The battle began abruptly and ended abruptly. In a nutshell, it can be described in three sentences.

The enemy first let out a cruel word, and then A on the opposite side came over with confidence, and the people who came over on the other side A completely attacked the street.

Roughly so.

There is nothing to describe the whole battle, the kind of long talk about you coming and going, deliberately letting out water to see other people's skills and fighting styles, etc., did not exist from the beginning.

The hunter's rules of battle are to do your best to deal with every battle. The two sturdy men were all the best in the Hunter Association, and with their unsparing support and training, their combat effectiveness was not much worse than that of some first-class transcendentals. Let these people take action against a group of low-level gangsters, unless the power level system of this resource world is high and scary, otherwise the rollover is an infinite possibility of zero.

So a group of about fifty or sixty people who came over from A just lay on the ground in the blink of an eye. Before the follow-up could keep up with the large army, he found that the reserve team, which had changed the world in an instant, immediately shrunk. Standing in place with a cower, he didn't dare to come up, but he didn't dare to leave because he had some scruples about anything.

The two sturdy men are not accidentally surrounding those people, judging from the combat effectiveness shown by these people, if there are no more means and hole cards, hundreds of them, it is just to feed their own people.

At worst, they still have the ability to get out of the battlefield.

The battle ended quickly, but just seeing the process had already made the sturdy male Farley and the two see a lot of things.

The overall quality of those who fell to the ground and groaned was actually not very strong, and from the eyes of the strong male Farley, their physical fitness might be comparable to that of the real bodybuilder a few years ago, but that was all.

A few years ago?

Since the emergence of the autonomous god world, the real world can be called a big change every year, how many years? Enough to make a person fall behind in an era.

These people are fighting alone, and in the real world, they may be able to fight with some top elementary school students.

But this situation is based on the physical fitness of both sides. If these people use the strange equipment on their bodies, the protection power is not to mention for the time being, but the lethality is enough to threaten most hunters, and even a few transcendents.

What is even more interesting to the sturdy male Farley is that these pieces of equipment are obviously put together, and the power may not be satisfactory. The various combat methods it uses with these equipment, even if you just look at a scaly claw, you can vaguely see the difference between the huge system behind it.

It is a system of power that is similar to, but not the same as modern civilization. If I had to make a metaphor to describe it, it would be like a system that mixes magic, technology, superpower, etc.

Mainly based on those strange equipment.

The two sturdy men were very interested in this. The way of fighting, the combat system, the origin of the equipment, the knowledge of the production of equipment, there are too many places worth being interested in and excavating.

A row of people stood majestically, a group of people couldn't stand up in pain on the dirty ground, and the first six people to be caught were stunned by this sudden reversal.

A big brawl that looked like an even match ended like a joke in a short period of time, and everyone who saw this scene knew in their hearts that things were going to get bigger.

Brawls are not uncommon in this area. The same is true of the dead. The people of this fringe area are engaged in various battles almost every day around the garbage mountain.

Rummaging, hiding, blackmailing, beatings, threats, confessions, and all sorts of messy expenses have become almost the same rules of truth in this region.

The so-called gangs have enclosed the land, and if they want to go to the garbage mountains of these territories to pick up things, they must first pay a collection fee, and then after the collection is completed, at least half of the harvest will be taken.

That's the rule of the land.

It's not impossible to sneak in, but it's risky. It is not uncommon here to see how many people who sneak in to pick up garbage because they want to save some money, are caught and beaten half to death, and die the next day if they can't survive.

Sorting out garbage, sorting garbage, and then destroying or selling some garbage, there is already a complete industrial chain around the garbage mountain. And the gangs are undoubtedly the ones who have mastered these industrial chains.

And behind these gangs, there are people with names and surnames who are powerful, and behind them are more or less inextricably linked with some powerful families in the inner city.

The mountain of garbage here is the latest, having been dumped and piled up ten days ago. This new garbage mountain is a favorite among waste pickers. Because it's new, it's much more likely to contain good stuff than old garbage that has been picked up so many times that it's hard to find anything good, and has to wait to be destroyed.

This kind of new garbage mountain is generally regarded as a blessed land by waste pickers, and it is inevitable to fight for it. Of course, its rummaging cost and care intensity are also the highest.

Every time a new garbage mountain appears, it is accompanied by a gang battle that determines where it belongs. The winner will have the ticket money and ownership of a new garbage mountain.

Most of the equipment parts on the gang's bottom and waste pickers come from these garbage mountains. It's something that the inner city is damaged and obsolete.

Broken equipment, all kinds of expired food, and some books on the knowledge of making equipment are the most valued harvests of the garbage mountain.

If someone can read the books, and learn how to put together and assemble, as well as repair the broken equipment, then he will be able to live quite well in this area! All you need to do is work for a big gang and repair and assemble the broken gear they have picked up from the garbage mountain so that they can be reused, and they won't be short of food and all the pleasures they have here.

It's not too difficult to do this, because a lot of the equipment is damaged, but not to the point where it can't be repaired. It's just that the richness of the inner city makes them don't need to bother repairing the broken things, and throwing away the broken ones and replacing them with new ones is the choice of many people in the inner city.

The greatest ideal of the people here in the outer city is to be able to enter the rich inner city, live in a beautiful and stable city where there is no shortage of supplies, and there is no need to worry about safety or worry.

It's paradise imaginable.

However, the inner city implements a strict household registration system, and it is easy for people inside to get out, but it is very difficult for people outside to get in.

It's two worlds! Two worlds apart!

After hearing this information, the sturdy male Farry and the others looked even more interested in it. They are not in a hurry to enter, they will search for more information and insight in the periphery, and even grab a little territory, attract and train some manpower, and come step by step, they have the patience to do so.

The secrets of a country whose civilization is in some ways comparable to that of real countries, but whose system is biased towards antiquity, are worth exploring in any case.