"Why?" The middle-aged man's eyes were split, and he glared viciously at the tall overseer with a gun in his hand in front of him.

The overseer seemed to have heard some big joke, sneered disdainfully, and looked the middle-aged man up and down like a clown: "Why do you ask me?" ”

"That's it!"

The overseer suddenly turned his face, turned the spear in his hand, and smashed the butt of the rifle viciously on the stomach of the one-armed middle-aged man. The middle-aged man didn't expect this, so he was so painful that he immediately squatted on the ground holding his stomach.

Before his painful journey was over, the overseer kicked the middle-aged man in the face, knocking him to the ground completely, and then rushed up and beat him severely.

Not only that, but there were other overseers nearby, and after seeing the situation here, they all surrounded them as if watching a play, and a few people joined in to beat the middle-aged man without asking the reason.

The middle-aged man has only one arm, and there is no chance to resist at all, so he can only be beaten; But he didn't beg for mercy the whole time, even if his face was full of pain, he didn't snort, gritted his teeth and suffered silently.

But the overseers are getting more and more excited, and for them, the pain of middle-aged people is just a game. The old miners who were eating lunch on the side watched and avoided from afar, for fear of harming themselves.

One of them sighed: "Alas, this young man doesn't know the rules here, and he is still too arrogant. If he could be as clever as the kid named Tran before, a little more clever, a little more dog-legged, and a little more nice, maybe he would be able to bring back both cans. It's a pity that we old bones, people don't look down on us to run errands. ”

The middle-aged man was quickly beaten and his nose and face were swollen. Rayson watched from a short distance and didn't stop him. He had come to inquire about Ashley's father, and he should not be too high-profile, just like those old miners, an indifferent spectator.

He could also see that the overseers should often take away the miners' cans, which may be the reason why few people wanted to work here. And this middle-aged man should be here for the first time, which is why he reacted so violently.

In that case, he must have never met Ashley's father, and he probably couldn't get the news he wanted. It seems that we still have to start with the old miners, who look more like people who often come to work in the mines.

At this time, the overseer who was the first to do it just now saw that Rayson did not run away, and walked over with a provocative smile: "What? Want to help him get ahead? ”

Rayson reminded himself of the purpose of his trip, and he couldn't be impulsive and startled, so he lowered his head in silence.

The overseer was amused, and wanted to say a few more words, but as he took a breath, he couldn't help but smell the stench of the nomad's ragged clothes on Rayson.

", what a smell, it's disgusting." The overseer covered his nose and walked away, too lazy to trouble Rayson again.

Only then did Rayson raise his head, and his face unconsciously became gloomy as he watched the middle-aged man still be silent and being beaten by the other overseers.

The overseers dispersed when they were tired, and Rayson went over to help the middle-aged man up.

"Dude, are you alright?"

The middle-aged man didn't pay much attention to Rayson, only shook his head silently, he was already covered with bruises, his already patched clothes were even more tattered, and his bare skin and flesh were also blue and purple, obviously not lightly injured.

At this time, the shouting of young people was heard not far away. "Lunchtime is over! It's time to get started! ”

In the afternoon, although the middle-aged man still swung his pickaxe and struck the stones, his aching body couldn't exert much strength at all, and most of the work was packed by Rayson. The two still didn't communicate at all.

The sun was setting, the sky was completely dark, and the miners stopped what they were doing.

After a while, the overseer who beat the middle-aged man today came first and threw a can to the miners, and Rayson naturally had one.

When he was middle-aged, the overseer threw the can directly on the ground in front of him, and said disdainfully: "Don't come in the future, otherwise I will beat you once I see you." ”

The middle-aged man drooped his head, panted, and bent down to pick up the can while still aching in his abdomen. The overseer didn't bother to look at him at all, and turned away.

The pick-up truck also drove over, and the young man shouted in the passenger seat for everyone to get into the car; The middle-aged man tried his best to climb into the back compartment on his own, and after climbing up, he collapsed and lay down again, and he didn't get up for a long time.

The other miners just looked at it coldly, ignoring the miserable middle-aged man. Rayson walked over and helped the middle-aged man up to sit down.

"Dude, are you alright?"

Rayson patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, but with this pat, the middle-aged man directly 'wow' and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The miners next to them were all startled and shrank back unconsciously; Rayson was also surprised, but quickly reacted, of course, this was not a slap in the face, the middle-aged man was injured in the beating, if not treated, I am afraid it will be life-threatening.

The truck is speeding into the sand city. Rayson straightened the middle-aged man and told him to sit still.

