In fact, those "self-exploding ghosts" who seem to have half a foot in the coffin should not be too old.

When he was in the lower area alone, Gu Lei had already seen a lot of white bones.

Among them, there are mutilated, there are intact, there are dogs, cats or lost pet dinosaurs, and of course, there are also humans, and the most.

He was confident that he would not be mistaken.

Back on Iron Guard 1, he knew what young bones should look like.

In addition, at least in the bottom zone, it is estimated that few people will survive the age of thirty.

After confirming, Gu Lei raised his head and continued to hurry with a calm expression.

For him, what he sees in the bottom area is of course more cruel than in the lower area, but if the lower area is excessive, the second is expected, and the third is predetermined, his heart is no longer so easily shaken.

As for what is his established strategy? That's it:

Actively improve the strength of the self, that is, the value. And, with self-worth as the capital, cooperate with as many people as possible, and most importantly, cooperate with them, and continue to improve their own strength.

The only thing he is confused about now is what kind of person he wants to work with. Or to put it bluntly, what he is confused about is actually:

Do you want to work with the people above, or with the people below?

As Gu Lei walked, he muttered to himself meaninglessly:

"No matter what happens in the future, no matter who I work with in the future, I have to work hard now!"

It wasn't until Gu Lei came to the side of a potholed main road that the explosion behind him gradually subsided.

He pulled out his communicator and was about to pull up the map when a sudden roar of engines came from far and near.

He and Greedy Wolf followed the reputation vigilantly, and found that it was an armed bus with heavy machine guns on top and pieces of armor and iron bars around it. The body is riddled with bullet holes, knife marks, and some strange marks of melting or corrosion.

More than 30 red boxes immediately appeared in the image from the greedy wolf, framing more than 30 targets, including the driver, machine gunner, passenger, and machine gun, and a large blood-red question emerged:

"A large number of potential hazards have been detected, have they all been cleaned up?"

After a few seconds, Greedy Wolf repeated:

"Is it all cleaned up?"

Gu Lei shook his head slightly.

His confident and sharp sixth sense still hadn't been warned, and there were several elderly and children among the passengers.

In less than half a minute, the strange business vehicle suddenly stopped in front of him.

With a loud bang, the door was suddenly opened open by a large, swarthy and hairy hand, revealing a dark-skinned man stronger than an adult orangutan. His vest was held up like a straitjacket by his iron-black muscles.

"Yo, where is the little brother going? Do you want us to give you a ride? Oh, it's only 30 japy! ”

The black man wore camouflage pants and a green vest, his muscles were more angular than his armor, and his body was as scarred as his car, and his face was no exception.

In his right hand, he not only wore a high-end thunderfire hand armor, but also carried a light machine gun behind his back.

Gu Lei carefully looked at the black face with a sincere smile although it was vicious, and then looked at the passengers inside, especially the "middle-aged" old men and malnourished children with withered faces, carefully searched for any traces of coercion, and finally shook his head with a smile.

Even if he didn't find any hidden murderous intent or greed in the black, the ticket price of 30 jabi alone made him feel very vigilant.

And the black man didn't say much, smiled and waved:

"Haha, okay, be careful on the road!"

With that, he simply closed the door.

The black man also noticed the disdain in Gu Lei's eyes, and felt a wisp of genuine and condensed sharp killing intent.

Immediately, the sand on the ground couldn't stop shaking slightly, and the business vehicle started slowly with a "whin".

The black man was holding the steering wheel with one hand and the other on the window, quietly peering at the greedy wolf through the cracked and missing corner mirror.

The beautiful body that shone with a gray metallic luster, especially the beautiful claws of dark gold, finally made his eyes appear with irrepressible greed and ferocity.

Although the greedy wolf's three cold electronic eyes never left him for a moment, and it could even be said that they were staring at him through the rearview mirror, continuing to send out deterrent signals, but I don't know if he was really afraid, or out of a kind of unconvincing unwillingness to bow to any machine, the malice in his heart just refused to lower the slightest.

