Chapter Forty-Seven: Entering the Base
Just before the tall man had time to come back to his senses, the bald driver, who was still in the driver's seat, pounced on him.
I don't know when there was a sharp three-edged bayonet in my hand, and with great inertia, I thrust it into the back of the tall man.
The length of the knife was long, piercing the tall man's body and blood, gushing out of the wound and splashing the whole body of the United Arab Emirates.
Rao is the late Tang Dynasty who has lived for two lifetimes, and he has never seen such a turbulent and blood-spattered scene.
But the UAE sat there calmly, and just wiped his bloody face with his hand.
"Hu Da, you are really not particular. It stains my clothes every time, and do you know that the water at the base is very tight right now. The UAE complained to the bald driver.
The tall man's body gradually softened, and he was casually thrown aside by the driver.
"Don't come here, I'll kill him if you come here again!" Seeing that his companion was easily killed within a few seconds, the fat man who was holding the middle-aged man hostage was completely panicked.
"If you want to kill you, you can kill it." The driver wiped the knife in his hand without healing and walked towards another gangster.
His slow pace was like a devil in the eyes of the fat man, and death was approaching him step by step.
"I'm really doing it!" The fat man's body trembled at this time as the middle-aged man he was holding hostage.
After struggling for a few seconds, the fat man slammed the fruit knife in his hand into the middle-aged man's body as if he had made up his mind.
I don't know if it's because the business is not very proficient, the fruit knife did not go deep into the middle-aged man's vital point, but made the middle-aged man's struggle more intense.
The woman sitting on the other side tightly covered her child's eyes, and the bewitching beauty who came with the middle-aged man also shrank back, trying to reduce her sense of existence.
At this time, everyone no longer knows what they are more afraid of, and seeing all this, the driver and conductor who do not change their faces seem to be more unsettling than the gangsters.
The blood splashed in front of him did not stop the driver's pace, he slowly but firmly walked to the side of the fat man who was already trembling, and gave him a pleasure with a knife in his hand.
After the middle-aged man next to him gained a short period of freedom, he quickly covered his wounds and fled away from the gangster's side.
"Black, do you want bandages and medicine? Take the box in your hand for it. The driver pointed to the middle-aged man, still holding the box in his hand.
Obviously, he had been coveting this box for a long time.
"Okay, I'll change it, I'll change it!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were full of reluctance, and he slowly let go of his hand and pushed the box out.
At this time, even if you are a fool, you know that you will not be able to keep this box.
The driver was pleased with the food of the man in front of him, took the box over, took something like gauze from his pocket, and threw it on the ground.
Turned back to the driver's seat, started, and started in one go, as if nothing had happened.
At this time, the UAE put the bag on his body again, counting his "tickets" that did not look like the rest of his life after the catastrophe.
Perhaps the impression left by Tang Mo on the UAE was too good, and the calm reaction just now was too difficult to ignore.
Ah Lian turned his head, smiled harmlessly at Tang Mo, and patiently explained.
"Those who earn our money are used to encountering very similar things every day, and they will not make a fuss about it for a long time."
Tang Mo nodded, in today's world, those who can run buses are indeed not ordinary people.
The current people's hearts are not ancient, moral justice or something, it has long disappeared without a trace, there is no real strength, who dares to earn such money.
"They're not good people, do you smell the stench on them? That's the taste of our kind. People nowadays are crazy to want to live. ”
The UAE's words were not too clear, but Tang Mo understood.
In these days when there is no food or drink, in order to survive, people are willing to eat anything, whether it is dirt, paper, cotton, or ...... Similar.
As long as they have eaten human flesh, they are no longer called human, they are more terrible than foreign beasts.
In order to be able to live for themselves, they dare to do anything, like a devil who has come out of hell.
Tang Mo nodded at the United Arab Emirates, indicating understanding.
The UAE didn't make a move in this battle, but for the bald driver, Tang Mo had a certain assessment in his heart.
The comprehensive attribute value may not be as high as its own, but the strength must be extremely high.
If it was himself, Tang Mo reviewed this battle in his heart.
He wasn't afraid of these two people, but if he really wanted to solve them, it was really not as neat as the bald driver.
The UAE did not participate in the battle, but judging from his calm attitude at the time and the respect that the driver had for him, the UAE was probably even stronger than the bald driver.
It is an iron law that people in this era only respect the strong.
The 10-minute journey was not long, and the bus quickly stopped at the gate of the Huacheng base.
"Get out of the car in a while, you can come with me, I have been staying at this base for a long time, and I will be a guide for you, how about charging you half a pack of biscuits?"
Tang Mo also didn't know or know why the UAE's attitude towards him was very different from that of ordinary people.
At this time, Tang Mo's short hair covered his eyes with a peaked cap, and his face was black, basically without any beauty at all.
"Okay, deal."
She was going to stay in this base for a while, and she was going to find the Alliance Exchange, and it was not a bad thing to get to know more people and have a guide.
The passengers in the car all walked down one after another, the gate of the Huacheng base.
This is the early days of the base, and the major bases accept survivors for free, and a certain amount of meals are provided every day.
In the later stage, Tang Mo knew that in and out of the base, he had to hand over one or two spars.
Daily meals can only be exchanged for doing tasks.
There's no such thing as a free lunch.
The beautiful woman has been separated from the middle-aged man, and the two of them are standing far away.
After all, the middle-aged man who lost the box and was injured was just a burden to him.
"Can there be so many people in the base?" Looking at the flow of people coming and going, Tang Mo couldn't help but have some questions.
The Huacheng base is just a small base, and it is only the area of two communities.
However, a high wall was built outside, and some tower posts were built in the four corners of the high wall, so that you could see the situation in the distance.
The city gate is guarded 24 hours a day, and the guards have guns in their hands, so that the people in the base live very safely.
Now the vegetation grows wantonly, the ecological environment has changed greatly, many buildings in the community have been suddenly grown out of the sky, the top of the giant tree is crumbling, and there is no way to repair it.