Li Mu was originally going to teach Liao Qichang a little lesson, in order to avenge the ashen face of being bombed in Feng Leshan Manor. But he thought about it and changed his mind.

When he came to Xinlinfen, he had to find a profession as a cover. It is very suspicious that vagrants have a lot of property. In particular, he has to do some big things in the city, and he needs an identity that reasonably owns a lot of weapons.

The gun shop owner is a good cover for himself, who can reasonably own a large number of weapons, and even if he has more than conventional heavy weapons, he will not be paid too much attention.

He doesn't know how to make guns, but Liao Qichang's craftsmanship is very exquisite, enough to gain a firm foothold in Xinlinfen and prop up a façade. The 177M in his hand is the best proof of this.

"Tomorrow at 12 o'clock, wait for me at the Spring Garden Restaurant at No. 56 Nanmen Street, if you don't come, you know our means."

Li Mu lowered his voice and said in Liao Qichang's ear.

"Master Jun spares his life, I'm a little common man, and I don't have a few taels of oil after squeezing it dry, so you can treat me as a fart."

As soon as Liao Qichang heard that he was going to meet or something, his face turned pale.

"Since you know that I am a military master, do you still want to stay out of it?"

Li Mu let the depressed Liao Qichang pull the box out of the station, he knew that this was an extremely timid person, with his guts, he would not dare not go tomorrow.

Freight stations are extremely chaotic places. In a slightly shady place, you can see a scrawny addict, with a needle stuck in his wrist, his eyes red, and his whole body trembling.

It's full of pickpockets, traffickers and pimps

Several middle-aged women and thin men were pestering Li Mei and them, tirelessly promoting their hotel.

Li Mu walked up, picked up a thin man who was around Li Mei and the others, and threw him on the ground on the side. He cursed and wanted to stand up and entangle, but the muzzle of the black hole of the pistol was already pointed at his head.

When they saw the bright gun, these people knew that they were not easy to mess with, and they left with a disgraced face.

Many of these people are traffickers in disguise, and if they follow them, they will be sold into the underground market. Men are sold to plantations, while women are sold to red-light districts.

Their eyes were very poisonous, and when they saw Li Meipeng's extraordinary appearance under his dirty face, they stared at it like flies. The tough attitude made the ghosts cringe a lot, and no one dared to come up and solicit customers all the way out of the station.

Walking out of the station, a salty and wet sea breeze blew, which made the air much fresher. The terrain of the station is a bit high, and you can see the sea in the distance, with blue waves and sails.

It was still early, and the lighthouse in the harbor was still lit, illuminating the morning mist on the sea. A railroad track connects the port to the station, and tall meanders pull heavy wagons to the port with the jingle of bells.

It was the first time for Li Xuan to see the sea, his face was full of excitement, and he pulled Li Mu to see the sea.

"Wait, we've got to change our clothes first, right? My brother will take you to buy new clothes first. ”

Li Mu had no choice but to be entangled by his sister, so he spread his hands and said to her helplessly.

Telephone poles outside the station are plastered with small advertisements for hotels. But he won't go to those hotels, not only are they dirty and messy, but they are also infested with warblers, and safety is also very problematic.

If it is a high-end hotel, their current sloppy and shabby attire is a problem to even enter the door.

Outside the station, there are quite a few three-wheeled rickshaws parked. An electric bus drove over, and Li Mu hurriedly pulled the ignorant three daughters, carried large bags of luggage, and got on the bus.

The electric buses started quietly and drove along Pingyang Street before arriving in the bustling Dongcheng district of New Linfen.

Here and the colony are literally two worlds. Tall and magnificent buildings set off the extraordinarily small human beings, and in bright windows, plastic models wear popular fashion in the middle state. Outside the high-end restaurant, there are exquisite tables and chairs, and well-dressed gentlemen and ladies are leisurely enjoying breakfast.

This is the place where most of the wealth of the entire colony is gathered, and time seems to go back to before the war.

An arrival prompt sounded in the bus, and Li Mu pulled a few people out of the bus.

Li Mei, as an ordinary country girl, has never seen such a prosperous city. She lowered her head, and her whole person shrank behind Li Mu, feeling that almost everyone around her was looking at her with strange eyes.

"Be confident."

Li Mu held her soft hand, and because of nervousness, her palms broke out in a lot of cold sweat.

"Hmm"

Li Mei felt the warmth of Li Mu's palm, and her cheeks turned red.

Li Mu pulled Li Xuan, who wanted to run around, with one hand, and Li Mei, who was grinding with the other, and walked into a department store. By the time they came out, they had already changed.

He ditched his shabby cotton jacket and replaced it with a tough buckskin jacket and a pair of tactical combat pants blended with alloy silk. He was not picky about his clothes, but the original caftan had already broken a few big holes because of the crawling, like a beggar's outfit, and had to be changed.

Li Xuan is wearing a beige dress, cute and playful. Li Mei next to her is a woolen coat that fits perfectly. The black coat sets off her slender figure to the fullest. Even Yang Xiaoye changed into a white dress.

It's only now that they've blended into the city and no longer seem so obtrusive.

"Where do we go next?"

Li Mei is still worried about the money for clothes, among all of them, her clothes are the most expensive, if she was sold before, it would not be enough for the money of this dress.

"Let's find a hotel to live in first, and the place to settle down is not something that can be settled in a while."

Li Mu held his chin with one hand, and after a long time, his memory of Xinlinfen was already a little blurred.

On the street, three luxurious Phase One sedans drove slowly over. The roar of the engines showed that they were powered by gasoline instead of batteries. In the current shortage of oil and gas, gasoline vehicles have become a symbol of status and power. The colonies did not produce oil, and all the gasoline had to be shipped from the Middle State.

Li Mu's brows furrowed, and he recognized that this was the Du family's car. Du Zirui was one of the most powerful men in New Linfen, holding the largest Huixin Bank in the colony. He was also the most radical of all industrialists and was the most supportive of Ouroboros.

Huixin Bank has even undertaken the business of helping Ouroboros launder money.

"Let's go back to the department store."

Li Mu said in a low voice, he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. The rickshaw drivers gathered across the street were too strong for a malnourished driver to grow such strong muscles.

They were staring at the three Phase One cars, taking something out of the rickshaws.

Li Mu secretly shouted in his heart that they might have accidentally bumped into an assassination against the Du family. As a person who has just come to Xinlinfen, and is at the scene of the assassination, he will definitely be taken by the sheriff for questioning. Leaving a file in the scarred security bureau infiltrated by the Ouroboros is too easy to expose.

Moreover, they carried a large bag of gold coins, the origin of which is difficult to explain.

They were only halfway through the street when a shrill scream was heard across the corner, and a woman spotted the bazooka in the rickshaw driver's hand and screamed.

"Get down!"

Li Mu threw Li Xuan under him and blocked her with his body. Li Mei and Yang Xiaoye's reaction was also dissatisfied, and they followed him and lay on the ground.

Seeing that he had been exposed, the rickshaw driver simply did not stop and launched an attack in advance.

The driver at the head fell half-kneeling on the ground, put the bazooka on his shoulder, and aimed at the first sedan.

"Boom!"

A high-explosive bomb hit the first sedan with white smoke in tow, and more than two kilograms of warhead exploded into the sky directly on the roof. Four-shot shrapnel shaved off the head of a passerby.

The crowd began to scream and run in panic, and the scene was chaotic.

ps: Thank you to the book friend Raven Thirteen, the flower is a pancake, look at me*, the headache of the reward of the big star.