Of course, the owner of this prison camp seems to be a little more clever, low-key, and can't even afford to name the camp. is just secretly strengthening his strength, and secretly hiding his ambitions deeply.

Sitting in the car, Zhuang Yichen chatted a lot with the bald man. The bald man's surname is Chen, and his name is Chen Xian. The senior ones in the team called him Brother Chen, and the junior ones called him the boss.

According to his description, the owner of this prison camp is a middle-aged man named Liu Jun, whose name is as ordinary as a human being. He was originally a felonist in Jiangcheng Prison, and he was full of evil before, and he had a high reputation among the prisoners. After the outbreak of the end times, he took advantage of the chaos to seize the entire prison, and naturally became the master of the entire prison.

This Liu Jun not only has his own strength reached the terrifying level of the third-order peak, but also has some means to govern the base. The entire camp now has about five hundred people, and he specially formed an army of about a hundred people, divided into two parts, with himself as the captain, and two deputy captains appointed below, each with half of the people.

The bald man surnamed Chen is one of the vice captains, and the other deputy captain is surnamed Wang, and Chen Xian didn't say much about this vice captain Wang, and they have always been not very good with each other. This is also the reason why he is so diligent and recruits Zhuang Yichen to increase his power.

The bald man is very talkative, except for the things of his base, he talks about everything along the way. The smile is very bold and hearty, and it really looks like a big brother worth working hard.

But Zhuang Yichen is no longer the rookie who just came out and didn't know anything. From the fact that he laughed out loud, but there was no slightest fluctuation in his eyes, and from his younger brother's deep awe and even frightened eyes, Zhuang Yichen understood that this surnamed Chen was definitely a ruthless master who ate people and did not spit out bones.

So along the way, Zhuang Yichen also followed his nonsense, chatting about the topic of no nutrition, the two of them had already hooked their shoulders, Zhuang Yichen affectionately called him Brother Chen, and he called Zhuang Yichen Brother Zhuang. The surnamed Chen even promised to provide Zhuang Yichen with resources, so that he could become a second-order evolutionary as soon as possible. Because Zhuang Yichen told him before that his strength was a first-order evolutionary, and Zhuang Yichen had been strengthened by the Tower of the Dead with a little bit of strength and speed, it was not false to say that.

Time passed quickly, and the luck of the small team seemed to be really good today. Early in the morning, Zhuang Yichen was pulled first, and when he arrived near the city center, he unexpectedly ended a small survivor gathering point.

That spot was in a residential building, and all of them, with the elderly and children, were only thirteen in total. The leader is a middle-aged man with a very explosive personality, everyone has already compromised, and they unconditionally join the camp as coolies under the guns of the black hole.

It's a pity that the lewd man was cheap and touched the butt of the middle-aged wife who was the leader.

The middle-aged man was already very unhappy, but he couldn't bear it directly, and when everyone laughed, he took out a pistol very casually, and a very casual shot opened the obscene man's head.

This one is over, it's completely over. The lewd man naturally grew a dog's nose, and became more sensitive after the outbreak of the end times. Although he was a little stupid and disgusting, it was all thanks to him to go out and find other survivors.

The audience stayed for a minute, and then the middle-aged man was beaten into a hornet's nest, and really used his own blood to interpret what backbone and blood are, and his wife was strong enough, and she died in the car on the spot.

And the rest of the people, both old and children, were all slaughtered by the men of the bald man. perfectly served as the funeral companion of the gorgeous drama of the husband and wife.

Zhuang Yichen witnessed all this in the car, just lit a cigarette, and did nothing cowardly, because he didn't know what to do.

There is nothing wrong with a middle-aged man, no one is qualified to say that he is reckless, and it is only natural for a man to protect his woman. The old people and the children were also innocent.

Zhuang Yichen is confident that he has the ability to kill all these scumbags, but what about after that. After venting your anger. Mao Mao is still in an unknown situation in the prison camp, and a little more delay is more dangerous. And scum like them is all over the entire river city.

Zhuang Yichen had a deep sense of powerlessness, and he found for the first time that it turned out that many times, force could not solve everything. Of course, this is still the reason why the force is not strong enough, if he has the ability to directly crush the entire prison camp, then why bother to sneak in so deliberately and low-key.

