That's how he got in?

He refers to his "master".

Just a mere slave has such a strong ability and such an agile skill. As a master, how powerful will it be?

Yang Wei felt that his mind was chaotic, and the words that the thin man had said before were still echoing in his mind.

There are two other people like you right in the town hall.

What does this mean?

Flashing lightning, a trace of something very mysterious suddenly flashed in his mind, Yang Wei's whole body was shocked, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched.

He suddenly understood.

The other two people like me are Zheng Fakui and Maimaiti.

……

Driving a "MINI" that looked pretty good, Yang Wei drove on the road alone and slowly drove towards the northern district of the city, where there were no living people in sight.

He loves this two-seater minicar. Although many people say that this is a girl's thing, Yang Wei just can't change his habits.

The sun is rising and the weather is getting hotter. The car stopped in the square in front of the city hall, and Yang Wei opened the door and stepped on a limp corpse with his left foot.

It was the left hand of a deceased person, to be exact. He was lying on the ground with a shocking rifle hole the size of a wine cup in the back of his head. Like the marks left by an impact drill on the walls of a loose structural wall, the outside is large and the inside is small, taking on a shape similar to that of a funnel.

Yang Wei's driving skills are very good. But no matter how good the technology is———— there are too many corpses in the square, densely packed. In order to park the car closer to the entrance of the hall, Yang Wei had to run over the dead one by one, and finally found this small piece of barely empty location.

There are at least thousands of dead piled up here. The causes of death varied. From the parking lot to the steps of the city hall, just over fifty meters away, Yang Wei stepped over a man whose neck was cut off by a machete; a woman who was sliced straight up from the flank down the flank by a chainsaw, slicing an entire row of ribs; Two middle-aged men who were supporting each other, with more than a dozen bullet holes on their bodies, and a young man with short Moxigan-style hair, his head separated from his body, and a half-meter-long spine under his head, which had been pulled out of his chest cavity and dragged fifteen or six meters of blood on the ground.

Mamaiti apparently regarded this as the new base camp of the "True God Prophet". Raising his head, Yang Wei saw a huge flag hanging out of the window on the top floor of the building and hanging all the way to the second floor. It was a very harsh green, like the weirdly colored hat that the wife wore on his head for her husband's infidelity. Mamat admired the German Führer during World War II and believed that only with the iron fist and toughness of a small beard could the prophetic light be spread across the world.

Drunk again, Mamat once told Yang Wei that his greatest dream ———— to kill all the pigs in the world, so that this damned, stupid, and dirty animal would be completely extinct from the earth.

Yang Wei took out a wet towel from his pocket, covered his nose, frowned, and walked quickly into the city hall.

When he came, he had already foreseen that there must be a large number of dead here, but he didn't expect that the number of corpses was still far beyond imagination. The smell of blood in the air was so strong, fortunately he had been prepared, otherwise Yang Wei felt that he would definitely be suffocated.

He didn't think he was in danger here. Because the other party doesn't need to do this at all. The thin black man who infiltrated the room was proof that if the other party really wanted his life, he didn't need to bother so much. That thin black man is very good, and he is definitely the most powerful human being Yang Wei has ever seen. In the room, he could have killed himself and easily taken his own head.

Entering the lobby, you will be greeted by a huge trapezoidal staircase leading to the second floor. At the top of the concrete steps, on the corner platform that connects to another staircase, a man sits quietly, silently smoking a cigarette.

The location is excellent with a great view of all the scenes outside. It was as if he was in control of everything, and he didn't need to make a sound. The momentum emanating from the body alone is enough to make people tremble.

The smell of smoke diluted the smell of blood in the air.

This made Yang Wei feel the breath from the world, not like before, in the square outside, there were shocking and terrifying hell scenes everywhere.

Yang Wei boldly took a few steps forward, observing the strange man from a closer distance.

He was athletic and had short hair. The hair is very straight, like a steel needle standing up. The two rows of neat teeth were white and smooth, but they gave people a ferocity like a beast. Especially when you take a cigarette in your mouth, it's like some kind of beast slowly biting. His eyes were dark and bright, and there was a cold glow in them. The same indifference, Yang Wei had only seen it on the murderous corpse. Although those monsters have vertical pupils, and the color of their pupils is also dark yellow, I don't know why, they actually have the same terrible ingredients as this man.

It was murderous, and it was even more hostile to everything in the world.

