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The third world 4
The third base of the apocalyptic survivors is located on the edge of city B.
The dim sky glowed with a cold iron gray, indifferently and low-pressure. The towering and upright thick alloy walls have a cold luster reaching into the sky, bringing breathless and heavy oppression to the humble people who look up at it.
Close to the towering wall is a small area of ??land.
There are no words more suitable to describe this place than these two words.
¡ª¡ªPurgatory.
The dirty air was filled with stench and a faint smell of blood. Dirty and dilapidated cardboard houses were crookedly crowded into a small narrow area. Even the cardboard houses were sleeping with a few people sleeping on the twisted and dirty streets. People who don¡¯t.
The people with sallow faces were as skinny as skeletons, and their heavy faces were filled with a desperate gray color.
Several neglected corpses were piled up in the corner of the wall, exuding a foul odor, with only a few flies buzzing around above them.
In the distant city, several little boys and girls with beautiful faces and silent crying were tied up. Behind them stood several men with sinister faces, some of whom were still hawking as if no one was watching.
There are many ferocious figures hidden in the low, dark alleyways, and they are planning some insidious transactions.
This is a nest full of pain.
This is a greenhouse where evil breeds.
From a distance, a short man wearing a blue uniform and a pale face walked over.
The man who approached looked at the people crouched begging on the street, his face suddenly became paler, and his face, which was not very handsome in the first place, was slightly distorted.
Cold sweat slowly trickled down his face, and fire ignited in his eyes. He stepped forward quickly and fiercely struck the thin man squatting in front of him, punching and kicking him.
While beating him, he cursed and cursed:
"Get out of here! Don't blame labor and management for being rude to you if you block the way!"
After a while of commotion, the short man finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw those people curling up and running away. Then, he turned his head and bowed slightly to greet the people slowly walking behind him. A flattering and flattering smile appeared on his face, which was dripping with cold sweat.
Those people looked like their clothes were shabby and messy, and they didn¡¯t carry anything. They seemed to be poor and their status was not very important.
But the variously colored and beautifully decorated metal cards they wear on their chests, as well as their awe-inspiring demeanor that is unforgettable at first sight, all indicate their noble status as superpowers.
Among the group of people, the leader was a young man with a slender figure and a beautiful face, with a blue drop-shaped badge hanging on his chest.
Although the young man had a warm smile and childish features, the perseverance and confidence that emanated from his body made it impossible for anyone to ignore his presence.
A young man was walking beside him, with a green vine-shaped badge hanging on his chest. He has a handsome and elegant face, a pair of peach blossom eyes that are faintly charged, his hands are in his pockets, and he looks carefree.
Several strong men followed the two people. Although they followed very closely, if you look closely, you will find that their steps have never been in front of the two people, and their eyebrows are full of obvious respect and respect. worship.
Behind this group of people, a man with a stern face, like ice and snow, stood in the distance. Wearing a blue and white ice-shaped badge on the chest. Behind the man was a slender girl with her head lowered and her face unclear.
Although their team looks disorganized and casual, like a piece of loose sand, the harmony and harmony between them cannot be ignored.
¡ª¡ªThey are not easy to mess with.
Seeing this group of people, everyone¡¯s impression is definitely: danger.
The short man said to the people behind him in an almost humble tone: "Dear lord of superpowers, because you entered City B from the entrance of ordinary people, so now you have directly entered the edge city where ordinary people live. I'm so sorry. It¡¯s staining your eyes, but we¡¯re about to reach the inner city, adults can you bear with me a little longer?¡±
There was silence.
In the silence, the short man's waist bent lower and lower, almost reaching 90 degrees.
His drooping face was covered with dripping cold sweat, and the veins on his pale forehead were beating slightly out of fear.
Whether it¡¯s his trembling hands at his side or his ever-shrinking pupils, it all shows one fact: he is scared, extremely scared.
The little man's heart tightened, and he secretly said nothing.The heavy carpet was in a mess, and the whole room was in a mess, as if there had just been a storm.
In front of the long table in the center of the room, a middle-aged man with gray hair and red eyes was holding his hands on the table with trembling hands, as if supporting the entire weight of his body: "My son" His voice was choked with sobs. , almost burst into tears.
Because he had always been in a high position before becoming the city lord, in order to protect his son, he always called him nephew to the outside world. He has always been very doting on his son, so when his son proposed to guard the city gate, he did not refuse. He just moved him to the passage where ordinary people can enter to prevent him from offending high-level superpowers.
But I didn¡¯t expect
¡°I didn¡¯t expect¡ that I would be brutally murdered!¡±
The middle-aged man trembled and fell on the chair behind him, as if all his strength had been exhausted. His red eyes were full of unconcealable grief and overwhelming anger.
Fury kept shouting in my heart - Revenge! revenge!
He stretched out a hand, firmly picked up the phone on the long table, and dialed the number he had always been afraid of. His voice was as calm and composed as ever, but the look on his face was as ferocious as a ghost: "I agree with you. It¡¯s a deal, but I have a condition.¡±
The vast darkness of night concealed the shrill cries of the zombies outside the city and the bloody filth inside the city. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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