District 53

The Harley under his crotch was still unskilled in riding, and his marksmanship was also very inaccurate. His leather jacket was one size too big, and he was not used to smoking cigars. He had just finished ransacking a convenience store and started the engine. There was a large bag of food and drinks stuffed in the back seat, as well as several expired magazines. The Harley started up and there were several hungry people in the darkness. The hungry and weird shadow took the opportunity to quickly sneak into the messy convenience store. He pressed the detonator, and a huge explosion erupted from the convenience store behind him. The shadow was blown out of the glass window and fell heavily on the street opposite. The firelight illuminated his side face that seemed to be smiling: "Let's call this city Area 53!" A month ago, he was an ordinary system engineer. Now, he is the only human being in this big city that once had 10 million people, but he is not the only living thing.