Zhuang Yichen took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, and then threw the cigarette butt out of the car window.

I'm sorry, I have more important things to do, and you're not my family, my kids, so I can't really be as passionate as him, I'm really, can't do anything. In his heart, he whispered to the innocent victims.

At the same time, at this moment, Zhuang Yichen also told himself to the corpse outside the window, no matter what, I will do something for you and for people as innocent as you.

Those forces all over Jiangcheng, large and small, pulled up by all kinds of hooligans, gangsters, scoundrels, and scumbags, are like cancer after cancer, deeply rooted in this traumatized land.

Rules, the world needs rules, those rules that can give a voice to the weak, and those who are strong who maintain such rules.

After solving the old and weak women and children outside, the bald man opened the car door impatiently and sat back in the car.

"Damn, it's so unlucky, it's really a big loss now!" Zhuang Yichen didn't speak, just took a cigarette and gave it to him, and then continued to turn his head to look out the window.

"Hey, Brother Zhuang still understands me, and I'm looking for this!" He took the cigarette as he spoke, took a deep breath, and continued to scold: "Damn, this old dog told him that he had never been planted in the hands of a woman in his life, but as a result, this is angry with Lao Tzu!"

"A few of you are a little sluggish, hurry up after moving your things!" He yelled at the younger brothers who were busy outside. The people in this small gathering place have saved a lot of grain, twenty or thirty bags of rice, and a box of salt, which can be regarded as their only harvest.

After moving the things, the convoy embarked on the return journey. At this time, it was just past noon, but Chen Xian was in no mood to continue the search, and led the group to speed back to the camp the same way.

The two ghouls quickly smelled the blood and rushed over, lying on the corpse and feasting on it. A small flock of mutant ravens also hovered in the surrounding sky, waiting for the ghoul to eat the leftovers.

The speed of the return trip was very fast, but in just over an hour, the high walls of Jiangcheng Prison appeared in Zhuang Yichen's sight. The car turned a corner, crossed the narrow road leading to the prison gates, and then slowly came to a halt in front of the prison gates.

The gate of the prison is solemn, the big black iron gate is about three meters high, and there are several large white lacquer characters written on it. On the marble beam above the gate are the four big characters of Jiangcheng Prison in gilded gold. Just standing in front of the door, a feeling of oppressive dullness came over me.

Seeing Chen Xian's motorcade returning, the prison gate slowly opened. Seven or eight people came out of it, uniformed by prison guards, who checked the goods in the truck at random and let them go directly. The car entered the base, and the gate behind it slowly closed.

Zhuang Yichen secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally came in. The stupid man who had been lying at his feet and pretending to sleep also opened his eyes, gently shook his nose, and began to search for the whereabouts of the hairy hair.

The convoy continued on, turning a corner to the right and slowly coming to a halt in front of a warehouse. There are also two trucks parked in front of the warehouse, and people are constantly moving the contents of the trucks into the base. Another group of seven or eight survivors walked to the rear.

Chen Xian originally had a gloomy face, but seeing such a scene at this moment, his face was even more gloomy and could drip water. He opened the car door roughly, shouted at the people in the car, and walked to the warehouse door.

Zhuang Yichen also got out of the car, and in front of the warehouse was a material registration point. Every day, the search team that goes out has to come here to register the daily harvest, which is a set of contribution system prescribed by Liu Jun, the director of this base.

Although the army of more than 100 people, or rather the armed men, took the whole out of production, there was a fixed supply of rations every day. But if you want to live better, you have to go out and search for supplies or other survivors in exchange for extra resources. Ahead of the cargo is the other deputy captain.

Chen Xian and him have never dealt with each other, and they fight openly and secretly on weekdays, and there are many conflicts in order to expand their strength. Now Chen Xian saw that others were returning with a full load, but he was deflated. Not to mention the big loss of strength, now you have to let your opponent see jokes, this face is really unbearable.

It's just some rice and salt, and seven or eight people moved it twice and got it all done. Chen Xian registered the amount over there, and when he converted it into contribution points, he was even more angry.

