In the apocalypse, luck is also a crucial factor.
The four gates to the southeast, northwest are all blocked, seemingly watertight, foolproof, but in fact, there are still loopholes.
Chen Che discovered that there is a residential building to the east of this market, and if the other party wants to escape, they can open the door at the bottom of the eastern building to leave.
This building seems to only have a door facing the market on this side.
Like a wall, but once inside the building, there are indeed too many ways to leave from the back.
He saw a pair of sneaky people slipping into the building.
His intuition told him that the other party had played a trick.
After all, the two yellow-robed priests surrounded didn’t seem to have any backup plan, and at the same time, they didn’t seem to have a strong desire to escape.
While Angduo and Kainan were held by the Blackthorn Team, the two yellow-robed priests just stayed in place.
This behavior clearly seemed suspicious.
Moreover, it’s almost as if they were afraid that others wouldn’t know their identities, wearing such conspicuous and eye-catching clothes.
Even a fool could see something was wrong.
Chen Che’s guess was exceptionally correct.
Both Arabic and Zhou Shaoyang are not easy to deal with.
Even their secret underground meeting place, so well-hidden, could be taken down by the security squad, leaking information, forcing the two to be vigilant.
They certainly wouldn’t stupidly be wearing such noticeable yellow-robed priest outfits.
They found two loyal believers to wear the outfits in their stead.
Sure enough, not long after going up, chaos erupted.
Arabic and Zhou Shaoyang first marveled at their own cleverness, then grew angry.
"These damned sinners would dare besiege the followers of the great Master of Revelation! Hmph, the holy war will not cease here, they shall pay the price later!" Zhou Shaoyang gnashed his teeth.
Arabic sensed the danger and said, "We should leave first; our underground secret meeting, and the retreat routes were all anticipated and blocked by them, I suspect there’s a traitor in the church."
"A traitor? How could any believer dare betray the great Master of Revelation?" Zhou Shaoyang couldn’t believe that anyone, once brainwashed, could choose betrayal.
The terrifying aspect of the Apocalypse Society is that you may know it’s brainwashing you.
Yet the vast majority of believers would still maintain high loyalty to the entire Apocalypse Society despite knowing it’s brainwashing.
This incomprehensible loyalty is etched deep into every believer’s soul.
Arabic couldn’t quite articulate it, but he always had a hunch, someone definitely betrayed the church, otherwise how could the Special Operations Department and the security squad always be one step ahead, prepared for their secrets? Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs NoᴠᴇFɪre.nᴇt
But now it’s not the time to dwell on this, even if there’s a traitor, they currently cannot uncover it.
It’s best to leave first out of respect.
Taking advantage of the chaos above, the two took an alternate route and emerged from another manhole cover.
There aren’t many sewers in the Peruvian Slums.
All the manhole covers are concentrated around the Peru Market.
Too much, afraid of being stolen.
Even in the civilized world, thefts of manhole covers happen often, let alone in this apocalyptic era.
Under the threat of a death sentence, people would still take the risk to steal manhole covers amid apocalypse.
Their alternate exit was also within the Peru Market, just in a corner.
After crawling out from the corner, taking advantage of the chaotic gunfire and crowd, Arabic and Zhou Shaoyang, with only about four Blackthorn Guards, immediately blended into and slipped away with the crowd.
Though four Blackthorn Guards hardly provided much security, they deeply understood the principle of a bigger target with more people.
Following the alternate planned route, they reached a building to the east, entered it, and in this slum building, there was a prepared room with a ladder to leave directly from the back on the second floor.
Everything possible was calculated down to the last detail, and the alternate route was meticulously planned.
After leaving the Peru Market, Zhou Shaoyang and Arabic both breathed a sigh of relief. Next, as long as they entered the Peruvian Slums, the largest slum in the Ninth Special Zone, they would be invincible.
Whether it was the Special Operations Department or the security squad, trying to flush them out from the Peruvian Slums was totally a Herculean task.
The entire slum, with nearly a hundred thousand people living in such a cramped place, is inherently a mixture of disparate elements, the Lower City District within the Upper City District is no joke.
Even if the Special Operations Department and the security squad wanted to take action, they’d have to consider the chain reaction of touching this largest slum.
After all, even these two departments messing with the slum would cause unease among the other ordinary residents of the Ninth Special Zone?
The parliament would absolutely not allow it.
Once they entered the slum, they found a way to survive.
They, with their subordinates, took advantage of the chaos and quickly traversed the buildings, entered a narrow alley, and as long as they crossed this alley and turned a few street corners, they could enter the slum through a narrow alleyway.
But ahead, a figure wielding a knife stood at the alley’s exit.
Arabic and Zhou Shaoyang paused, looked up, and their expressions changed.
They saw a striking silhouette with purple short hair, a vibrant smile at the pink lips’ corner, eyes blazing with excitement.