However, when he moved his gaze up, saw Gu Lei's side face that didn't seem to notice him, saw Gu Lei's eyes that seemed to be open and closed, and saw the faint blood light inside, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and all his evil thoughts disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The terrifying blood light reminded him of what he had just detected, or rather, a small wisp of strange murderous aura deliberately released by the other party.

The black man withdrew his gaze and looked back at the white machine gunner, who was looking at him excitedly and eagerly, and shook his head resolutely with an iron face and non-negotiable.

The white-skinned man stared at him fiercely, looking angry and anxious, and he opened his mouth and scolded silently:

Are you stupid?

The lingering dark gold temptation appeared in the black man's heart again, and he shook for a moment, but he still glared back fiercely, and shouted silently:

I said no, that's no!

The car drove slower and slower, and the two looked at each other viciously as if they were going to separate life and death.

In fact, for the black people who have been rolling in hell in this hell all year round, murderous spirit is a very common thing, and it is not worth being so careful and vigilant.

The black man was already familiar with murderous aura, not only could he send and receive it freely, but he could also distinguish all kinds of flavors from the various murderous auras of others.

Among them, there is the murderous spirit of forgetting righteousness, the instinctive murderous aura generated for one's own life, the ridiculous murderous aura generated to protect the children and brothers, and the simple and primitive murderous spirit...... The list is endless.

For him, the most important thing in the information revealed by the murderous aura is neither the taste of the murderous aura nor the size of the murderous aura, but the intensity of the murderous aura, which is the key sign that can best represent a person's strength.

Murderous this thing, even if it is a person who has never been killed by a chicken, if it comes to life and death, it may be forced out of a few points.

However, if you want to have a truly condensed murderous aura, you have to walk back and forth between life and death a few times, and pat the Grim Reaper on the shoulder by the way.

And what frightened him was that Gu Lei's murderous aura was actually the most condensed group of people he had ever seen, three points more terrifying than those demons and monsters who had asked for half his life.

That murderous aura gave him the feeling that the young man might have seen the tragic deaths of thousands of people, and survived the sea of blood, and he didn't mind that he would also incarnate as Shura, to fight against the god of death again in order to carry out his thoughts, and even kill many, many people.

The young man's will made him feel as cold and hard as the Eternal Glacier!

The white man snorted coldly, spat disdainfully, but said nothing, while the black man cursed the "little monster" with hatred in his heart, and continued to concentrate on driving.

As for their cars, they always drive faster and faster.

However, when he had gone farther, the black man suddenly stopped the car again impatiently.

Just as the carload of people was in shock, the black man got up with a smile, approached a thin man with a tattered briefcase and broken glasses, and said affectionately:

"Yo, big brother, yes, you're still so energetic!"

The man in glasses seemed to be aware of this, and without saying a word, he lowered his head and hugged the briefcase nervously.

And looking at the man's pale and tattered but clean and neat suit, looking at his sluggish but resolute face, feeling his last trace of unquenched stubbornness and persistence, the black man smiled more and more brightly.

He laughed heartily and twistedly:

"But, in the next life, you must stop being greedy!"

The icy temperature in the car plummeted to freezing in an instant.

In the eyes of the carload of people who were becoming more and more frightened and desperate, the black and white people were laughing more and more brightly, more and more distorted, like demons.

In the distance, looking at the armored bus that was constantly shaking and even showing bullet holes, constantly emitting fire, thunder, and blood, a second-class dog raised its head to the sky and let out a desolate scream.

In the distance on the other side, listening to the looming shrill gunshots and screams, Gu Lei frowned slightly, and then shook his head slightly:

There is no possibility of cooperation with such a person!

In fact, cooperation is not only ranked behind selfishness in the "Code of Life" of genes, but it has always been limited.

Moreover, in the social pyramid, the lower the position of the person, the lower the value of cooperation.

Gu Lei turned the nuclear furnace that was usually carried vertically on the back of the greedy wolf like a diving oxygen cylinder, and climbed behind the nuclear furnace.

"Let's go!"

He grabbed the handle on the top of the nuclear furnace with both hands, and rode away at high speed on the greedy wolf, heading to the established area.