Shocked by the gunfire, the crowd around the station came to a halt.
The blood that boiled because of fear started to cool off. It was only at this moment that people began to re-examine the power armors in front of them, and the deadly muzzles that exuded a chilling vibe.
If it was an unknown person that stood in front of them, maybe they would have continued to push forward.
"Where are you going?"
Jiang Chen spoke, word by word, against the halted crowd.
"Earth? Jupiter's moons? Or out of the solar system?"
"Look at what you look like now."
"The tentacles of that bug haven't even reached out here, but you have already killed a few of our own people. Look at the blood under your feet, pick up your mobile phone, mirror, or any other reflective object, and take a look at your own hideous face. Take a good look at what kind of trash the people who sacrificed themselves in the orbit of Pluto protected."
