"Fuck, when will it end!"
Yes. Shao Zifeng dove forward to avoid a stabbing spider leg, the sharp appendage grazing his foot and piercing the ground below, the flying debris painfully smacking against his body.
Being chased all along, at this point, Shao Zifeng had already run out of the urban village residential area, and not far from the village was one of the most bustling districts of Su City—it has to be said, the people of the urban village really had it rough.
Back when the urban village was scheduled for demolition during city planning, the "Unknown Recovery incident" occurred. Since then, every year they talked demolition, and every year it was postponed—twenty years had passed just like that.
However, this had nothing to do with Shao Zifeng; right now, the key thing was how to survive.
