In Mingfa City Square, several people dressed in shark skins looked at the traces on the ground and soon found hastily buried corpses. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's the people of Yuan Changjiang's group, and they're dead." It was a one-eyed dragon who spoke, and the black blindfold added a bit of slaughter, "The tire tracks are heading in the direction of Taishan Town. ”

Another person squatting on the ground said: "The tire tracks are very deep, the axle spacing is almost five meters, this car weighs at least more than 100 tons, it is a modified car, and it is likely to be an iron man in the Eastern Theater." ”

"Iron Man in the Eastern Theater? What are they doing back? Could it be that he is recovering from his injuries and wants to come to find a field? ”

"No matter what the purpose of their coming is, since they are here, don't think about going back, our Black Blood Group happens to be short of iron man maintenance equipment. The golden man is killed, and the iron man is a slave! ”

"Boss, it's getting dark, should we go to Taishan Town to investigate?"

"No, there is a ghost baby coming ashore in the river at night, and I am entangled by the ghost baby, and I don't know how to write the dead word." The one-eyed dragon said.

"And what if this iron man runs away?"

The one-eyed dragon said coldly: "He can't run, the roads outside the Heliu District, except for the two high-speed roads back to Yizheng City, the other roads have been dug up, the car they drive is too big, and the off-road ability is definitely not good, either drive to the Heliu District, or return to Taishan Town." Let the ghost baby be entertained in the evening. ”

"And now are we?"

"Go back to the Rat House Station, take a tricycle through the tunnel to return to Yizheng, report to the group headquarters, bring more people tomorrow, and leave the iron man with the car." The one-eyed dragon waved his hand and motioned for the group to go back.

A team of seven people quickly stepped on stilts.

The two-meter-high stilts were nothing more than a jump for them, and soon seven people left the scene on stilts and in shark skin, like ghosts.

The tip of the stilt is thick, and it is also wrapped in a kind of leather, and it is silently stepped on the ground.

The speed of the march was very fast, and after three minutes, the seven men came to a ruin, jumped off stilts, and lifted the huge stone slab on the ruin, revealing a hole. When the seven merfolk entered, there was a tunnel, and a broken sign hung on the wall of the entrance to the ruins.

"Welcome to Metro Line 10."

Under the sign, graffiti is generally painted with paint with a few bright red characters: "Rat House Station, be careful of the landslide, you deserve to die - Yizheng Tunnel Office." ”

After getting off the platform, the seven of them soon came to the railroad tracks, and they could see that the rails had disappeared, and to be precise, they had been corroded. The metal is rusted, no one takes care of it, not only the rails are destroyed, but even the tunnels are already in danger, and you can see that in some places, they have been cracked, and dust falls from time to time.

This is still the situation after reinforcement, many load-bearing beams, because of metal corrosion, no longer have such a large load-bearing capacity, so the top of the tunnel is simply supported by wood to prevent collapse.

Where it should have been the railroad tracks now, there is a tricycle parked, which also seems to be made of wood. There is no chain, and the footrest is mounted directly on the front wheel.

Seven people crowded onto the tricycle, one pulled out a lighter and lit a kerosene lamp on the car, while the other sat at the front with his feet on the pedal.

There is no faucet and handlebars, and the steering of the front wheels is controlled entirely by twisting the feet. But after all, they are all death eaters, and they are very physically fit, riding a simple, awkward tricycle, and still fast by the faint kerosene light.

The underground tunnels are connected in series by the former subway.

The tricycle was moving fast in the subway line, and several people took turns riding, bragging and gossiping from time to time, and I don't know how long I rode, and the kerosene lamp was added with oil twice.

While passing by a sign, a rat catcher said, "The Yizheng River Crossing Tunnel has arrived." ”

After a moment, there seemed to be a light in front of me.

The voices are also gradually audible.

By the light, you can see a lot of drawings and text graffiti written on the walls of the tunnel.

"When you see this line, it proves that you have not been crushed to death, you are safe - Yizheng Tunnel Office", "Wang Changjun, I will go to your mother", "Life is precious, love is more expensive, if you want to live from now on, leave the money to buy the road - Yizheng cross-river tunnel toll station".

"Grass mud horse, Lao Tzu has no money, I want to use C1 to plug you. Fart. Eye", "Weather forecast: Tomorrow there will be heavy rain, the tunnel will be flooded, and the whole family will die when they go out." ”。

"Welcome to the entertainment capital, Lost Paradise awaits you, baccarat, fried golden flowers, slot machines, 10,000 ways to play, everything", "Don't believe Zhao Laogou, Brother Xinchun, resurrect on the spot", "Eight times in one night, Chinese divine oil", "New Hope Laboratory, the hope of all mankind, welcome to join the ranks of volunteers", "Zhao. Zi to Lao Tzu kneel down and lick his toes".

The group did not pay the slightest attention to the graffiti, and stopped at a sentry in front of them, where they could see a number of similar tricycles around the sentry.

The person on duty at the sentry rubbed his eyes and opened the window: "The **** is blind, and your rat catching team is not dead?" Damn, Lao Tzu bets that you won't see the sun tomorrow, and you lose again, rely on it! ”

The one-eyed dragon grimaced and threw several black coin-shaped things over: "X your wife." ”

The attendant quickly caught the black coin, spread out his hands and counted it: "One, two, three...... It's only six nuclear crystals, it's blind, it's not enough, and now it's seven to go through a tunnel. ”

"Seven? Why don't you grab it! One of the ratcatchers behind the cyclops roared.

"Hehe, inflation, insufficient social labor productivity, market supply is less than demand...... I'll tell you that you don't understand either, so quickly pull out another nuclear crystal. ”

"A bunch of vampires!" After pulling out another crystal nucleus, a rat catcher scolded through gritted teeth.

The sentry guard was not annoyed, and when he saw that the rat catcher was leaving, he suddenly shouted: "Ah hey, wait a minute, open your eyes and blind squad, you just said that you want X my wife?" I have four wives, which one do you want, for the sake of all colleagues in the Black Blood Group, charge you cheaper, five crystal nuclei at a time, do you want to do it? ”

……

"The exploitation above is getting more and more ruthless, and now it takes seven crystal nuclei to go through a tunnel, and I only earn a few crystal nuclei every day by catching mice, and they are all sucked dry by the vampires above! If you continue like this, you will be able to save enough money for a C1 in a few times! Boss, you can't go on like this! Leaving the tunnel, the rat catcher said indignantly.

The one-eyed dragon's face was cold, and his expression became more and more gloomy: ". Target. ”

At this time, a member of the team suddenly proposed: "Otherwise, let's sell the news, report it to the group headquarters, and send us a few crystal nuclei at most, but we can make a fortune by selling the news of the iron men in the Eastern Theater one by one." ”

The proposal was echoed by the rest of the team: "Boss, let's do it!" People have no windfall and no wealth, and horses have no night grass and no fat. We have to fight for whatever benefits we have to give. ”

"Yes, **** mother!"

"If they are unkind, don't blame us for being unjust."

The one-eyed dragon's only remaining eye, glanced at his subordinates, pondered for a long time, and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll sell the news tonight!" (To be continued.) )