Chapter 57 Interests

Chapter 57: Interests

"I agree to this."

Jiang Ren patted Robert on the shoulder and promised, "Don't worry. Since I'm asking for your help, I will ensure your safety. Unless a situation arises that is completely beyond my control, you will definitely not die."

Robert endured the sharp pain shooting from his shoulder and expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

If the circumstances hadn't forced his hand, he would never have revealed that he used to be a commercial airliner pilot twenty years ago.

Moreover, deep down, he was extremely reluctant to associate with Jiang Ren.

However, to guarantee the safety of his wife and child, he decided to leave the choice to Jiang Ren. After all, he hadn't touched an airplane in nearly twenty years, and Jiang Ren might not necessarily choose him.

Although Robert occasionally played advanced flight simulators in private, those were not real aircraft.

No matter how much simulation one does, it cannot compare to actual operation.

In terms of operational proficiency, he might not even be as good as an intern pilot who had just earned his qualifications.

That Jiang Ren accepted him as a pilot was truly beyond his expectations. Amidst his lingering tension, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

He wasn't sure if he would survive, but his wife and child certainly had a very high probability of survival.

"Let's go. Call everyone."

Jiang Ren twisted his neck and said casually, "Since I promised to help you deal with the madmen in the airport, let's start right now."

At Robert's call, the dozens of people in the waiting lounge all came out.

It wasn't until they reached a spacious hall on the first floor that they finally understood the purpose of coming out: to make noise using various methods to attract the madmen inside the airport, and then let Jiang—who acted like a superhero—deal with them.

Although some were reluctant and wanted to return to the lounge to hide, under the persuasion of Robert and many others, they ultimately abandoned the idea.

The doors to the waiting lounge were broken, and safety there was only temporary.

Even if they found a new safe place, where could it possibly be as safe as staying close to Jiang?

Besides, with a group of people sticking together, even if Jiang missed a few madmen, they could easily handle them.

The clearance of the madmen proceeded at an unexpectedly fast pace.

In just half an hour, over a thousand madmen inside the airport were cleared out. Even if any survivors remained, their number would certainly not exceed double digits.

During this process, quite a few people who had been hiding also emerged one after another and merged into the group.

In total, there were over eighty people with dozens of different professions.

Federal officials, corporate managers, athletes, teachers, celebrities, programmers, barbers, journalists, and so on.

At the ticket-checking area.

A crowd stood together, with Jiang Ren and Robert at the very front.

Along the way, they had picked up a large quantity of weapons. Now, practically everyone carried a handgun, and a small number of people were even equipped with submachine guns and shotguns.

"Alright, since it's safe here, let's go."

Jiang Ren planted the "steel pipe" into the ground, turned around, and walked toward the doors leading to the tarmac.

Robert offered a few words of comfort to his wife and child, then quickly followed Jiang Ren's pace.

"Wait!"

Lil, who had been silent for half an hour, suddenly stepped forward.

Jiang Ren stopped in his tracks and turned back to look at him.

Though he didn't utter a word, his tall and muscular physique was still intimidating.

Recalling the sight of this man ruthlessly slaughtering a thousand madmen just moments ago, Lil's body shrank back involuntarily, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

*No, I cannot give up! If I miss this opportunity, there won't be another!*

*Besides, I have a weapon in my hand; I'm not afraid of him!*

Lil tightened his grip on the submachine gun, mustered his courage, and said, "Jiang, you've broken the law. Did you know that?"

Jiang Ren raised an eyebrow. "What law have I broken?"

"Murder!"

Lil raised a hand and pointed at the scattered corpses of the madmen littering the ground.

"But these are all madmen."

Someone among the nearby crowd spoke up.

Hearing this, Lil glared viciously in the direction where the voice came from, then continued, "They die if their hearts or heads are destroyed, and they die from excessive blood loss. They may be madmen, but they are human beings first and foremost! And just because they are crazy now doesn't mean they will stay crazy forever. Who's to say they wouldn't have recovered in a few dozen minutes, a few hours, or a few days?"

Jiang Ren narrowed his eyes slightly. "So, what are you trying to say?"

He had originally planned to deal with a scumbag like Lil right before leaving.

However, ever since he noticed during the past half hour that this person kept glancing at him furtively as if plotting some scheme, he changed his mind.

Robert quietly shook his head.

If he hadn't been sure before whether this rapper was a fool, he was certain of it now. This rapper was an absolute idiot, through and through.

Hiding in the crowd, Brown Bark wore a faint smile on his lips.

Everything was proceeding precisely as he had anticipated. He just wondered if this lucky guy named Jiang would be able to keep his cool.

"With your abilities, you could have easily subdued these people without harming them, yet you chose to kill them, depriving them of any chance to become normal people again!"

Lil said with a grief-stricken expression, "You claimed you were saving us, but in truth, you just wanted to satisfy your own urge to kill, using us as an excuse to put on a display of righteousness!"

This argument stirred a restless reaction among many in the crowd.

Although they had been driven to utter desperation by those madmen over the past few hours, and although many of their friends and family members had died at the hands of these creatures...

Just as Lil said, these madmen were not zombies from movies or television; they were essentially human, and there was always a possibility they might recover in the future.

Therefore, Jiang, who had killed them, was undoubtedly a heinous murderer.

As for the matter of him saving them...

One thing was one thing, and the two could not be lumped together.

Furthermore, Jiang's so-called rescue was probably just a fabricated disguise created purely to satisfy his own bloodlust.

"How boring. If you have nothing else to say, I'm leaving."

Jiang Ren's expression remained impassive as he made a motion to leave.

Seeing this, Lil immediately shouted in a panic, "Considering that you did help us, as long as you reveal the method to become stronger, we can jointly write a petition for your pardon. That way, once the Federation restores order, you won't be thrown in prison for these crimes."

*The method to become stronger?*

These words instantly ignited the hidden desires deep in the hearts of most people present.

Whether it was the dozens of people from the beginning or those who had joined over the past half hour, upon witnessing Jiang Ren's superhuman physical prowess, everyone had wondered at some point: *How did he acquire such exaggerated strength?*

In fact, two people had actually tried to ask halfway through.

But they were met only with a cold glare, forcing them to retreat crestfallen back into the crowd.

If they could use this situation to force him into revealing the secret of gaining strength, it would undoubtedly be the most lucrative deal imaginable.

Many people had already begun daydreaming about the blissful and wonderful life they would lead once they mastered this power, becoming superior beings wielding authority, wealth, and countless beauties.

"Are you sure?"

Jiang Ren smiled. He smiled very brightly.

He had initially thought that ungrateful and treacherous people were only in the minority, but judging by the fact that almost no one spoke up for him earlier, coupled with the strange looks in many eyes right now...

Most people truly cared only about themselves!

(This world is coming to an end.)