Peter's phone suddenly came in. He said anxiously on the phone: "No, don't take this road, Jason, let Thompson take a detour and drive out from the small road over there!"
"What's the matter, Peter? Why can't we take the main road?"
"We're blocked here, here..."
Just as he said this, the phone was snatched away, and a strange high-pitched male voice came from the phone, "Why should we care about those damn homeless people? Only if they are killed, the subsequent bomb location will be announced. If no one is killed, we won't know where the bomb is!!!"
"Are you crazy?!" Thompson roared into the phone, "Are you going to just let them get blown to death there?!"
"They are just running slowly. What does it have to do with you? You are such a nosy idiot. You will kill more people!!"
"You are the selfish one..." Jason had just said this when the car had already driven to the intersection of the main road. However, there was no road here at all. The intersection was blocked by a pile of car wreckage, and a large group of people stood outside the range and yelled at this side.
"Don't come over here! Leave them behind!! Otherwise we won't know where the bombs are hidden next time!!!"
"Why should we save them? They are clearly seeking death!"
"They are just a bunch of homeless people. What's wrong with letting them be blown to death? They are the cancer of society anyway, a bunch of drug addicts who cheat and do all kinds of evil. Isn't it better for them to die?!"
Thompson was driving a small van, not a large truck, and faced with the various truck wreckages blocking the way ahead, he couldn't just rush through, but there were only two minutes left.
Thompson was a local and knew how to get to the small road next to the block, but the bad thing was that there were locals among the group of people standing outside. When they saw Thompson's car turn around, they knew he wanted to take the small road, and immediately called a group of people to block the small road.
Fortunately, Thompson was driving faster and arrived earlier than the other group of people. When the other group of people arrived, they found that they could not create any obstacles, so they simply blocked the middle of the road, preventing the car from rushing out.
Peter rushed into the crowd and tried to push them out of the way, but a strong man grabbed him by the neck and threw him out.
"Get out of here! Are you crazy? If no one dies here, where can we hide safely?! Do you want your family to be killed by a bomb hidden somewhere?!"
"There are living people in the car!" Peter roared, "How can you watch them being blown to death in front of you?!"
He got up and tried to stop the crowd, but there were too many people on the other side and he didn't know how to fight at all, so he was beaten up by the strong man and two other men. He could only lie on the ground with his hands on his head, screaming continuously.
The physical pain made Peter suffer, but what made him collapse even more was the mental torture. He began to think about how he had great strength when he was sick. If only he could do it again, he could throw all these people out.
Jason felt a sense of fear and sadness when he looked at the people blocking the road, but it was not because they could ignore the death of their compatriots so coldly, but because he was understanding them.
According to the game rules set by the clown, the map will not be released until someone is killed in each round of the game. The location of the fifth bomb has been leaked, so it doesn’t matter whether it is announced or not.
But what if everyone survives this time and no subsequent maps are released? But we still don’t know where the five bombs are.
His original plan was to take his wife and children to live with his wife's family. They lived in the suburbs, far away from here, so it should be safe, but what if?
The location of the bomb is not announced. Once it explodes, the surrounding four kilometers area will be reduced to ashes. What if it is your home?
Thinking of his wife and children, Jason found himself hesitating. He even had the urge to grab the steering wheel and step on the brakes.
Anyway, those homeless people have given up on themselves, and their life and death have nothing to do with this society. Why should we sacrifice the safety of our families for these self-destructive strangers?
Jason took a breath in pain. Thompson was obviously also confused. He was also a middle-aged man with concerns.
He went to rescue these people only because he was just a porter at first. When he was moving goods through the streets, he was shown the way by many homeless people who were familiar with the terrain. So after moving his family to a safe place, the first thing he thought of was to transport this group of people out.
There was still at least an hour left, and he happened to have a car with some spare space, so it wouldn't be a big deal for him to just go around the nearby blocks and save someone.
But now, he has to choose between this group of homeless people and his beloved wife and daughter. How should he choose?
At the moment they were struggling, the car had already rushed in front of the group of people blocking the road, and they obviously had no intention of giving way.
At the critical moment, Thompson turned the steering wheel and the truck rushed out, brushing against the sides of the buildings on both sides of the street. The moment it overturned on the ground, there was a loud explosion behind it.
(End of this chapter)