Give You Another Chance

In the suburbs of the capital city.

On a small path beside a small hill, flames were soaring into the sky, and the air was filled with a pungent smell.

"My leg! What happened?!"

"Oh no! Help!"

"Ah!!!"

…

The entire path was extremely noisy. There were those who were shouting for help, those who were shouting for escape, and those who were wailing incessantly…

Two-thirds of the originally large group of several hundred people had already fallen to the ground, dead or injured.

The remaining one-third had also been dazed by the explosion. Their minds were unsettled, and they ran around like headless flies.

Fatty, who had run far away, turned his head to look behind him and sucked in a breath of cold air.

Previously, in a small shop, Fu Hu had once said that he had a way to deal with most people. At that time, Fatty had thought that it was poison and knock out gas.