Chapter 537 Unforgettable

Chapter 537 Unforgettable

The four old districts of the old city are Dongcheng, Xicheng, Chongwen and Xuanwu.

Logically speaking, after Xicheng is finished, it will be Dongcheng, and after Dongcheng is finished, it will be Chongwen and Xuanwu's turn.

But Wang Tiedan was not prepared to do that because it was too far.

His family might still be waiting for him to come back, so he doesn’t have much time.

So he ran to the West City again and sneaked into a notorious middle school.

Why infamous?

Searchlights, guard towers, sentries, lookout holes, shooting holes. If it weren't for the sign at the gate, no one would have thought that this was a place for reading and writing.

Moreover, the main door had been welded shut, leaving only one window for people to enter and exit.

The surrounding high walls are covered with barbed wire, and it is no exaggeration to call it a fortress or a centralized Y.

What’s even more amazing is that there are sentries at the door, and there are a lot of visible and hidden sentries around, and no outsiders are allowed to approach.

As for why it is so strict, there are two reasons. First, the three most prominent organizations in the capital often operate here.

What does the most prominent mean? At that time, there were 24 administrative levels in China. In these three organizations, there were a lot of parents with administrative levels from level to level , and the lowest was only level (deputy division commander, director), and no one lower was accepted. They were truly the new "Eight Banners Children"!

There are so many princes and princesses, many of whom are still sixteen or seventeen years old. They are minors and must be protected.

Second, this group of people did things under the banner of "protecting their father", but they also did a lot of evil. The principal, literary masters, old workers, and even classmates, as long as they opposed the theory of bloodline, were their targets.

Having done so many evil things, he might be targeted by some people, so there are so many guards around him.

Of course, this was not a problem for Wang Tiedan. He quietly opened a small door in the back wall and crawled in.

As soon as I entered, I heard faint moaning sounds.

Wang Tiedan carefully distinguished the sound and moved over decisively.

In a classroom, the room is very large.

At the front is a podium, but it looks more like a county magistrate's court. Dark red slogans are posted on the blackboard, and there is a faint fishy smell emanating from it.

In front of the podium, there was a piece of broken glass with faint traces of blood on it.

On the left side of the podium, there was a lot of paint, red, black, and white, all over the buckets and the floor.

In the middle of the room was a row of wooden frames that almost reached the beams, with some rope loops tied on them, making it look more like an execution ground.

Wang Tiedan could see the purpose of these things at a glance.

It can be called torture, or it can be called a child's game.

The word "official" has two "mouths" in it, so it can be pronounced in any way.

Behind the wooden frame, a group of wounded people were lying in a mess.

The groans came from these people's mouths.

Wang Tiedan just took a glance inside from the window and felt his blood boiling, but he didn't go in. He quietly moved to the side.

He could vaguely hear snoring from inside.

Four male students were lying on a bed made of desks, sleeping soundly.

Wang Tiedan did not hesitate and swung his saber continuously, chopping off four arms and four calves. Without waiting for them to shout, he had already chopped them down with his hand knife.

Then the next room, and another.

Wang Tiedan walked around the school like a ghost, killing no one, regardless of gender or adult status.

Before leaving, he picked up the paint and wrote eight big words on both sides of the door with his left hand.

"Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?"

Since we are not discussing bloodline theory, let's just start an uprising.

You're trying to cover it up so that others don't know. Then just make a big deal about it and see if you can cover it up.

There is a row of small words behind it.

"It's not about merit or demerit, I have no words to ask the heavens, even if you die, your heroic spirit will remain in your heart, don't wait to look back, this is what your students respectfully present~"

After writing this, Wang Tiedan quickly disappeared into the night...

When I got home, my parents were waiting for me.

Seeing Wang Tiedan enter the room, he hurried over.

"Why did you come back so late? Did you deliver the things?"

"I delivered it. It took a long detour. I was hiding from people. If someone saw me, they would think I was a thief."

"It really can't be seen by others, otherwise it will cause trouble again."

"Don't worry, Mom. No one will see us. You guys go to bed. I'll take a shower and go to bed too."

"Okay~"

Wang Tiedan slept soundly, but the middle school was in an uproar.

There are always some tenacious people who wake up from the severe pain, followed by howling, which alerts the guards outside the wall.

Originally they were not allowed to go in, but they had to go in when they heard the noise.

What followed was a scene they would never forget.

The classroom door opened, and several people were crawling on the ground, propped up by their arms. The long trail of blood behind them was shocking.

Everyone knew something had happened, and everyone reported it to the next level.

Every leader who came felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and every superior who came felt that his career was ruined.

Military vehicles blocked the road and troops surrounded the school.

There are three floors inside and three floors outside, and there are cars and people everywhere.

Throughout West City, the branch bureau, police station, street office, and factory security department all took action to conduct a large-scale, carpet search.

No one dares to cover up the truth anymore, no one dares to protect anyone anymore.

At the same time, hundreds of injured people, including those detained there, were sent to nearby major hospitals, such as Guangdong University of Foreign Studies, Union Hospital, Central Hospital, and Anding Hospital, one after another.

But when they were sent to the local area, the leaders found that there were no real doctors in the hospital. They were all students who shouted slogans loudly but had almost no clinical experience.

There is not even enough medicine for treatment.

There was no other choice but to transfer them urgently to military hospitals, such as the Rocket Force Hospital, 301 Hospital, etc.

For a time, major hospitals that were not affected were once again overcrowded.

A villa somewhere.

A senior leader's heart sank to the bottom when he read the case report.

His son was among the people admitted to the hospital. He has been saved, but he will be a disabled person for the rest of his life.

He hated and regretted.

I hated that my son did such infuriating things and I didn't even know it.

What's more, I hate those who instilled those ideas into my sons and were affected by them.

I regret that I did not teach my son well and caused him to suffer.

A certain government compound.

Another senior leader was holding a case report in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand, trembling all over.

He was both afraid and regretful.

The incident has already happened. Catching the murderer is one thing, but in the final analysis, the purgatory-like middle school is the fundamental reason for people's revenge.

And he is one of the culprits who shielded this school.

I thought that by licking the younger one, I could please the older one.

Now, the little one is disabled. The higher-ups will track down the murderer, but he can't escape.

It’s better to seek death and put an end to it all.

Then, a gunshot alarmed the entire compound.

Inside another three-story building.

The case report was in the hands of an elderly leader, whose son was putting on his school uniform and preparing to rush to school.

"Stop!" The old man threw the case report on the table and said sternly.

"Dad, something happened to my comrade, I want to go check it out!"

The son didn't understand and continued putting on his clothes.

"From today on, you are not allowed to go anywhere, and you are not allowed to say anything. Just stay at home and join the army during the winter."

"Dad, why, I can't be a deserter!"

Before he could finish his words, the old man slapped him.

There was a snap.

A clear slap mark suddenly appeared on his son's face.

"Deserter, look at what you have done, are you white dogs or little devils?!"