West Street, walking into this place of death, almost as soon as you breathe in the air here, you can smell the thick smoke and bloody air that permeates every inch of the area.

It seems that even the scorching sun has become a little cold here at the moment, which makes people can't help but feel cold and goosebumps.

Although Hilbro belongs to a chaotic area that almost no one wants to manage, the movement of "burning" hundreds of people overnight is still a bit too big.

Therefore, a day later, even the officials who had never been too lazy to come here had to reluctantly send their men to investigate here.

Sergeant Schnett and his newly recruited subordinates, with unhappy faces, stopped at the location of the crime and slowly walked out of the belated car.

However, the sight in front of him almost made Schnett, who was about to put on a shelf, blush, and something seemed to suddenly rush up from his throat.

He didn't see anything strange, just hundreds of charred black corpses, unable to see human appearances, just lined up with a layer of dirty white cloth and presented in front of them in unison.

Schnett spat a mouthful of brownish-green spit on the ground, and the fact that he had spent a lot of money on a medium-rare steak at noon now made him even more uncomfortable.

"It's ......"

"It's all corpses...."

Schnett answered the questions of his entourage officers with a pale face, and by the way, he also thoughtfully answered other questions.

"Oh, by the way, the smell you are asking about now should be the smell of a corpse being roasted."

"Vomit......, vomit, cough!"

A flurry of vomiting rang out randomly across the land.

After a long time, the young police officer straightened up with a sallow face, and his eyes were full of horror and incredulity.

"So many people died?"

"These are all burned to death by fire?"

"Hmph, didn't you see it all, it's not a fire, is it someone who killed them and threw them into the fire, disguised as a fire?" Schneider asked rhetorically

"But this ......"

"No, but!"

Schnett interrupted the young man indifferently and continued.

"We're only here to deal with fire hazards, don't forget your mission, young man."

"Other questions, don't ask, don't say, I don't know anything, if you're interested, you can ask others yourself, but I suggest you do it!"

Schnett smiled meaningfully and patted the young officer on the shoulder.

"Let's go, let's go and see what information our forensic doctor has."

The two of them walked towards the forensic doctor in front of them, but the information they received from the forensic doctor's mouth remained largely unchanged.

"Burn marks were detected in their respiratory tracts due to the fire, so I judged that they were all burned to death by the fire because they didn't have time to escape."

The black forensic doctor in white spoke affirmatively, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

"Look, the case is closed, our investigation mission has been completed, and we can go back and continue our afternoon tea!"

Schnett turned around and spread his hands towards the young man, a hint of luck and fear flashing in his eyes.

"Let's go!"

Without waiting for the young man to speak, he hurried towards the place of the car.

This place is not suitable for staying long, just mess up, as long as it doesn't involve him, it doesn't matter how many people die here.

……

The next day, in an apartment house left behind by "moldy people", in a thick and heavy color TV set, a white female anchor was broadcasting the major news of recent days.

"Yesterday, a fire broke out on West Street, in the Hillbro neighbourhood of Johannesburg, resulting in the loss of hundreds of people.

After a preliminary investigation by the local department, it was found that the local firefighting facilities were not sound, which led to the fire at night, which led to the tragedy.

The Mayor of Fort Johannech, who is strongly concerned about this, said that awareness of fire prevention must be strengthened......."

"Click!"

"It's like a few ants died......"

The TV was turned off, and a quiet sigh rang out in the slightly modern room, and the gray glass screen showed Shen Sen's shadow.

His eyes were unwavering, as if in peacetime, he had heard a morning news that did not matter to him thousands of miles away.

Although hundreds of people died this time, in the eyes of many people, these hundreds of people may not have been as serious as the death of a few lions in the wild.

And Shen Sen, who single-handedly caused this "accident", didn't feel much at the moment.

In his eyes, the only value of these people may be death, and only death can redeem themselves.

It is not about good and evil, but about the war of one system and another, the defeated are crushed to pieces, and the living can move forward and move forward with new will and motivation.

Then again, if the gangsters of the Mold Nation Gang hadn't died, then he wouldn't have had the opportunity to occupy such a large block now, let alone inherit a lot of their resources.

West Street is not big, but it is not small, it has almost four stinky water streets, but it is countless times better than the previous stinky water street.

The streets are wide, the wooden houses are almost invisible, and most of them are modern buildings, although they are old and lack water and electricity supply, but some places can still allow Shen Sen to live a little modern life.

As for the other things, they were complicated and complicated, and the most useful thing was the little money and weapons left by the Mold Country Gang, which were directly seized by Shen Sen.

Although I didn't think about getting anything good from a small gang before, I found that this purchase was a bit profitable.

From the various safes and the rooms of the big and small bosses, a lot of gold and rough diamonds were found, as well as some banknotes.

Shen Sen estimated that these things were about 300,000 US dollars, which just alleviated his lack of funds.

As for the weapons that the moldy country gang relies on for a living, there are more than 500 guns of all kinds, and there are more than 500 miscellaneous guns, which can be regarded as a big gain.

In addition, the most important thing is that the area he now controls, West Street, can finally be called an area with a little value.

Now if you want to develop and accumulate resources in this world, you can be regarded as having a foothold.

Development is rising exponentially, especially in the period of resource accumulation, he wants to use the area of West Street to leverage the entire ninth district.

The thought flashed, Shen Sen pressed his mind and stood up.

With the slow transformation of his psionic energy, his broad back and stronger limbs made him look like a majestic mountain in the distance, which was desirable but fearful.

However, in the eyes of the people standing behind him at this moment, including Stone, Wilson, Carlro, and even the newcomer Gunther and others, there was a light of extreme fanaticism and pious worship.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go!"

"Follow Your Will ......"

As everyone responded, the black figure pressed heavily towards the bright world outside the door......