Just as Chen Xing and Ye Yang Qingyan were ambiguous in the tent, on the ground in Area F of the No. 65 Underground Survival Center, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the workers in shabby clothes were sweating, waving shovels, pulling bucket trucks, and digging and transporting mud.

They all have different looks, but they are all negative, either resentful, or helpless, or tired. While working, complaining.

"The people of the Yang family are really not things!" A young homeless man scolded.

"Wu Hao of the city defenders is even worse, embarrassed." Another young homeless stopped what he was doing and chimed in.

"Shhh An old homeless man raised his finger and said nervously.

"Even the bread is moldy, when we are pigs!" A middle-aged homeless man threw down his shovel and said emotionally.

"Yes, they're feeding the pigs!" Another homeless threw down his shovel and yelled.

"I'm gone!" "Go to ***!" "These brutes!" The emotions of the displaced people became more and more excited, as if a spark had ignited the rice stalks, and they were out of control. They threw down their tools one after another, climbed out of the pits, and walked out of the construction site.

A group of heavily armed soldiers patrolled around the site and immediately surrounded the displaced people when they saw them coming out.

"Stop!" The leading officer shouted.

"Master Jun, we're quitting." "Yes, I don't get paid, so I don't do it." "It's too immoral to give us moldy bread to eat." In the face of the soldiers with loaded guns, the homeless people did not dare to break in, and talked nonsense.

"Go back to work first, if there is something, let your foreman come and talk!" The leading officer frowned and said sharply.

"We don't have a foreman!" "We are free people, not slaves, and we can go if we want!" "Go home!" The homeless people blocked the gate and refused to disperse.

"What's going on!" The two sides were at a stalemate, and suddenly there was a shout in the distance. The voice was fierce, and the scene immediately fell silent.

The homeless people looked at each other, not knowing who was coming. Immediately afterward, the soldiers parted left and right, and a richly dressed young man with a gloomy face came from behind.

Narrow eyebrows, triangular eyes, born with a vicious appearance. Behind him was a lean old man, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were gloomy, which made people feel frightened. Behind the old man was a young officer, wearing long leather boots and the armband of the defenders of Orchid Town, full of energy and high spirits.

These three people are the second young master of the Yang family, Yang Zhiyong, and his servants, as well as Wu Hao, the lieutenant of the defenders of Orchid Town.

I saw Yang Zhiyong approaching, and his sharp gaze swept by. No one dared to look at him, and they all bowed their heads.

"Anyone who wants to go, come out." He said in a deep voice.

The voice was not loud, but it was full of might, and the homeless people did not dare to take a breath, let alone stand up.

Yang Zhiyong squinted his triangular eyes, looked around, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth, "A group of untouchables......" Then his eyes showed a fierce look, and he scolded, "Don't go back to work quickly!" ”

At this time, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his voice trembled, and he argued, "We are free people, not pariahs......

"Look for death!"

Yang Zhiyong shouted violently, his whole body burst into flames, and he punched out.

"Boom!"

A fiery dragon rushed out of his arm, piercing the body of the outcast. The homeless man instantly burned into a fireball, and the fire dragon's residual power did not decrease, and burned the homeless people behind him to half of the body.

The hot wind rushed in his face, and the ashes slowly rose, as if he were in purgatory.

The evil young man killed two people in a row, and the displaced people were terrified, fled back to the construction site, picked up tools and jumped into the dirt pit, and continued to dig the soil, for fear that they would be the next to suffer.

"What a bunch of pariahs!" Looking at the displaced people who fled in all directions, Yang Zhiyong showed contempt on his face and commented, "Cowardly as a mouse, he doesn't even have the courage to resist, and he deserves to be trampled under the feet of others for the rest of his life!" ”

But I didn't know that he didn't have a backache when he stood and talked. The displaced people are defenseless, and resistance can only be killed, without the slightest chance. It's just that he was born in a powerful family, pampered since he was a child, and he has evil servants in front of him and backers in the back, where does he know the suffering of the world. I always think that bullying the weak is a sign of strength, and cruelty is a symbol of power, but in fact, it is unattainable. If he changes places, I'm afraid that he will be so scared that he will pee his pants now.

"So they're rats in the wasteland, dirty, smelly, and cheap." Wu Hao echoed.

The lean old man raised his head and glanced at Wu Hao arrogantly, his gaze was like looking at a bedbug, and then he shook his hand and said to his young master, "Second young master, when you go out, don't do meaningless killing." ”

"Displaced people have no rights, and if they are killed, they will be killed." Yang Zhiyong said nonchalantly.

"You've killed them all, who's going to do the work for us?" The old man asked patiently.

"After killing all of them, look for them, there are so many in the wasteland, just like cockroaches, you can't kill them cleanly no matter how you kill them." Yang Zhiyong said confidently.

Seeing this, the old man turned his back on his hands and said nothing.

At the same time, in the study on the second floor of the Orchid Town Mayor's Mansion, Shad Sinclair was standing by the window, holding the window edge with both hands, looking at the small pond outside.

The water was calm, and a small wooden boat was tethered to the shore, and from time to time a breeze blew, bringing ripples.

"Alas......" the mayor suddenly sighed, looking very melancholy.

"Mayor Town, is there anything wrong with you?" Assistant Xiao Wu asked with concern.

"They're killing my people." The mayor said.

"That's the outcast." Xiao Wu corrected.

"The outcasts are also my people!" The mayor's beard was cocked, a sign that he was about to get angry.

"Your subordinates have also killed." Xiao Wu reminded.

"That's for management, but they're ......," the mayor said angrily, "but for the sake of killing!" ”

"But there is no essential difference between the two." Xiao Wu bowed to the mayor and said, "Lord Mayor, you are just a baron of a fringe town, just do your best, don't be too difficult for yourself." ”

"yes, am I having a hard time for myself?" Mayor Marew frowned, puzzled.

"Yes, you're struggling with yourself." Xiao Wu said.

"Then ......," said Mayor Mare after a moment's silence, "then open the bottle bar." ”

"Uh......" The sudden change of the boss caught Xiao Wu off guard, and the whole person was stunned. It took a while to react and go to the wine cabinet to get the wine.

In the evening, Chen Xing took Ye Yang Qingyan back to the underground water station, and cooked and prepared dinner himself.

Seeing that the two of them were originally tense, they were talking and laughing at the moment, and they were chatting hotly, Ye Yang Bailiu subconsciously touched his forehead, thinking that he had a fever and hallucinated. Under suspicion, she went to the kitchen to question Chen Xing.

Chen Xingzheng was tying an apron and scooping up freshly fried chicken nuggets with a spoon.

"What the hell did you do to my sister?" She asked with a grimace.

"I didn't do anything." Chen Xing replied seriously, and then added, "Your third uncle is outside, what can I do?" ”

Perhaps sensing the ambiguity in his words, Ye Yang Bailiu's face turned red, pushed him, and said, "I didn't mean that, I'm asking you, what did you say to her?" ”

"I told her that we are good friends, not enemies." Chen Xing wiped his hands with a rag and said.

Ye Yang Bailiu looked at him with a look of disbelief, "You must have something to hide from me." ”

"Let's go back and talk about it, I'm busy." Chen Xing knew that he couldn't hide it from her, but he couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so he had to find another time.

"Be honest with me!" Ye Yang Bailiu glared at him, and the warning was in words.

"She's your sister, what else can I do?" Chen Xing spread out his hands and said with a bitter face, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Ye Yang Bailiu observed his face for a while, didn't see anything, threw down a sentence of "That's good", turned around and went out.