No one knows the exact population figures of the Unrighteous City, but this city is bigger than you think. So even on this night, there was a war of power going on in the Third Block at night, and Bar 15 in the Fifth Block was still open.

It's just a change of a group of employees who watch and wipe the car.

Tonight's bar guests arrived much earlier than usual.

Because in the night, the roar of the source energy and the clash of dead iron are not far away, just right, and the excitement they bring seems to surpass all the passionate music, and it can be drunk.

The frequent guests got out of the car and asked casually because they didn't see the few employees who were already familiar. I heard the Director explain that they went to the Wild Regimental Alliance...... "Oh", stopped, and nodded.

This sounds like another story of a low-level young man who finally refused to be ordinary and chose to try to change his fate.

Most of the time the story will end with failure, and the price of failure is life.

"Maybe I should tip them a little more, maybe they'll be reluctant to do the job. ”

There are customers who mumble into the bar and that's it.

The city is dying every day, and every day there are countless people who dream of changing their fate, or really doing that, to seize what they thought was an opportunity......

"But it's not that era anymore. ”

An old guest reminisced about the past experience, those turbulent times in the city, and sighed with drunkenness. It was the most brutal years, and it was also the golden age of the lower classes, and he himself came out of the bottom from that time.

In short, this time there is basically no one who is optimistic.

But there are still a lot of people who are paying attention.

For example, one or two cleaners who were cleaning the long street this night, some people who placed a stake or two on a piece or two of dead iron, and many more people who had no money to bet and were toiling at night for tomorrow morning's food.

According to the historical statistics of casinos, those who always bet on slim high odds are often poor, because only the poor always expect to change something with a small profit, while the rich always have the capital and heart to make stable money.

So the poor always lose again and again. These people are the lower classes of the city, the largest group of people.

Probably many of them are hoping that the Yetuan Alliance can create a miracle. In addition to the factor of betting, even witnessing someone else's miracle can give them a little hope.

Third Block.

At night, the street lights are dim and dazzling, the wind still rolls through the streets, and the garbage that the shopkeepers clean up when they close is blown everywhere.

The people of the city always say that every street in the Injustice City has its story and its imprint, however, the third block is still special, and the historical imprint on its main street is legendary.

"Kill!" the footsteps of the battle array passed through Chen Buxing's knife marks and Shu You's footprints......

That night, those who had fled for their lives in the valley swung their knives at the men standing on the ridges.

The bigwigs said that this first formation cannot be retreated, and once it retreats, it will be a rout. It's not okay to dodge and detour, that will make people feel lucky and lose their courage.

"Boom!"

Ahead, the Storm Blood Warband crashed in!

The Aniro regiment crashed into it......

Dead iron slashes at dead iron, and dead iron slashes into flesh and bones.

"Whew!"

Heavy breathing, Ruby Azaar was running wildly, constantly adjusting his breathing according to the frequency of the source energy surge, doing everything he could to maintain his position in the charging formation.

"Anyway, I just need to stay with Uncle Shiliang. ”

C-level fusion, 17 years old, has never seen the world outside the Injustice City since birth, Ruby Azha is a very ordinary one among the 103 people in He Guangtuan.

His strange name comes from his parents, who came from the East and the West, respectively. When he was a child, his mother called him Rupee, but his father always insisted, calling him a scumbag, saying that it was a tradition in the Far East, and that a cheap name was good for support.

Father and mother died when Ruby Azar was ten years old, on a "harvest day" with two large blue spikes, in the midst of the song on the ridge of the mountain on the way to escape.

Since then, he has been living with an Oriental friend of his parents, who doesn't know his name, and calls him Uncle Food, just like others.

Uncle Shiliang is mixing rice in He Guangtuan, which is his favorite saying. Uncle Mixed Rice and Food Feed grew up with Ruby Azha, and when he grew up, Ruby Azha also joined He Guangtuan.

"Azha follow me!" Azaar followed me!" the voice of Uncle Food's voice came from the sound of the hunting wind.

"Follow!" Rubia replied in a louder voice than Uncle Food, because he was a headwind, and then he looked up at Uncle Food's back, and then at the warband in front of him.

Ah Zum knew that their group was about to be cut in.

When preparing for the war this afternoon, the bosses of the wild regiment said: "Just rush like this, rush to the death, and in the end, the big forces will definitely be the first to instigate." ”

Cowardice means to be afraid...... The Bosses Say:

"Because we have no way out, only life and death. ”

"But they do, and the big forces are fighting for only face and a part of the interests in their hands. ”

"Give up these, they are still a big force. ”

"But if they fight with us, they will lose everything. ”

"So what we have to do is to let them know that if we keep fighting, they will finish with us. That's enough. ”

Ah Zum didn't understand these truths too much, and asked Uncle Shiliang, and Uncle Shiliang said that what the bosses said was right. It is said that there is an old saying in the far east that the barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, and there is an old saying that the horizontal is afraid of being stunned, and the stunned are afraid of dying...... They're horizontal, so let's not die this time.

There seemed to be a lot of old sayings like this in the Far East, and there were many special traditions, that was the home of his father and Uncle Food, and that Rubia had always wanted to visit it, but he knew that he would not be able to leave the unrighteous city until he died.

"Swallow!" Ahead, Regiment Leader He Guang shouted.

In fact, there is no girl called Swallow, this is the battle command code within the wild group, and it is prepared to not be understood by other groups when robbing wild monsters.

In He Guangtuan, it means "left-wing culling".

"Song!" Rubia's back source energy device exploded, and his left foot turned outward, coming out from Uncle Food's back, to his diagonal back.

He was not the only one who was also moving, and the left wing of the entire charging formation stretched out like a bird's wings at this moment, and then swooped forward.

"Boom!"

They cut in.

Ruby Aja didn't even see the enemy on the other side, and the blade slashed down.

"Dang!" a huge resistance came, and he slashed at a knife on a horizontal frame.

"Whew!" turned his wrists, folded his hands together, and slashed horizontally with his knives while pressing forward...... Without any hesitation or thinking, Ruby Azaar acted in formation.

"We're moving forward!" Azha suddenly realized, and then became a little excited.

Because it shows that they are on the offensive.

The resistance is getting smaller, and the enemy is retreating!

Finally, there was a gap to see the situation in front of me...... As always, Ruby Azaar glanced at Uncle Grain in front of him on the right.

He was still the same, holding the knife only with his right hand when everyone was holding the knife in both hands. In his left hand, he held a short knife behind him.

This short knife...... Saved Ruby 7 times.

I remember that two days ago, when I was most nervous and worried, Ruby Azaar asked Uncle Shiliang if he would be willing to fight this battle if he could choose.

Uncle Shiliang said yes, I'm getting old, your fate is in this battle.

Ruby Azha knew what Uncle Shiliang meant, and he always scolded him for being too useless, saying that if he died one day, Azha probably wouldn't live long...... And if he wins this battle, the probability of Ah Zha's death will be much smaller, and he will have a chance to become strong enough.

He will no longer have to go to the wilderness, he will not have to spend the "Harvest Day", there will be more Source Energy Blocks.

"It's going to win. Ruby glanced forward.

Commander He Guang was at the front of the battle formation, staring at the opposite side of Ah Zha, remembering a very famous person, who was desperately slashing him, slashing him like crazy......

In the past, the head of He Guang smiled and flattered in front of that person, just like a dog.

Now he cuts him like a mad dog.

Today, every boss of the wild group is at the forefront, staring at the strongest person in their sight, chopping.