"How? Can it still hold up? ”

The middle-aged man didn't look at Rayson, but just stared at the can in his hand in frustration: "I...... I have two children...... Now there is only one can...... They...... They can't eat enough today......"

Lei Sen frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "You still use this can, go and change some medicine, you can't last long like this." ”

"No......" The middle-aged man shook his head: "My child...... I've been hungry for a long time......"

Rayson didn't know how to persuade him, so he sighed. A few old miners didn't react in the slightest, and didn't even bother to look this way.

The truck quickly returned to Sand City 3rd Street and slammed to a halt. Everyone turned back into the helpless vagrants of the city, and several old men took their cans and got out of the car. The middle-aged man didn't let Rayson help him and climbed down on his own.

Because of the injuries on his body, the middle-aged man's speed was very slow, and the young man who recruited the job poked his head out of the cockpit and scolded impatiently: "Hurry up!" Waiting for death slowly? ”

Finally, the middle-aged man climbed out of the truck, and almost fell again.

The truck drove away, and the old men had already dispersed. I have to say that this world is not only about human life, but also about exercising people, and the legs and feet of those old men are not slow at all, they are very neat, and they go far away in two clicks. It was the injured middle-aged man who leaned on the gun on the side of the road to catch his breath for a while before stumbling forward.

At this moment, Rayson was holding his can, a little tangled. He had the heart to give canned food to middle-aged people, after all, he was not short of these things, and there were still many supplies in the hotel; But he also needed to use the can to catch up with the old men and try to find out from them the news of Anderley's father. Rayson understands human nature, those old men are cold, selfish, and have no good for them, they won't say anything.

It's definitely too late to go back to the hotel and get something else, those old men are quick to follow, and they will definitely be gone after a while.

After a brief hesitation, Rayson glanced at the staggering, lonely middle-aged man, and finally turned around and walked towards one of the old men.

The old man didn't realize that Rayson was approaching quickly, and he was pulled suddenly.

The old man had to turn around and meet Rayson's indifferent eyes at once.

Rayson's voice did not show the slightest warmth: "I have something I want to ask you ......"

……

Morning. A remote building complex in Sand City, at the entrance to an abandoned open-air skating rink.

At this time, Rayson had put on his clothes and exoskeleton again, and was secretly observing with Anderley not far from the skating rink. The rink was full of young men and women dressed in strange costumes, the walls were covered with strange graffiti, many people were playing skateboards and roller skates in the rink, and others were chatting in groups of threes and twos, looking no different from the young people of the old century.

The only difference is that many of them have guns in their hands and waists, and there are various ice hockey sticks and bats in a corner to pass the time.

Earlier, the old man who Rayson grabbed did know a little about Anderley's father, but the process of his explanation was not so smooth. Originally, Rayson also wanted to scare and scare him, let him say it directly, and save a can for himself. But he only said that he had indeed seen a man in handcuffs and shackles appear in the mine, and then, looking at him left and right, he was stunned to get to the point.

Those who can live to that age in this world are human spirits, and the old man also saw that Rayson wanted to know about this, and he would definitely not really do it to himself, so he pretended to be stupid.

It wasn't until Rayson gave him his can that the old man was honest, and there were still two young men staring at the handcuffed and shackled man. The old man had heard the two young men chatting about coming back in the evening.

So, Rayson hurried back to the hotel, changed his clothes, took his weapon, and rushed over with Anderley. Of course, the eye-catching long knife was still in the hotel room.

After looking at it for a while, Rayson took out the monocle of the exoskeleton and put it on: "AI, activate the thermal induction field of view." ”

The monocle switched modes instantly, and the figures one by one turned into bright red.

Rayson's eyes were fixed on the small two-story building inside the rink. On the second floor of the small building, there are only two people, judging from the two entangled red figures, it should be a man and a woman.

The floor below, after entering through the main door, seems to be a hall, and there are about a dozen people there. Rayson took a closer look, and found a suspicious person on the first floor of the small building, in the most marginal corner.

The man sat in the corner, twitching twice from time to time; In the heat-sensing field of vision, only the red on his body is the brightest, which is a sign of an increase in the temperature of the body surface, and it also means that he is enduring the cold.

In this place where a group of young people are wandering, there is one person who is freezing. Rayson had a vague feeling that that might be the person they were looking for.

"How? Uncle? Have you found my father? Ashley on the side was already waiting a little anxiously.

Rayson put away his monocle: "I think I found it." ”

"Then let's go and save him!"

Rayson didn't rush into action, but sighed.

"You...... You ready? ”

Ashley was a little confused: "Ready?" What else to prepare? ”

Rayson looked at the men and women in the rink and said in a deep voice, "Get ready, kill everyone there!" ”