When you approach the cement plant, you can see the artificial sentry in the corner.

The sentry was not too high, only a little higher than the fence, and was very rudimentary, supported only by some crude steel pipes, and topped with a broken wooden plank to keep out the rain.

At the sentry, two men were smoking and chatting, each with a rifle in their hands.

According to the daytime reconnaissance, Su Ze knew that there were four such sentry posts in the cement plant, which were located in the four corners of the cement plant.

He hid in the darkness behind the green belt on the side of the road, quietly observing the people on this sentry.

"Where did you catch the two chicks last time? Why haven't you told me about this kind of good thing? ”

"Damn, don't mention it, I thought it was a big luck that time, but those two chicks resisted desperately, biting off a piece of the meat on my shoulder, making me so angry that I beat these two to death."

The two men on the sentry were still talking and laughing, not even noticing that death was quietly approaching them.

Suddenly, there were two soft "plops", and the two fell to the ground weakly.

Each of them had a bullet hole in a black hole, and blood was quietly flowing from it.

At the same time, the other three positions of the cement plant were also shot in the head.

Removing the sentry post is the task of the middle-aged people in wheelchairs, and with their marksmanship level, it is indeed not difficult to do.

After all, the sentry of the Iron Wolf Gang is still very rudimentary, and it is not an airtight fortress.

The Iron Wolf Gang is used to being rampant in Jinhua, and no one has ever tried to challenge them, and such things as being attacked or cold guns seem to be automatically ignored in their hearts.

The Iron Wolf Gang built sentry posts to prevent zombies at most.

Su Ze saw a glowing object in the distance waving at him, which was a signal between them to confirm that all the sentry posts had been removed.

He stepped out of the shadows, revealing a grim face.

Tonight, he wants the Iron Wolf Gang to pay for the blood debt!

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Ssangyong district, cement factory, slave tents.

It was the basketball court and fitness and entertainment area of the former cement factory, which was turned into a slave camp after the Iron Wolves took over.

They built a tent that could hold two or three hundred people and provided it for the slaves who worked there.

Of course, there are no living conditions in it, and everyone sleeps in a bunk bed at most, and the better bed board is cushioned with a cloth, and the one who almost sleeps on the wooden plank.

Quilt? Inexistent.

It was late at night, but there were many people in the slave tents who had not yet rested.

In this tent, there is only a dim yellow incandescent light bulb, hanging from the ceiling.

The area underneath the bulb was artificially vacated, and people stood in a circle in the clearing.

The dim light shines on everyone's face, and the colors of light and darkness are reflected on everyone's face, as if to show the angels and demons that coexist in everyone's heart.

Everyone's expressions were uncertain.

The cloudy light in those eyes, is it pain? Is it numbness? Or is it a deep disgust and burnout?

In the open space in the center of the crowd, a man paced back and forth.

His face was full of flesh, which looked greasy and dirty in the dim light, and his small eyes, surrounded by fat, revealed a fierce gaze.

"Bring me that blind thing!"

He screamed at the top of his voice.

A few people behind the man hurriedly dragged a person out of the crowd.

The man could not resist, and was dragged into the clearing, and was kicked in the crook of the leg, and had to kneel.

The moment he knelt down, the man trembled, and his face hidden under the dirty hair seemed to be struggling, but he seemed to think of something, and finally gave up.

Seeing this, the man with a meaty face showed a satisfied look in his fierce little eyes.

He continued pacing back and forth, his eyes rolling over the faces of the kneeling man and the others around him.

Seeing that no one dared to resist him, he was proud, but he couldn't bear to show it, and the horizontal flesh on his face couldn't help but tremble, and snorted coldly.

"Hmph."

He walked into the kneeling man and grabbed him by the hair with one hand, forcing the man to face him.

"Phew!"

He spat in the man's face.

"Do you know what you did wrong?!"

He suddenly screamed, and a fierce light shone in his small eyes.

"I don't know."

"During the day today, you got in the way of Lao Tzu! When Lao Tzu passed by you, he tripped over you! ”

When he said this, he was so excited that his eyes seemed to pop out, and he grabbed the man's hair to bring his ears closer to himself, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Do you want to die!?"

The younger brothers behind him echoed one after another.

"Something that doesn't open your eyes!"

"You dare to mess with our boss!"

"Boss, kill him!"

The crowd around them just stood and watched as if they were all dead.

The man knew that it was difficult to do well today, and the one in front of him, he himself had entangled a group of people, and he had been doing evil in this slave camp for a long time.

Once someone makes him look unpleasant, he will either be killed or disabled.

It's actually better to be killed, at least there's a pleasure. And once you are disabled, the Iron Wolf Gang will think that you have no use value as a slave, and they will torture you to death with even more inhumane means.

That's a bunch of devils who take pleasure in killing!

Although the man only wants to live longer, he can't stand this kind of wicked person from deliberately looking for trouble.

He was aroused by a wave of anger from the bottom of his heart, and said coldly:

"You're such a bull, why don't you kill the Iron Wolf Gang?"

The man with a meaty face, as soon as he heard the words "Iron Wolf Gang", seemed to be startled, he shrank his body, and quickly looked around, and the fierce momentum disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, the man who was grabbed by his hair sneered.

"Huh."

The man with a meaty face realized that he was being seen by others, and he was furious in his heart, and his right hand was raised high and slapped the man in the face.

If this slap is implemented, at least a few of his teeth will have to be knocked out.

"Stop!"

A young man suddenly burst out of the crowd and grabbed his raised arm with one hand, and he exclaimed angrily.

"You don't dare to take a breath in front of the Iron Wolf Gang, but you are powerful in front of us!"

The man who was grabbed by the hair was both relieved and worried.

It is gratifying that this kid is willing to stand up for himself at this moment, and it is not in vain that he usually takes good care of this young man.

What worries is that this young man should never have gone into this troubled water, the other party is overwhelming, and he is afraid that he is going to affect him.

He himself was nothing, he hated this kind of slave life for a long time, and it was not interesting to continue to live.

It's just that his son is still silent, and he still can't let go of that concern after all, the reason why he takes good care of this young man is also because in this young man, he sees many similarities with his own son.

"Okay!!"

The fleshy man was so angry that he cried out as if he were mad, and then shouted:

"Call me! Fight to the death!! ”

The little minions behind him swarmed up.

The young man was invincible with his fists and four hands, and he was holding on hard with all his will, and from time to time he was knocked to the ground by them.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

"Whoosh"

A palm-sized stone flew out at an extremely fast speed.

In the end, the stone was shot into the eye socket of the meaty-faced man with unmistakable accuracy, and it was fiercely embedded in it.

Suddenly, blood splattered!

"Ahh

The meaty man trembled, and he knelt down in pain, covering his face with both hands.

This bloody scene stunned everyone for a while!

I saw another young man squeeze in from the crowd at some point.

He stood there, and the cold look on his slightly immature face could no longer be maintained, just because he saw someone!

His father!