The party in the hall continues, and the bandits eat barbecue with the characteristics of the wasteland, but drink whiskey from overseas, which is a bit nondescript.

Of course, it's good compared to their dancing.

The slave girl in charge of the barbecue was forcibly dragged into the pile and became the plaything of the bandits.

Compared to the savage fellows, the Prophet was a gentleman and polite.

He dressed his dance partner in a gorgeous low-cut dress, put on jeweled jewelry, curled his hair like a cloud, held her hand gently, looked at her face affectionately, and moved his steps rhythmically to the music playing on the gramophone.

From the outside, it really feels like it stands out from the crowd.

Chang Wu said that his dance partner was the wife of a manager in Gem City, ran a tailor shop, and was a well-known noblewoman.

However, this pampered noblewoman became the confidante of the Prophet (Lady of the Village) due to an accident, and she was also the great butler of the Black Saints, responsible for the distribution of resources.

Tang Yan stopped at the gate for a moment, and while no one was paying attention, he threw the D-8 explosive on the back wall of the hall, until a drunken bandit dangled out of it, and he walked over with his head down, and collided with the man.

"You don't have long eyes when you walk?" The man grabbed him by the collar and said viciously, the heavy smell of alcohol spraying on his face and making it disgusting.

Tang Yan looked around and punched the man directly in the face.

"Bastard." This unusual greeting completely infuriated the guy.

The drunk man punched over, Tang Yan gritted his teeth, and suffered the opponent's punch, which hit the bridge of his nose, and blood flowed in an instant.

"Your uncle!" He cursed angrily, grabbed the drunkard's waist and pushed it forward, and the two of them tumbled into the hall at once.

"Bullying newcomers, isn't it?" Tang Yan sat on top of him and kept slapping the man's face: "You're the biggest after drinking, aren't you?" ”

Smack, smack, smack......

He shouted loudly, and the slap in the face of the drunk man was loud.

The scene at the door quickly caught the attention of the guards, who quickly put down the glass, walked over with a look of evil and pulled him up from the drunk.

"I want to see the Prophet, I want to see the Prophet,......" he cried out, his nostrils still bleeding.

The drunk man was dazed and struggled several times before he could get up from the ground.

The music soon stopped, and the people in the hall stopped writhing, except for the hanged woman behind the high platform, still hanging in mid-air, slowly spinning with the shaking of the hemp rope.

"I will see the prophets, I will see the prophets......"

At the sound of his shouts, the man in the suit let go of his partner's hand, smiled apologetically very politely, parted the crowd, and walked towards the door of the hall.

The drunk sat up from the ground, snorting and panting.

The two guards who had stopped holding Tang Yan no longer dragged him outside and retreated to the side to stand on guard.

"I wonder if bullying newcomers is a manifestation of Black Saint values?"

The Prophet's eyebrows furrowed slightly when he heard this, clearly interested in him.

There are very few books that can still be read in the wasteland, and in this era of serious regression of civilization, basically no one will spend a lot of time reading, most people only know some common words, and few people pay attention to such things as values and power culture.

Tang Yan's question stirred the sensitive string in his heart------ in this wasteland, there is no one who can exchange views, debate with each other, talk about scriptures and sermons. Although he is the leader of a gang and has many brothers below, this does not mean that his life is perfect and his spiritual pursuits can be satisfied.

"You're the newcomer who just came out of the Vault?" The prophet waved his hand to signal the guards to get out of the way, and reached out to pull Tang Yan, who was sitting on the ground.

"Yes, I'm the newcomer who just came out of the vault." Tang Yan took his hand and got up.

It was a normal gesture for the bandits to wait for the Prophet to speak in a magnetic voice that was beautiful and contagious.

Oh, it's the most beautiful thing in the world, like the dawn that ends the cold night, giving hope and showing the way to their wasteland life.

However, with the next breath, the situation took a turn for the worse, and before they could react, a knife appeared next to the major artery in the prophet's neck, and with the slightest force it would cut through the blue line.

No one expected this to happen, not even the Prophet himself.

He stretched out his hand to pull up the newcomer, not wanting to become a hostage in front of him.

The pheasant was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, just kept muttering, "How is it possible, how is it possible." ”

Newcomers are strictly interrogated before entering the base, and it is absolutely impossible to enter with weapons, but ...... But what about the knife that caught the Prophet's neck?

"Little bunny, are you looking for death?" Chang Wu drank a little too much, and rushed forward with the wine bottle, but fortunately, the conscious bandits next to him stopped him.

Tang Yan looked at the bandits on the opposite side, and walked outside step by step with the prophet.

"Why?"

The man in the suit couldn't figure out his motive for doing so.

"Who do you work for? Governor? Yang Zhi? Or Zangfeng. ”

The Governor refers to the military leader of the Gem City. Yang Zhi is the boss of the Razor Man, and Zang Feng is the leader of the Panda Man Legion.

They are the heads of the three forces that have the greatest conflict of interest with the Black Saints, and they are also the three people who want him to die the most.

"Listen, no matter what conditions they offer you, I'll pay double the price, and guarantee your life, and send you to a new place to live."

Tang Yan was silent, just continued to walk outside.

"I'm sure you're a man of ideals and insight, so you know what this wasteland needs most at the moment."

"Order, to restore human civilization to the pre-war level, must have order, and the maintenance of order requires not only force, but also thoughts and hopes to soothe the hearts of people. People like the Governor and Yang Zhi only do what they do to protect their own interests and those of the group that supports them, and only I am the one who really wants to save the end times and rebuild human civilization. ”

Tang Yan led him out of the hall, and the darkness buried the faces of the two people.

The bandits followed out, with guards with guns in the front, and in the back there was a shout for Tang Yan to release people.

Soon, the searchlight moved from outside the wall to inside the wall, shining on Tang Yan, and the people with machine guns or sniper rifles on the watchtower also turned their guns to aim at the people under the searchlights.

In anyone's opinion, for Tang Yan, the current situation is terrible, and his behavior is simply self-defeating.

No one knew that as a key figure in the kidnapping incident, Tang Yan's mood was happy and excited.

This is the situation he wants, and all the people of the Black Saints, hate him and hate him.

From the time the Prophet was held hostage to the time he left the hall, in less than ten minutes, the system interface showed that the reward value was as high as 1183.

He didn't have time to check out any more items, but one thing was for sure, the CMC Power Armor and C-14 Impiercer worn by the Terran Marines in StarCraft stories had been unlocked.

is still the same sentence, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get a tiger.

No, this sentence is not worthy of his current behavior.

The iron man who walks at the edge of the knife will drink the strongest wine, sleep the wildest woman, and kill the most ferocious beast.

Holding their boss hostage in front of all the thieves, if this kind of thing gets out, it should be made up into a legend and spread to Gem City.