"Murder!"
The crowded scene instantly became chaotic, filled with terrified screams everywhere. People stuck inside tried desperately to escape, pushing against those outside, but it was equally crowded outside. In the collision, many people lost their balance and fell to the ground. Before they could get up, people behind stepped on them.
For a moment, the scene was out of control, screams of horror and cries for help intertwined in an instant.
The police and the school security responsible for the alert did not expect such a sudden incident, and they froze on the spot, unsure of what to do. Moreover, their numbers could not change anything; they could only watch helplessly as the stampede unfolded, unable to carry out any rescue.
"Shiyun!"
In the moment the flames surged, Ling Chen's face drastically changed, turning pale with his lips trembling slightly. The smell of gasoline—it was a homemade incendiary bomb!