Finally, it's his posture. Sit on the steps, one foot bent and the other seemingly leisurely lying on the ground. But the angle between the toes and the leg is obviously calculated: the bent leg can burst out at any time, and the diagonal leg is the best point of impact. His physical fortune is ready to go, it's just hard to see from the front. On the surface, it seems to be resting in a comfortable position, but in fact it is the same method as a lion to confuse its prey.

He was condescending, and Yang Wei had to look up. He understood the meaning of the indifferent gaze reflected in the depths of the man's eyes———— Come on, I won't kill you.

There is no third person, and the silence around is terrible. The building was once owned by survivors after the outbreak of the virus, and they set up shelters here. Later, they were occupied by the murderous corpses, redecorategized, and partially modified according to their unique aesthetic taste. The dome was high, and the sunlight filtered through the glass on the upper floor, forming a brilliant mottled spot of light in front of the mysterious man. Under the backdrop of this special environment, his whole person unexpectedly showed an indescribable sense of sacredness.

Yang Wei trembled and stepped forward. He felt like there were countless pairs of eyes around him staring at him. Although reason told him that there was no one else here, Yang Wei felt this way.

As soon as he reached the bottom of the stairs inside the hall, the mysterious man sitting at the top of the stairs suddenly changed his position. The fingers clamped the cigarette from the lips and turned into a proper sitting position. When he got closer, Yang Wei found that this man was slender and the black coat matched him well. The expression is serious, or it can be said to be indifferent. For a few seconds, Yang Wei felt that his hands and feet were cold, and he clearly understood that he was not this man's opponent at all, even if the other party wanted to kill him now, there was absolutely no possibility of resisting, and there was no chance of turning around and running away.

"I like to work with smart people. Glad you came. ”

The mysterious man's body leaned forward again, with his elbows on his knees, staring at Yang Wei standing at the bottom of the steps silently, observing the changes in the expression on his face, capturing the subtle squirming of facial muscles in every moment.

After a pause of about two seconds, the mysterious man said slowly, "My name is Liu Tianming." ”

The name itself means nothing. But in any case, it is an essential courtesy for both parties.

Yang Wei nodded mechanically, and the dull and almost suffocating dullness was finally broken, which was good news, and also made Yang Wei pluck up the courage to ask: "What did you mean by what happened last night?" ”

Until now, Yang Wei still hasn't seen Zheng Fakui and Maimaiti. Now that the other party has sent someone to find him, it has already explained the problem to some extent. The only thing needed now is confirmation from the other person's mouth.

Liu Tianming looked at Yang Wei condescendingly, and nodded with a small margin: "Not everyone is willing to sit down honestly and talk well. I gave them a chance, but they didn't cherish it. ”

Yang Wei was trembling all over, he felt that his brain was full of indescribable horror and fear, and his speech became stammered, and he couldn't speak: "...... They...... There are tens of thousands of them! You...... You actually took them ...... Kill them all? ”

Zheng Fakui's "Clarion Call for Justice" and Maimaiti's "True God Prophet", the total number of the two gangs is indeed tens of thousands.

Liu Tianming frowned slightly: "What are you thinking?" I'm not a butcher, so why should I kill? ”

Yang Wei was stunned, and didn't know how to answer for a while. The confusion lasted in my mind for a long time before I asked with a blank expression, "Last night...... There's been a war in the city, I, I thought ......"

"Do you think I did it?"

Liu Tianming interrupted him coldly: "I'm not interested in caring about those messy things. It was they who messed up first, and I just let my slave fire a few shots at the right time. It was very dark and no one noticed the problem. My people didn't kill them, the bullets just broke the arms, legs and feet of a few people. As for the rest of the story...... With your cleverness, it shouldn't be hard to think of. ”

Yang Wei suddenly realized.

That's true

When the two sides are fighting, it is difficult to tell who is responsible. As long as you see someone on your side screaming and falling, you will subconsciously think that you are shooting at the other party. Now that the rules that both sides have been silently obeyed, there can be no more restraints and no scruples. So if you take it for granted, you will shoot indiscriminately, and your opponent will definitely fight back.

Anyway, there were only two gangs in the North Side at the time, and it was either your people or ours. Since it is our people who have suffered losses, we must get them back from each other. The skirmish turned into a shootout, and then quickly turned into a violent clash between the two gangs.

It only took a few bullets to take control of the situation...... It's really clever.