Why it never ends

Chapter 175 Attack
"Here we come." Avinash said softly.

Schmidt didn't understand what Avinash was referring to, he looked at the roof blankly.

"...what's coming?"

"Assassin." Avinash calmly pointed to the top of his head at the moment, "It's right there."

At the moment when Schmidt's expression suddenly changed, a two-meter-long "I"-shaped steel beam had penetrated the glass dome.It fell from the sky like a long gun, and accurately penetrated the front of the train stopped in the middle of the station.

——Exactly the one that Schmidt was about to take.

With the deafening penetrating sound, thick smoke rose from the front of the car, and then flames burst out. Amid panicked screams, several huge lights on the train platform gradually went out at this moment.

——The main power supply of the station was cut off, and darkness quickly occupied every corner here.

The station had already prepared for this. Emergency lights were on in several escape routes at the same time. The fluorescent signs on the ground pointed out the correct way for everyone in the dark, and the "Schmidts" on the platform began to flee.

However, the real Schmidt did not run away. Facing the huge steel bar not far away, he seemed to have been emptied of his soul suddenly.

Here she comes, here she comes...

It turned out that she knew when she would show up at the station, and she knew which train she would get on...

she knows……

She knows everything!

The crowd of people surging in the darkness kept knocking the absent-minded Schmidt back, his hat was knocked off, and he was quickly kicked away by countless feet.The crowd picked up the wind and lifted the hem of his clothes.

His nerves tensed instantly, and he raised his head to look around, trying to find the source of all the turmoil, but he still couldn't see anything.

"...Who is it, who is there!!" Schmidt growled in anger, "Assassin... red velvet! Do you think I will be afraid of you, do you think I will shrink back!

"Come on, come on—I'm right here! I'm right here waiting for you—"

Schmidt pulled out his gun and fired continuously at the sky. The explosion-like sound of the gun was especially piercing in the darkness.

A few golden sparks lit up in the air, followed by screams from the other end of the station.The bullets fired from Schmidt's muzzle did not penetrate the already cracked glass dome. They changed their flight direction after impact and finally splashed on several innocent ordinary people.

Avinash, who had been on the phone with several subordinates at the back, noticed Schmidt's actions at this moment. He frowned and stepped forward to stop him, "Inspector, keep calm—"

"Assassin... let the horse come here!" Schmidt roared hoarsely, "I don't care if you are called Red Velvet...or...Volva—"

The steel frames of dozens of vaults broke at the same time, emitting a tidy and horrifying resonance.

Countless steel supports fell from the air, and Avinash sensed the danger. His hand passed around Schmidt's armpit, and he jumped up high from behind holding Schmidt.

The four stumps of the steel frame that fell straight down almost brushed against Schmidt's toes continuously.

Schmidt suddenly let out an extremely tragic cry, and Avinash immediately smelled a strong smell of blood.

"what happened?"

A two-centimeter-thick C-shaped channel steel flew obliquely and cut off his right hand holding the gun.Schmidt's face was twisted into a ball, and the pain made him unable to make any sound.

The assassin had already swooped down from the air, and Avinash didn't dare to stop. He carried Schmidt on his back and dodged all the way, and the enemy was also chasing him.

The broken steel frame was like a series of poisonous thorns, and was constantly thrown at his side. This offensive was brutal and intensive. Avinash could only judge where to settle next by hearing, and had no time to care about other things.

The assassin in the dark always held an iron rod in his hand. When running, the end of the long rod collided with the steel frame, the wall or the ground, hitting a series of golden sparks.

They outline the trajectory of the assassin in the darkness, the border between black and gold is so dazzling.

The spark was reflected in Schmidt's eyes too, and he stared at everything from his shoulder on Avinash, involuntarily slipping into a kind of fearless trance.

Although he couldn't fully understand the gap in strength between the enemy and ourselves, this huge sense of oppression had crushed any of his previous imaginations about the "assassin".He forgot anger, forgot to resist, even forgot pain and fear, he just stared blankly at the enemy wearing a pitch-black cloak in the distance, and there was a strong tinnitus in his ears.

For him, this is almost equivalent to the call of death.

Several of Avinash's subordinates struggled to provide assists. They tried to attract the assassin's attention, but the assassin completely ignored the provocations of others.

It just enjoys the fun of chasing unscrupulously, pushing Avinash to a corner several times, but it stops.

It wandered around Avinash and Schmidt almost naughtily for several times, with an increasing radius, and finally stepped on the station's colonnade and jumped onto the steel vault of the railway station again.

It was so fast that no one could catch it, and no one dared to chase it. Everyone could only watch it jump from one chandelier to another. There was a picture hidden under its black hood. With a masked face, no one knows what the expression of the face behind the mask is.

Avinash's heart almost jumped out of his chest - at least 1 minute has passed, and no support has been sent from AHgAs.

Damn... Why haven't Victoria and the others arrived yet!
What the hell are they doing!
"Sir!!" The subordinates in the distance exclaimed. Avinash noticed that a section of the hanging beam above his head was sagging. He lifted Schmidt's back collar again, and before the giant steel beast fell to the ground, he pulled it out. get away.

The broken steel beams caused a huge cloud of dust on the ground, gravel splashed everywhere, and countless screw parts tumbled down, and the sound reverberated throughout the train station.

Schmidt, who had safely returned to the ground, woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream. He tremblingly grabbed Avenash's sleeve, "...Come on, hurry up, take me away, let's get out of here—"

"I have to trouble you to stay here for a while." Avinash coughed a few times, and his eyes closely followed the assassin in the air. "Our image collection has not been completed yet, and we need more data..."

"……what?"

"When our work is over, I will naturally take you to the next shelter, so please bear with me, Inspector."

There was another loud noise in the distance, and the assassins used local materials to destroy every locomotive on the track with the reinforced iron frame of the vault.Several mercury needles were about 50 meters away from it, following its movements.

This time, the assassin was indifferent to all the shots aimed at it.

"Attention all filming staff, don't get close to it," Avinash whispered to the neckline, "Keep a distance, never confront it head-on, please answer if you receive it."

A series of "Understood" came from the earphones.

(End of this chapter)