Jiangcheng Prison has independent water supply and power supply facilities, cold storage and granaries, and the prison has just replenished a batch of food before the outbreak of the end times. Therefore, the most lacking virtue in the base is a large number of manpower, and survivors are the most scarf-in materials. The little rice he had just now couldn't even earn back the fuel money spent on this trip.

After everything was done, he delivered the car in the garage next to the warehouse with the man in charge of the car. Chen Xian turned around without saying a word, and left here with Zhuang Yichen and the younger brother behind him. They had just walked a few steps when suddenly a voice behind them stopped them, "Hey, isn't that Captain Chen?" How's it going to be today? Zhuang Yichen listened to the voice behind him, and suddenly felt extremely familiar, and he quickly turned around and looked over.

I saw a middle-aged man behind him, wearing a camouflage uniform from a labor insurance shop, smiling cheaply, trotting up.

"Lao Wang?!"

He just saw Chen Xian's disgraced face, and hurriedly ran over, ready to be sarcastic. As a result, he saw Zhuang Yichen turn around and immediately stayed where he was.

"Zhuang Yichen?"

Zhuang Yichen: "! ”

Lao Wang: "! ”

The middle-aged man was Lao Wang, but he really couldn't imagine that in Chen Xian's mouth, another deputy captain who didn't deal with him turned out to be Lao Wang.

When Jiangcheng broke through, he and Zhuang Yichen were separated, and they made an appointment to meet together at Shuguang Camp, but they didn't expect to meet here in a circle. After Lao Wang confirmed that it was Zhuang Yichen, he immediately ran over and asked, "Why did you come here?" ”

"What else do I want to ask you?"

As soon as the two of them spoke, time seemed to go back to the years of digging trenches in the Jiangcheng defense line, as if they had drunk together again yesterday.

After asking, the two of them were stunned for a moment at the same time, and then there was a burst of laughter, and after a while, Lao Wang grabbed Zhuang Yichen's arm and said, "Hey, it's hard to say." Go, go to my drink. Let's talk slowly! As he spoke, he picked up Zhuang Yichen and prepared to go back.

Chen Xian, who had been standing aside and being ignored, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and even scolded loudly: "Wang Guo'an! Are you ready to tear your face with me completely? The dog's eyes can see clearly, that's Lao Tzu's person! ”

When Zhuang Yichen heard his words, he resisted the urge to cut off his head with a scythe of death, shrugged his shoulders helplessly at Lao Wang, then turned around and patted Chen Xian's shoulder and said, "Brother Chen, I have really been taken care of this way. But now that I've met an old friend, of course I'm going to catch up with them. Also, who are your people? Don't go up and put it on when you see anyone, okay, who are you? ”

Chen Xian's anger that had been suppressed all day immediately couldn't hold it anymore, and he instantly took out a gun and put it on Zhuang Yichen's head, gritting his teeth and saying, "Boy? Do you think you've found a new backer? Tell you, a wild dog like you, Lao Tzu took you in to give you face, don't give face and don't ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt a wave of heat hit his face, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and then, he heard Chen Xian scream, shook his hand and threw away the gun in his hand.

When Zhuang Yichen opened his eyes and looked again, he saw an egg-sized red fireball suspended on the tips of Lao Wang's fingers, and he squinted his eyes and was using this fireball to light the cigarette in his mouth.

After lighting the cigarette, he shook his hand casually, extinguished the fireball in his hand, then took a deep puff of the cigarette, raised his head and said lightly to Chen Xian: "I'm sorry, I didn't control the cigarette." ”

The pistol that Chen Xian threw on the ground was burned red as a whole, and the engineering plastic on the handle of the gun had melted. He clutched one hand, and was caught off guard and was injured on the spot.

"Good, good! Lao Tzu remember today! He glanced at Zhuang Yichen viciously, and then said Sen Ran, and then walked away with his people.

Zhuang Yichen saw the fireball in Lao Wang's hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up. It's just that this is really not the place to speak, he just smiled and said, "Yes, I still pretend to be a good B."

Lao Wang laughed, glanced at Zhuang Yichen meaningfully, and then said, "Go to me first, let's talk slowly, and see that I don't dig out all the things that your kid is hiding and tucking!" ”

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