Sister Ying has a washed white and very old hair tied on her head, and she has a big knot at the back of her head, plus she has a face that goes to the dust, as long as she doesn't pay too much attention, she is definitely the type that stands out to everyone.

Her ordinariness is her best protection, this big drama in the slums, Sister Ying seems to have heard about it, and she has already settled here six steps ahead.

Now, as expected, her disguised identity has played a great role at this time.

Twenty-one S-class war groups, although the combat power is not bad, and the vigilance is high enough, but the scope of the slum is really too large, and there are not a few ordinary people who do not feel that the storm is coming in the middle area.

There are many elderly people in the slums, and those who play chess in the sun against the base of the wall form a small circle.

And Sister Ying seems to be very familiar with these old people, along the way, Aunt Li and Uncle Zhao keep greeting people, like the old neighbors here, no one can see such Sister Ying, in fact, the time to enter here is less than ten days.

Even the editor-in-chief of Zhan was a little surprised, how could Sister Ying and these people who were almost forgotten by society get together so quickly.

"Auntie, where is your little grandson? I heard that the recent primary school is not very good, the school has been withdrawn, but they can find a new school? Sister Ying walked up to a lady with a face full of vicissitudes and asked with a simple smile.

Xu is the eldest lady was asked where it hurts, and then Sister Ying's words are a lot of complaints.

The elderly usually talk a lot, especially the elderly like the eldest mother who has traveled thousands of miles from other places to bring their grandchildren, if they can find someone who can listen appropriately, they can continue to complain for a day and a night without sleepiness.

Sister Ying listened very calmly, nodded her head from time to time, and sighed synchronously with the eldest lady from time to time.

Editor-in-Chief Zhan didn't know what medicine Sister Ying was selling in her gourd, but he knew that Sister Ying had to do it for a reason, so he didn't urge, just lowered his hand and listened quietly on the side.

"Oh, look at me, as soon as I speak, I can't stop it. Yingzi, this is your relative? The eldest lady's attention finally turned to the editor-in-chief.

Sister Ying smiled and nodded in response: "Well, it's a relative from my hometown." I went to college, but I couldn't find a job, so my family asked me to come to see if there was anything suitable to do. ”

"Oh, I'm still a college student." The eldest lady was a little surprised.

Immediately, the eldest lady warmly invited Sister Ying and the editor-in-chief of the war to her house as guests.

Since it is a slum, there will naturally be no luxury, but the eldest lady is enthusiastic and serves the platter of entertaining guests, and there are many tricks.

It was only at this time that the editor-in-chief of Zhan understood Sister Ying's purpose.

The eldest lady's home is not far from the middle of the slum. Looking through the window of the eldest lady's house, but you don't happen to see the round-up in the middle of the slum?

Seeing that the editor-in-chief of Zhan was leaning against the window with the camera and kept pressing the shutter outside, the eldest lady kindly reminded: "Girl, we are not peaceful here." Usually, there are young people who drink and fight when they have nothing to do. It's good to get used to it. Those people outside may be disobedient to whom, and those who recruit friends will fight. It doesn't matter if you shoot it, don't dare to show them it. ”

"Okay. Thank you, auntie, I'll be careful. It was the first time I saw such a scene, and I was a little surprised and curious. The war chief replied with a smirk.

Sister Ying quietly gave the editor-in-chief of Zhan a thumbs up and praised the editor-in-chief of Xia Zhan for his in-depth entry into the play.

"I'm just a reminder. Anyway, our neighbors know that as long as they don't provoke them, these young people won't care about us old men and old ladies. ”

The eldest lady naturally did not know the intention of the editor-in-chief of the war, and the editor-in-chief of the war had no flaws in the play, so that the eldest lady had a good time teaching how to survive in an environment like the slums.

While listening to the teachings of the eldest mother, the editor-in-chief of Zhan pointed the lens of the camera outward, and kept pressing his fingers.

In the middle of the slum, the idlers did not need to clear the site, and they had long since disappeared. And outside of this position, people still do what they should do, and no one takes the battle that is about to start in the middle seriously.

Street fights are commonplace in the slums, and everyone has long been familiar with them. Let them fight well, hurt people, and the matter will pass.

Most of the people in the slums are just passers-by to the city, they don't belong to the city, and the city doesn't belong to them.

The same is true of the gangsters who often fight and make trouble, either returning home with a disability or running away because of a case.

Without a place to belong, it is destined to be a place that is not peaceful, and it is also destined to become a stubborn disease of the city.

Seeing that the editor-in-chief of the war was not less interested, the eldest lady did not persuade too much, but turned her head and continued to chat with Sister Ying.

Sister Ying is indeed a legendary person, and she knows how to completely pull the attention of the eldest lady. She suggested that there was an acquaintance from a fellow villager, who was in the city's education department, and if he walked, he might solve the problem of the eldest aunt's grandson going to school.

