"I think you should put the gun down, you should know that this rifle in your hand can only rub a little skin on my armor?" Fang Yan said to the man holding the gun in front of him, and then glanced contemptuously at the machine gun position next to him,

"And you, don't think about shooting, before you shoot, do you think your bullet will pierce my armor first or my armor will break your head first?"

"Put down the gun, how can the gun be pointed at our own comrades?"

A voice came from the side, Fang Yan tilted his head slightly, and saw a fat man running over, running a step, the meat on his body had to jump......

"Who are you?" Fang Yan glanced at the town and asked, looking at the skinny crowd in the town, and sighed involuntarily.

"The contemptible person's surname is Luo, Luo Xiang, just watch the door." Luo Xiang replied with a grin, the fat on his face was almost squeezed into a ball, and he continued flatteringly, "Chief, why don't we go in first and drink saliva?" ”

"No need!" Fang Yan waved his hand, looked at the doorman standing in front of the door, and roared abruptly, "Lizheng!" ”

"Tart!"

The doorman in front of him subconsciously stood up straight, he was stunned, and then turned his head to look in the direction of the dialect.

"I can understand the hardship, but you have to remember that you turned out to be a soldier." Fang Yan said softly, straightening the doorman's collar with his hand, then patted him on the shoulder, and walked directly over the gate to the town.

"Brother, give me something to eat......

"Brother, it's okay......"

"Lad......"

The elderly and children around them quickly surrounded them, but perhaps because of the deterrent effect brought by the power armor on Fang Yan's body, they did not make any further moves, but looking at Fang Yan's stopped, they slowly came up again, until they wrapped the three layers inside and three layers outside Fang Yan.

Ragged, sallow skin, skinny......

Fang Yan looked around at the person who had wrapped himself, closed his eyes, and the hand that was about to reach for the small backpack also retracted, and after he took a breath, he stepped on his steps again.

"Brother......

A hand pulled on his backpack, so that Fang Yan was about to take another step paused, he glanced back at the boy who was holding his clothes, and then looked at the expectant gaze in the eyes of the group of people around him, and finally slowly shook his head, pulled the little boy's hand off, and took his steps again.

"Young man, just give me something to eat, we haven't eaten in two days......"

"Brother, you have pity on me......"

The crowd began to riot, and the original expectation in their eyes turned into desire, and the big backpack seemed to be like a devil's fruit, constantly tempting the deep desires of this group of people.

But the dialect knows that he can't give it, and he shouldn't give it, and giving it to one person is harming him, but giving it to everyone is harming himself, or the world......

"Lad......"

One hand pulled on the backpack again, and more hands slowly stretched out, Fang Yan quickly raised the muzzle of his gun, and was about to pull the trigger to warn, but unexpectedly, a gunshot rang out first.

"Bang!"

The surrounding crowd dispersed in an instant, and Fang Yan also raised his gun in an instant to aim in the direction where the gunfire came from, and then slowly put it down.

"This group of refugees! Bah! ”

Luo Xiang put down the pistol that was still smoking in his hand, scolded at the refugees scattered around, and then spit out a mouthful of phlegm, then looked in the direction of the dialect, and his face also brought a flattering smile again, "Chief, don't worry, just scare that group of refugees." ”

"It's fine!" Fang Yan replied indifferently, waved his hand at Luo Xiang, and then glanced at the eyes of the doorman, and then continued to walk towards the interior of the town.

"Chief, our mayor will be here soon, why don't you wait a little longer? Otherwise, they will be like that again. Luo Xiang leaned over to the dialect and continued, pointing slightly with his hand at the person who was still faintly peeking at the dialect.

"No, I'll go shopping first!" Fang Yan refused, and continued to walk forward with his own steps.

"The chief, take Xiao Zhang, he's more familiar?" Luo Xiang asked tentatively,

Fang Yan's brows furrowed, and finally nodded slightly, Luo Xiang looked at it, greeted Xiao Zhang with his hand, and then said flatteringly, "Then I'll go back first?" ”

Fang Yan waved his hand, and after watching this meat ball roll back to his post, he looked at Xiao Zhang, who was dressed inappropriately, "Go shopping first, you will follow behind, and I will ask you something later." ”

"Okay!" Xiao Zhang responded, looked at the dialect walking in front of him, and quietly waved his hand at the meat ball behind him, and then followed.

Luo Xiang, the meat ball, walked to a room next to him, took out his intercom, pressed a button and said, "Mayor Town, that person wants to take a walk around the town now, I have asked Xiao Zhang to follow as a guide, if there is a chance, he will take that person to our trap." ”

"Xiao Luo, well done!"

A voice came from the intercom, Luo Xiang was relieved when he heard it, and then sat on the bench, looking at a cowering woman in the corner and yelling, "Don't climb over yet!" ”

……

And these were really seen by Fang Yan through a small mechanical flying insect clinging to the wall, and at the same time, Nuwa also compared the shape of her mouth and translated these words into his ears in real time.

Glancing back slightly, he glanced back at Xiao Zhang who was following behind him, and Fang Yan continued to walk forward, but at the corner of his mouth, there was a hint of mocking smile.

There is no tiger in the mountains, the monkey is called the king, and after there is no moral and legal constraint, human desires will begin to expand infinitely, and at this time, how terrible people will become, no one knows......

Fang Yan shook his head, looked at the numb pedestrians around him, but sighed, and then continued to walk forward.

In fact, he doesn't have a very good way, people, he can kill, but he can't stop the deep desire of people's hearts, even if he can kill one or a group, but what will those successors do in the future?

Perhaps, I need a good mayor......

“V79！” Fang Yan thought about it, inexplicably opened his mouth and said a number, then looked at the prompt on the light screen, and then said, "Connect to Chu Xuan's communicator!" ”

"The communicator is connected!"

A sentence appeared on the light screen again, Fang Yan looked at it, glanced at the screen next to him without a mosaic, and said softly, "Chu Xuan, are you interested in becoming the mayor of this Yellowstone Town?" ”