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Su Jianyang threatened Wu Cheng with a gun, but he showed no fear and contemptuously said, "Officer Su... why don't you pay attention to your surroundings first?" Faced with Wu Cheng's provocation, Su Jianyang frowned. He slowly turned around, scanning the surroundings. The once motionless townspeople were now silently closing in, their eyes vacant, their steps mechanical, as if controlled by some force. Su Jianyang gripped the gun tightly, aiming at the approaching figures, feeling an unprecedented pressure.
"Don't come any closer!" His voice was loud and firm, attempting to intimidate the people with the gun. But the townspeople seemed completely unaffected, continuing to approach him slowly but steadily.
Wu Cheng watched the scene from the side, a sly smile on his face. "Officer Su, do you really think you can scare them off with that thing? These people have all been controlled by me. Their consciousness no longer belongs to themselves."
Su Jianyang cautiously turned his body, keeping his gun aimed at Wu Cheng. But as he looked around, a chill ran down his spine. The previously still townspeople, like puppets being manipulated, silently closed in around him. Their eyes were vacant, their faces expressionless, but their movements were unusually coordinated as they gradually approached Su Jianyang.
Wu Cheng Watching this scene, a sly smile crept onto his lips, his voice filled with disdain: "Officer Su, it seems like your attention is divided. How many people can your gun point to again?"
Su Jianyang's brows furrowed as he quickly scanned his surroundings, trying to find a way out. His fingers tensely rested on the trigger, but he knew that once he opened fire, the situation would only get worse. His voice was firm and calm: "Back off! Don't force me to shoot!"
However, the controlled townspeople seemed to have not heard his warning, and continued to slowly approach him. Although their movements were slow, their numbers were large, forming an impenetrable circle that trapped Su Jianyang in the center.
Su Jianyang's heart raced, his gaze quickly shifting between Wu Cheng and the townspeople, searching for an opportunity to escape. He knew that once surrounded by this crowd, his situation would become extremely dangerous. He had to come up with a way to solve the current dilemma and at the same time, stop Wu Cheng from further wrongdoing.
Su Jianyang is filled with anger and worry, as well as a hint of confusion towards Wu Cheng. He doesn't understand why Wu Cheng has chosen this destructive path, and why he has dragged the entire population of Qing Town into this unspeakable terror. He glances at Wu Cheng, attempting to find answers in his eyes, but all he sees is arrogance and unfathomable Darkness.
"Wu Cheng, what do you really want?" Su Jianyang questions loudly, trying to distract Wu Cheng and find an opportunity to escape.
Wu Cheng's smile became even more sinister, and he slowly walked towards Su Jianyang, saying, "What I want, Officer Su, is far beyond your comprehension. This is just the beginning. I will lead this world into a new era, and you will become a witness to this historic moment."
Su Jianyang stood in the center of the open space, surrounded more and more by the townspeople. Their movements were mechanical and slow, their eyes empty and lifeless, as if they had lost themselves. Su Jianyang waved his baton, trying to carve out a path in the relentless crowd, but the townspeople seemed completely unaffected by pain, continuing to approach mercilessly.
His baton only made a dull sound every time it struck, as if hitting lifeless objects. A sense of powerlessness surged in Su Jianyang's heart. These townspeople had lost self-awareness and become puppets under Wu Cheng's control.
With no other choice, Su Jianyang raised his gun, hoping to scare the townspeople with the sound of the gun. However, his gun seemed to have no effect on them. The bullets pierced their bodies, but no blood was seen. The townspeople seemed like tireless machines, constantly approaching him. Each person made a low, hoarse sound, moving slowly and steadily in an ominous manner.
Su Jianyang felt desperate. His baton and handgun seemed powerless against this supernatural force. His breathing became rapid, his heart raced, and the air around him felt stifling. He knew that if he couldn't find an effective way to deal with these manipulated townspeople, he would soon be overwhelmed by this dominating force.
He looked around, searching for any possible escape route, while quickly brainstorming solutions in his mind. But in this desperate situation, everything seemed to be at a loss. Su Jianyang's gaze swept through the darkness, seeking a glimmer of hope, but everything around him was covered by the dense silhouettes of the townspeople, like walls trapping him in the center.
He gritted his teeth and decided not to back down, even in the face of what seemed like endless threats. Su Jianyang summoned the last of his courage, wielding his baton, and fought to carve out a path. Every strike used all the strength in his body, but the controlled townspeople seemed to be tireless zombies, constantly surging from all directions.
As Su Jianyang thought of the charm water that witch Li had entrusted to him, and was about to take it out of his pocket, one townspeople grabbed his hand, followed by another seizing his leg, and then another, until they had completely restrained Su Jianyang. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the townspeople's control, but they held onto him like iron clamps. He felt a powerful force binding him tightly, as if these townspeople were no longer ordinary humans, but puppets driven by some evil power.
Su Jianyang struggled to reach into his pocket, trying to retrieve the talisman water given to him by witch Li, but his arm was tightly restrained, unable to move. His heart raced, sweat trickled down his forehead, dripping onto the dim ground.
The air around seemed to grow heavier, each heartbeat seemingly foretelling the approach of danger. Su Jianyang looked up to see Wu Cheng standing on a nearby altar, coldly observing everything with a mocking and contemptuous gaze, as if enjoying it all.
Su Jianyang realized that he might have been trapped in a desperate situation, but he was unwilling to give up. A flame of resilience burned in his eyes. He began to struggle with all his might, attempting to make some changes in this final moment. However, the controlled townspeople seemed unaffected by his efforts, their power strong and unwavering, as if they were beings from another world.
At this critical juncture of life and death, Su Jianyang had countless thoughts flashing through his mind. His vision started to blur, but he continued to gaze firmly at Wu Cheng, hoping to find a glimmer of opportunity to break free from this grim predicament.
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