In a sloppy bar, men and women are swaying wildly to the music.

The dancing crowd was separated from the middle, Sun Xin plucked his ears with a cigarette in disgust, and immediately someone rushed up and kicked the DJ away, turning off the music, "It's not open today!" ”

"Who are you? If you say close the door, close the door! A strong man with tattoos on his cheeks, dancing happily with a scantily clad girl, saw that Lang Qing was about to kiss, and suddenly the atmosphere was interrupted, and he was very unhappy.

Sun Xin glanced at the strong man, raised his chin, rubbed his neck and continued to walk forward.

The strong man was enraged by the attitude of no one in his eyes, and before he could make a move, he was pressed to the ground with one hand by a person who came out from behind Sun Xin.

Sun Xin took a sip disdainfully, pointed at the person holding down the strong man and pointed behind him, "See?" Like this, there are twenty more behind me. ”

"Look at what! Didn't you hear that the doors were closed today? Yes! Sun Xin took out a pistol from his arms and fired three shots in a row.

There was no excitement to see, the crowd complained and left, and at this time, the owner of the bar was late.

"You bastards!" When people look at this scene, they don't know what's going on, this fucking is smashing the field, so what else are you talking about, copy the guy!

As soon as it seemed that someone wanted to pull out a gun, Sun Xin opened fire without hesitation, whoever moved hit whom, and the accurate marksmanship put down the three of them in the blink of an eye.

The rest of the gangsters saw more than 20 people gathered around, threw the guns in their hands, and squatted in a row next to the wall without waiting for orders, looking at the skillful posture of holding their heads, it was obviously not the first time they had done this.

Sun Xin, who has been dormant for some time, is not surprised by this performance.

In the distorted and collapsed human society, the most lacking and cheapest thing is human life, there is no police, there is no government, how to better protect oneself is a compulsory course that everyone must study seriously in this era.

So much so long has passed since that terrible war that even the irradiant no-man's land, known as the Land of Death, is now full of people.

The slum where Sun Xin is now located is the wreckage of one of the cities after the nuclear bombing.

Some spontaneous organizations, in the past few hundred years, have also tried to save themselves, wanting to lead the poor people of the earth to a better life.

Schools and medical organizations all over the world are the result of their efforts, but unfortunately these pioneers have been suppressed by the Earth Federation under various names.

According to the resolution of the Change Control Committee in charge of artificial intelligence, the Earth Federation at this time pursued a citizen and civilian system, and the citizens lived on the Elysium space station, looking down on the chaotic earth from above, enjoying the treatment of heaven.

Civilians who are subject to a zero-tolerance policy will be forced to enforce the law by armed mechanical police if they make the slightest outrageous move.

Of course, if you hide away from the rats in the gutter, the noble citizens will not use their precious resources to trouble you for the rats in the gutter, as long as you hide far away, never appear in their sight.

In addition, the citizens have an armed mechanical police in their hands, which in turn guards all the important production facilities.

The centuries-long technological blockade has allowed the militants on the earth to still use gunpowder weapons that have been outdated for many years, and all high-tech products have been banned from entering the atmosphere by legislation.

There are, of course, exceptions, the private aircraft that citizens fly to and from Earth, and the armed mechanical police that serve them.

After occupying this bar, Sun Xin "recruited" some "newcomers" to join the gang, and the number of people under him now on the surface has reached thirty.

In this way, Sun Xin maintained the rhythm of occupation and then expansion, and little by little he took this chaotic slum into his hands.

"Bang" Sun Xin shot a gangster who killed people on the street, and set the first rule, "Murderer, die!" ”

"Bang" the second rule, "Perpetrator, die!" ”

"Bang" the third rule, "Thief, die!" ”

With corpse after corpse, Sun Xin maintained law and order in this chaotic era, guiding people to glow with new hope for life.

People who were forced to make changes by Sun Xin brandishing a pistol on their heads found strange that life seemed to have become a little different all of a sudden.

Don't worry about someone doing something to you on the street, or worrying about breaking into your house one night, taking your belongings, and trying to hurt your family.

So when Sun Xin once again proposed to "build our homeland", the people were silent and did not resist, allowing Sun Xin to tear down the houses they had lived in for generations and bulldoze the dirty streets that had not changed since childhood.

Whether this is due to coercion, or a desire to bring about a change for the better, as before, who knows?

Maybe even they can't tell whether they are afraid of being a little more or looking forward to a little more.

With Sun Xin's order, the chaotic houses in the slum were demolished and rebuilt one by one, the streets were replanned, and the specially transplanted flowers and trees made the entire slum look new.

Sun Xin also set up a public cistern, arranged for people to disinfect water sources regularly, and set up a pharmacy, where people found that there would always be doctors who stayed there to provide people with some cheap but useful medicines for free.

Everything has quietly changed unconsciously, and when people come back to their senses, they suddenly find that they can't remember what life was like.

Only Sun Xin is still the same old person with a cigarette in his mouth and wielding a pistol, and he still kills some unruly foreign miscellaneous from time to time.

But people felt more and more kind to him, and even the bear children dared to surround him happily, cheering and begging for candy to eat, because the children knew that Sun Xin would always put this endless candy in his pocket.

Sending away these bear children who were disgusted with cats and dogs, and seeing that there was no one around, the monkey suddenly smiled and said, "Boss, your personality has collapsed." ”

"Less nonsense!" Sun Xin glared at the monkey, "The person I asked you to find, have you found it?" ”

As soon as he talked about business, the monkey became serious and replied seriously, "I have already contacted an old worker in the factory that manufactures mechanical police, everyone calls him Old William, a decent person, and he has a great prestige among the workers. ”

Sun Xin narrowed his eyes and asked, "Then what did he say?" ”

"He said he would come, but if you lie to him." The monkey laughed as he spoke, "He'll just shove your head in your ass." ”

"Fuck off!" Sun Xin kicked on the monkey's buttocks, drove the person away and leaned against the corner of the street, looked at the peach blossom source he created single-handedly, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and took a deep breath, "The storm is coming." ”

As soon as old William walked into this slum, he sensed that something was wrong, this comfortable and harmonious community, so that old William couldn't find the appearance of the once sinful place in his memory, "Didn't that monkey lie to me?" ”

With this complicated feeling, Old William saw the purpose of this trip, that is, the boss in the mouth of the monkey and the bloody butcher in the eyes of his peers, Sun Xin.