The subway that had been derailed and flipped over in the tunnel was already twisted and deformed, covered in dust.
Glass shards and all sorts of other things were scattered on both sides of the deformed tracks.
Xia ping 'an even saw a few highly decomposed corpses with a foul smell. They were crushed under a train carriage, and no one cleaned them up. Two corpses reached out from under the carriage, trying to grab onto something before they died.
On the walls of the tunnel, water drops could be seen dripping from time to time. In this dead silent place, the sound of water drops was a bit terrifying. The air here was faintly floating with a layer of gloomy and cold, which made people's hair stand up.
In a place where there was no light in the day, even the gang members would be afraid, let alone ordinary people.
