Chapter 170: Change
Ai City is no longer the small third-level city it used to be, but has become one of the most famous territories among the survivors. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The master who sits here is the one who is among the many kings, and he is also among the top and dares to compete with Ling Yao, the most powerful purple king in the eastern region today, the King of Steel, Bai Jinghong.
Bai Jinghong, the owner of the tempering ability, can make any part of his body as hard as steel, and his powerful defense and invincible attack power have shocked countless survivors in the battle to recapture the city.
A year ago, since Ling Yao released the information, Bai Jinghong was one of the first kings to rise strongly, leading a group of survivors of Ai City to clear the corpses of Ai City with a thunderous force, and in the following time, he frantically expanded his power, actively participated in the recapture of cities in various regions, and made a great reputation.
Now Bai Jinghong's forces, led by Ai City, have ten cities occupied by his forces, and they are the top forces in the eastern region second only to Purple King Ling Yao.
At this time, in the area of Bai Jinghong's base camp, two young survivors were chatting and walking on the road, each holding a stack of documents in their hands.
"I heard that the king has gone to the Purple King's territory again to look for trouble." One of the survivors wearing a hat said with emotion: "I don't know why Wang He is so wrong with the Purple King, obviously the Purple King is now the most popular king, and the power is also the largest in our area, isn't it more conducive to our development to befriend them." ā
Another short-haired survivor who looked a little old glanced at the survivor, "New here, huh?" ā
The capped survivor was stunned for a moment, and then nodded puzzled: "Yes, my original forces suffered heavy losses in the battle to recapture Cloud City, and it was the King of Steel who took in the rest of us, and I also came to Ai City in the past two days." ā
The short-haired survivor had such an expression on his face, and kindly reminded: "It's no wonder you don't know, this matter is probably only known to us local survivors in Ai City." Do you still remember the Bai Xiao who was convicted by the Purple King a year ago, that is our king's son? ā
"What!!" The capped survivor's eyes widened and he cried out, "That sinner is the king's!" ā
The hated survivor was so shocked that his voice did not subtract at all, and all the survivors near the road heard his cry and looked at him.
"You're going to die! It's so loud! The short-haired survivor suddenly said that something was wrong, quickly clipped the document in his hand under his armpit, and then covered the mouth of the capped survivor and dragged him aside and scolded in a low voice: "The adults of the family heard it, just wait to get out!" It's still good, if they hear it..."
Before the short-haired survivor could finish speaking, he heard a 'bang' of gunshots, and an extra bullet hole the size of a thumb appeared in the ground in front of the capped survivor's feet.
Hearing the gunshot, the short-haired survivor's face turned pale, and he looked at the head of the capped survivor in a cold sweat.
The capped survivors were also stunned by the shot, trembling and not daring to move half a step. I saw that there was also an extra bullet hole in his hat, and the bullet hole narrowly grazed his head, as long as he got closer, the shot just now could kill him.
The short-haired survivor breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then pressed the head of the capped survivor and bowed deeply respectfully in the direction where the bullet came: "Thank you Miss Yanran for your mercy!" This kid is new and doesn't know the rules, I'll teach him a hard lesson! ā
The survivors around looked at the two who bowed and apologized sympathetically, and then invariably chose to stay away from the two, as if they were afraid of getting into some trouble.
And the short-haired survivor bowed to the head of his companion next to him after apologizing, not even daring to take a breath, and constantly prayed in his heart for the blessing of all the gods he knew.
The hated survivor also realized that he seemed to have done something terrible wrong, and was honestly pressed by the short-haired survivor, and cold sweat slipped down his face towards the ground.
"Don't take it as an example." After a while, a female voice as cold as ice came from the roof of a two-story building not far away: "The thing is put down and disappears from my eyes." ā
"Yes, yes, yes! Let's go! When the short-haired survivor heard this, he suddenly felt like he had been pardoned, and he leaned next to the capped survivor and whispered: "Hurry up, put the things down and let's go!" Count your kid lucky this time, hurry up. ā
The two hurriedly put the documents they were holding on the stone bench beside them, and then the short-haired survivor pulled his companion and bowed respectfully, and then ran away as if fleeing for his life.
The two of them ran for a long distance with all their might, and the short-haired survivor looked back in the direction he had been in before to make sure that he would not be seen, and then stopped, leaning against the wall and gasping for air.
The hated survivor, who had been confused from beginning to end, also stopped when he saw this, gasping for breath and stopping to the side with a wry smile: "This big brother, what the hell is going on." Who the hell was that woman just now? ā
"You remember, the word sinner should never be used by others to describe Bai Xiao, especially in front of the person who lived in the house just now, you must not say that, this is the default rule here." The short-haired survivor first raised his head and glared at him, and after a pause, he said to him with extreme seriousness: "Have you ever seen a school-level corpse, that person just now, one shot can collapse a school-level corpse." ā
...
Soon after the two survivors left, a sensitive figure jumped down from the building, and with the help of the walls and trees, a few dodges were already in front of the stone bench with the materials, it was Liu Yanran.
He has long brown hair tied back in a ponytail and is wearing a light-colored sportswear that is easy to move, which looks very simple and refreshing.
With a cold face, Liu Yanran bent down to pick up the documents, ignored the strange gazes of the survivors around her, and turned around and walked towards the two-story building on the side.
The building seemed a little deserted, and there was not even a sound in the big building. Liu Yanran went straight to the innermost room on the first floor with the documents, looked at the doorknob, and saw that there was no 'Do Not Disturb' sign, so she opened the door and walked in without knocking.
"I've got what you want here." Standing at the door, Liu Yanran frowned and looked around the extremely messy room, and casually found a table with a little less things and put the documents on it: "Sister Jing, how long have you not let people into your room to clean?" ā
"It didn't take long, just over half a month. Recently, I made some new discoveries, and the experiment just ended... Oops! From the depths of the room, Ouyang Jing's voice came as if nothing had happened, and then there was a jingling bell, and then Ouyang Jing rubbed her ass and walked out of it.
Ouyang Jing was still dressed in the same pair of black-framed glasses and a white coat, but the white coat with an open neckline was almost vacuum, and there were waves on his chest as Ouyang Jing walked.
"I said Yanran, did you just go to scare those little guys again." Ouyang Jing easily avoided the obstacles of all kinds of instruments and sundries that filled the room and came to the entrance, picked up the documents and said casually while flipping through them: "It's not good to scare them all the time, no one will want to send us anything in the future." ā
"I'm measured." Liu Yanran frowned, swept her eyes left and right, and then took out a few crumpled clothes from under a pile of books on the side and handed them to Ouyang Jing: "You put on your clothes first and then talk to me." ā