After separating from Le Zhengyang, Wen Ya wandered around the central square before coming to the black market, which was still as lively as usual.

When she came to the barbarian king's stall, Wen Ya found that the barbarian king was fatter than before, nestled in the rocking chair, and the meat on his body was almost unbearable.

"Little brother, you're here."

When the barbarian king saw Wen Ya coming, he stood up with his hands on the rocking chair, and Wen Ya was worried about the rocking chair, for fear that the barbarian king's support would turn the rocking chair into pieces.

"Got something good to sell?" The barbarian king asked.

"There's something I want to sell, I guess you don't need it, I want to buy a better weapon this time."

Wen Ya looked at the barbarian king, and was shocked, she didn't feel anything the first two times, but this time she obviously felt that the barbarian king exuded a trace of coercion.

The barbarian king is not simple, he must also be an evolutionary, and the reason why he has gained weight again must have advanced, and his level is higher than hers.

"Follow me."

The barbarian king led the way in front, and soon Wen Ya came to the passage last time, and at this moment, there were quite a few people in the passage.

Standing together in twos and threes, holding a stack of cards in their hands, these people saw the barbarian king coming out, and quickly retreated to make way.

"Barbarian King, who are those people just now?"

Entering the room, Wen Ya asked as she picked out her weapon.

Like last time, the barbarian king opened the cabinet and brought a bottle of drink to Wen Ya, "It's all a rabble, and some are ghosts. ”

"What's the ghost?"

"It's those people who can't hand over the glory points, and don't want to go to the shelter factory to work, and are thrown out of the shelter by the law enforcers, homeless, nameless, and disadvantaged, these people are called ghosts."

"Throw it out, won't you be irradiated to death?" Wen Ya was a little puzzled.

"Don't you know, someone is behind their backs, giving them anti-radiation pills, and these people will volunteer to be dogs, and gather some people like them to be dogs together."

After speaking, the barbarian king finished drinking the drink in his hand and went to open another bottle.

"What's the good of being a dog, those who give them radiation pills are doing something behind their backs."

"Shh......h It's gossip, but it doesn't matter if I tell you about it. The Barbarian King smiled mysteriously.

"There's something good, of course it's the first one to find you." Wen Ya said with a clear heart.

"Ever heard of the Righteous Army? These people are the subordinates of the righteous army, and I don't know what this group of people are doing behind their backs. ”

"They are such an upright convener, don't the law enforcers care?"

Wen Ya almost laughed out loud, is it still a righteous army? It's a rabble, and these people can be considered fanatics at best, not even fanatics.

"It doesn't matter, the passages here extend in all directions, and besides, in order to make up enough glory points to be handed in, many people have formed small groups."

"As long as these people don't make any uprisings in the shelters, smash and loot and burn, the law enforcers can't do anything about them."

These so-called righteous army, what kind of fame are behind their backs, they are so gentle that they don't care, and when the sky falls, there is naturally a tall person on top of it.

What made Wen Ya happy was that on the Barbarian King's workbench, she finally found a good thing.

A thin strip like a cicada's wing, about seven or eight centimeters long and less than two centimeters wide, as sharp and sharp as an arrow.

"Barbarian King, I want this thing."

"Little brother, you have a good eye, this ghost wing has been here for a long time, and no one has a discerning eye."