So, the eldest lady no longer cared about the editor-in-chief of Zhan who was lying by the window, but discussed with Sister Ying how to go about this way.

Losing the attention of the eldest mother, the editor-in-chief of the war was more open and focused on the battle that had already started outside the window.

The S-class battle group of ten people has the same overall establishment as the teams that An Tianwei fought against. Each team is equipped with a dedicated tracking officer, and the main attackers make up the vast majority.

Xu is the enemy of the slum here, and the people of the twenty-one war regiments basically did not see the short guns. Instead, in the way of the era of cold trouble, he had a fierce fight with the three squad leaders.

The triangular position of the three squad leaders is the most ideal formation that integrates offense and defense at the moment. The all-round defense and attack without dead ends made it impossible for the twenty-one battle groups to make immediate contributions.

The attack of the twenty-one groups was in a wave, and each wave of three groups of people attacked the three squad leaders at the same time, and the second wave, the third wave, until the seventh wave, were carried out in turn.

The attack of the war group was not particularly sharp for the three squad leaders, but it was long. Wave after wave of attack frequency, as if it would never change, came as expected.

This wheel battle method can very effectively and quickly consume the physical energy of the three squad leaders, while the consumption of the twenty-person battle group is very small.

The first group of attacks is pressed up, and when it hits the most critical point, it will suddenly retreat, and after biting the seventh group, it will recuperate; The second group immediately followed, and the three squad leaders would not be allowed any rest in the middle.

Three!

After only three rounds of such attacks, the faces of the three squad leaders were sweaty, and their breath became heavy.

Looking at the twenty-one people in the battle group, they were still relaxed and did not show fatigue.

"That's not going to work." The editor-in-chief of the war, who watched the battle by the window and took the whole process into the camera, whispered to himself with a solemn face.

The three squad leaders, she had heard about them for a long time, and she also knew that the relationship between these three people and An Tianwei was extraordinary. It is precisely because of this that she is so eager to use the legendary figure Sister Ying.

She came to the slum not only to watch the battle, but more importantly, to rescue the three squad leaders.

An Tianwei's life and death are unknown, and even Mu Siyu has disappeared together. Maybe others pay more attention to An Tianwei, but here as the editor-in-chief of Zhan, Mu Siyu is no lighter than An Tianwei.

She finally heard about the three squad leaders through various channels, and before she had time to deploy the next action, she heard that the three squad leaders had run away.

If it weren't for Sister Ying's precautionary move, she wouldn't have any way to change the situation in front of her at this time.

Now... She didn't come unprepared.

took out a data cable, then took out the mobile phone, connected the mobile phone and the camera to each other, the editor-in-chief was very familiar with the operation, and after a while, the photos taken on the scene were directly transmitted through the mobile phone.

Seeing that the last photo on the mobile phone screen had also been transmitted, the war editor didn't even pull out the data cable, but quickly dialed a shortcut key.

It didn't take long for a male voice to come from the other end of the phone.

"Editor-in-Chief Zhan, where did you offend a great force? Want to come to me for refuge? There was a slight teasing in the other party's tone.

"Uncle Ling, it's not me this time!"

"Not you? Who's that? Our Zhan Da editor-in-chief called me, and there would be no second thing except to stab Lou Zi. ”

"It's not me. Uncle Ling, the photo has been transferred to your computer, you can see if there is anyone you are familiar with. ”

There was a shout on the other end of the phone, and Uncle Ling commanded a few words in a strong tone. After being silent for less than three minutes, Uncle Ling on the other side of the phone asked in a rare solemn tone, "Zhan Ying, when did you take these photos?" ”

"Just now, now they're still having a good time."

"Location!"

"Uncle Ling, you don't mean you want to intervene?" The tone of the editor-in-chief is too strong and too strong.

"I can ignore other people, but these three boys, I have to take care of them!"

The war chief let out a long sigh of relief.

She just calculated that this Uncle Ling would not ignore it, so she would make this call. But Uncle Ling is not from this large military region, he belongs to another large military region.

"It's in the slums of our city, close to the military district. This place is quite famous, you should know it. The battlefield is now in the middle of this ghetto. The war editor squeezed his pink fist to show victory, but when he replied, he deliberately made his tone urgent.

"Good! Just stay there, don't come close! Hopefully these three boys will hold out until my men arrive. Meng Haoliang doesn't want to discipline, then I'll come! ”

Uncle Ling hung up the phone very decisively.

The battle editor-in-chief showed a slight smile on his face, and immediately retracted. Her eyes were full of sorrow when she looked out the window.

The battle outside the window was heating up, the squad leader was already sweating through his clothes, and the sound of panting seemed to be heard clearly from so far away.

"Hold on! The three of you! The war editor's fists clenched tightly, secretly puffing up.

PS: Finally caught up. I'm going to go, tired P. Happy New Year to everyone. There will be red envelopes from time to time in the future. Thank you all for your support.