The 'Chaos' accelerated to another building.

The screaming in the carriage has weakened, and there are no people who can scream. The survivors slumped in the carriage, and they have no strength to escape.

Ji Zhuokun was in the third carriage. He looked forward and backward, and the scene was the same before and after.

The whole car is like hell on earth.

The train was already approaching the building, and another impact would make more debris fly into the carriage.

"Back to the cab!"

It can't be saved, there are not many people left in this full carriage.

He can't save a single one now.

A small hand stretched out from between the seats, trying to grab something.

Ji Yankun quickly pulled the child out of the floor between the seats and ran forward with the child in his arms.

Xiang Changan turned back to back to Ji Yankun, he was afraid that if something flew from behind him again, he would be able to take precautions.

As they approached the door of the second car, the train had already hit the building.

Xiang Changan and Ji Yankun were hit by the force and fell to the wall of the car. Ji Yankun's arm went numb, and the child flew out of his arms.

He subconsciously reached out to fish, and grabbed the child's arm, and most of the child's body had already flown out of the train.

He leaned down against the ground, reached out and grabbed the thing next to him to stabilize himself.

"Fuck!" Xiang Changan broke out in a cold sweat, and slammed forward and grabbed Ji Yankun's wrist.

The train crashed into the building, and in an instant, a loud noise and rocks flew together, and the billowing smoke and dust flew into the carriage, and Xiang Changan's eyes were blurred.

Being so close to the door of the car, could feel the shattering walls and rocks hitting the bottom of the train car.

The kind of huge impact that can smash people directly into the car's paper, no one can withstand it.

Is the child with most of his body hanging out of the train still alive?

"Ji Zhuokun, let go!"

Xiang Changan roared loudly in the sky.

It seems familiar, Ji Yankun had also yelled at him the same thing.

Xiang Changan reluctantly raised his head and looked at Ji Zhuokun.

Ji Huokun was hit by a rock that flew in from outside the car and hit his arm, and his entire arm was bloody.

Ji Yankun let go.

When he grabbed the child, he happened to be holding the child's pulse, and he could clearly feel the beating under the skin.

He was a little out of strength, Xiang Changan gritted his teeth, and dragged Ji Yankun to avoid another flying stone.

"Come on!" Xiang Changan said.

Ji Yankun followed him expressionlessly, and the two of them passed through the almost empty two carriages, all the way to the driver's cab.

Yue Chengtian opened the door of the cab.

Yu Jiao Niang was lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

Ji Yankun's heart sank, and he quickly squatted down and touched Yu Jiao Niang's face, his hands still warm.

He clenched his fist suddenly and let it go, his index finger touched under Yu Jiao Niang's nose, and a shallow breath brushed against his finger.

Ji Yankun suddenly cursed in a low voice and slammed his fist on the wall of the carriage.

Xiang Changan reached out and patted his shoulder, not knowing what to say. He saw with his own eyes that almost a car of people died in front of his eyes, but he was unable to rescue him at all. After finally crossing the carriage to return, he saw his lover fainted on the ground.

It feels so bad.

"Yu Jiao Niang." Ji Zhuokun helped Yu Jiao Niang on the ground, carefully avoiding his injured arm and letting her lean on him.

"Wake up." His voice trembled a little.

Yu Jiaonian frowned, and his fingers unconsciously grabbed the front of Ji Zhuokun's clothes.

"Ji Zhuokun..." She closed her eyes and whispered softly.

Ji Yankun hugged her tightly. After a while, Yu Jiao Niang slowly opened his eyes, and just opened his eyes and his hands covered his head.

"It hurts..." she said painfully.

There was not a trace of blood on her face, her lips were as pale as paper, and her eyes slowly fell on Ji Yankun's arm.

"You're injured." Yu Jiaanyong didn't dare to reach out to touch it.

Ji Yankun let go of her and blocked her arm, "It's okay."

Yu Jiao Niang put his hands on the ground and stood up with the help of Ji Zhuokun.

She looked out, then covered her mouth with her hand.

Yu Jiao Niang couldn't believe her eyes, she still had a little bit of consciousness when she was in a coma, and only heard the unprecedented screams outside the carriage. I didn't expect it to be such a scene.

It seemed that a blood-colored picture had been splashed on the inside of the carriage, and large groups of bloodstains painted the Fengdu of the world.

Stones, broken walls, long poles, steel bars...

These objects from outside the car are stained with the bodies of the passengers, mutilated and blurred.

Yu Jiao's legs softened, and Ji Yankun embraced her.

"Don't panic, don't panic." Yu Jiaanyong murmured to himself, "Think of a way, quickly think of a way..."

The car door was not closed, but she was more eager for air than when she had just been deprived of oxygen, gasping for breath.

Ji Zhuokun patted her on the back and said in a deep voice, "Yu Jiao Niang, calm down."

Calm down. He was talking to himself too.

After traveling through so many carriages, no one was saved, and the child even lost his life in his own hands.

Don't panic. Don't mess up.

Too much has been lost to lose one's mind in this situation.

Calm down.

Force yourself to calm down.

Yu Jiao Niang suddenly looked at the safety hammer that was thrown on the driver's platform.

"Smash the glass," she said, her voice hoarse.

"..."

This time, the other three people in the cab were silent.

Tried, didn't work.

Do you want to waste any more effort?

Yue Chengtian wanted to speak to dissuade him, but Yu Jiao Niang had already leaned over and picked up the hammer.

She took a step back, then slammed forward and hammered it against the glass of the cab.