Chapter 125 Hurried Visit_3

The long street was a mess as the sanitation workers drove the water truck, the water cannon washing away patches of dark red filth on the ground, the clear streams of water taking on a crimson hue.

Like a small river, the dirty water surged, flowing down both sides of the street, disappearing into the darkness of the sewers.

On the fishing boat, bloated corpses slid from the nets onto the deck. The chaos spread through the noisy nightclubs, the life-and-death struggles beneath the neon lights of the streets, and even... the high-rise buildings sealed off by caution tape, with cracks emerging on the exterior walls, teetering on the brink of collapse.

At the end of the chat log, there was a photo.

In Nanlu District, on the overpass at the mouth of Beijiang River entering the sea, hung a ghastly corpse swaying in the wind between the railing and the arch of the bridge.