Chapter 182: The Beginning of Clichés

For two days in a row, the Harrison faction wandered outside the Dragon Kingdom military station, occupying a place to stay like a homeless man with nowhere to go, waiting for the government's rescue. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The people of the Ruiwu team were not sent here in vain, among them, Xiang Ke is one of the personnel responsible for managing the army, and he is very good at observing him, so although the abnormal behavior of some of them has fallen into his eyes, there are too many such people, and they are in someone else's territory, so as long as no one makes trouble, it is impossible for the military people to do anything to drive away the homeless or enforce management.

And the existence of these people is also taken for granted in his eyes, how can they be indifferent to the invasion of their capital by the armies of other countries?

Today, Harrison sent out informants wandering around abandoned streets as idly as they had done the previous two days, doing some of the government's "urban cleanup" tasks the day before, that is, helping to clean up the broken areas in the cities or renovate the crops and get the broken economic system back in operation.

At this time, there is uplifting music playing on the side of the street, and the passionate music fills people with energy on the sweltering summer day, coupled with the sounds of frolic and shouting, these chaotic sounds suppress some of the conversations, and the crowded streets hide the actions of some people.

"Mr. Harrison, the girl you brought to my attention appeared, she wasn't followed by anyone, yes, she came out of the neighborhood alone, I can see it very clearly, okay, I'll keep an eye on her, I'll keep you going to see her whereabouts, okay. ”

The informant tossed the broom he was holding to the side, glanced left and right, and followed without noticing anything unusual.

"Well, Indians are very passionate. ”

Without the despair of life, people's faces once again showed vitality, and Tong Wei walked slowly in the ruined town, walking and stopping aimlessly, as if he didn't notice that he was followed by a small tail.

"Sir, I've already sent you the address, she's been here for more than five minutes, and she doesn't seem to have any intention of going on, I think it's better for you to come now, she doesn't have anything with her, only a small backpack, okay, I'll wait for you in the same place." ”

hung up the phone, the informant continued to stare at Tong Wei from a distance, along the way he saw this little girl who didn't look very old walking and stopping all the way, as if she was curious about everything, looking left and right without any defense, and wondering more than once whether she was with the wrong person, but looking at the photo in her hand, the little girl didn't even change the clothes she was wearing, so she denied her inexplicable doubts again and again.

He squatted on the ground, looking at the girl sitting casually on a bench, like an old man who had retired and was enjoying life, unhurriedly eating the snacks she had taken out of her backpack, placing a magazine she had picked up on the road beside her, and looking at the sky diagonally in front of her, even though there was nothing to see in the sky, she sat for half an hour.

Half an hour was enough time for Harrison to make his way through the crowded streets to where Tong Wei was, and when he met with the informant he had sent, the plan began.

"Hey, little girl, if you're afraid of death, hand over your valuable things, or don't blame us for being ruthless!"

This is the last country where mutants poured in, and although I don't understand why all the mutants would suddenly attack in one place, it is also convenient for Tong Wei to collect those broken souls and the dead qi contaminated with them.

Although the sixth space is always open to attract remnant souls to enter, some places are too far away, just like some distant Western countries, most souls need a period of transition before they can safely come to the place where Tong Wei is, and enter it to have a chance to be reborn.

Like this, all of them are concentrated in India, and the matter of destroying the skin and absorbing the soul at one time is simply convenient for Tong Wei, and it gives those souls more hope.

So after resting for two whole days, Tong Wei, who was already full of energy, followed the guidance of the aura, and came directly to a place with relatively abundant elements, absorbing the aura to fill his dry meridians while absorbing the soul.

She stared at the sky motionlessly, just looking at the intact souls protected by the death air, thinking about overtaking them when things were over.

But at this moment, there were several more people around him, and he seemed to be threatened?

Five dark-skinned men with knives in their hands surrounded the bench where Tong Wei was, and roared at her menacingly, as if they were afraid that she wouldn't understand, and they were actually speaking Chinese!

"Ahh

Most of the skin of Indians is black and yellow, and many people are in no mood to clean up and dress up during this period of time when mutants invade, even if the war is over, but some people have not cleaned themselves up in the first time, such as the five Indian men in front of them.

Tong Wei had a muscle and bone recasting, the curve and flexibility of the body reached a state beyond the reach of ordinary people, and all the garbage in the body was excreted cleanly, and the skin was more delicate and moisturized than the fine white porcelain.

"Yes, yes, to talk to you. Inexplicably, his voice lowered.

"But I don't have anything good, I'll take a look," said Tong Wei, taking off the backpack behind him, holding it in his hand, pulling the zipper and pouring out all the things inside. "You see, I only have a pack of tissues and a water bottle, and two uneaten buns, which are of little value, but there are five of you, and I only have two buns, which seems to be a little bit insufficient, and I am a little hungry. ”

Tong Wei was a little embarrassed and took the buns in the plastic bag, as if she didn't notice that she was being robbed, which was forced to be given to her by the sentry at the door behind the building, she looked at the five thin men in front of her, shook her head, and handed over the plastic bag: "Give the bun to you!"

Looking at the water bottle and paper towel on the bench and the plastic bag handed in front of him, the leader was almost dead of shame, he had been a spy of various professions for so many years, and for the first time he felt that he was embarrassed of what it meant to be groundless, and his face was so red that he almost didn't find a crack in the ground to get into. (Fortunately, he himself has dark skin and can't see it)

Also, how can we continue to act if you cooperate so much!