A few days later.

A snowmobile stopped on a high slope, and looking down from the high slope, there was a base not far below.

The site looks dilapidated, the fence is broken, scaffolding is being erected in many places, and workers are up and down and repairs are underway.

The walls are mottled in color, and many places are pitch black, as if they have been exposed to war.

Inside the base, most of the two-story buildings are dark colors, and it seems that there is no plan, and the building layout can be described as 'messy'.

The sky above the building is densely covered with cables, pulling and pulling, and in some places the cables are like a mess, and there are many private wires that make the sky above the base seem to be shrouded in a black cloud.

"Can I find what I'm looking for in this place?"

On the motorcycle, Song Qiutang pulled up his sunglasses and looked at the base below with some suspicion.

Luo Yan in front said in his mask: "I don't know, but this 'Blizzard Base' is the closest base to us. ”

"Unless you want to go back to the chrysanthemum picking base, you can only try your luck here."

In the past few days, they have been going west along the Wu River, and Song Qiutang has used 'tide sound' to search for traces of strange fish.

It's a pity that there is no harvest.

Yesterday we had reached the end of the Wu River, and when we got there, the Wu River flowed into the Songjiang River.

The surface of the Songjiang River has frozen, and the water is still raging under the ice, and the river runs almost the entire Fenshui area.

The area through which the river flows is wide, and searching for the fish in Songjiang is a little better than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Luo Yan decisively changed his strategy.

He took Song Qiutang straight to the nearest base, hoping to find the right parts and tools to transform the 'tide sound' so that it could emit sound waves that attracted the Stygian fish.

The bike starts up and slides down the snowy slope to the blizzard base below.

After paying the poll tax, the two entered the base, parked their vehicles, and went deep into the base.

As soon as he entered the base, Song Qiutang frowned.

This is not to blame her, even Luo Yan can't stand the smell wafting in the air inside the base.

These smells are emitted by the garbage that can be found everywhere on the road, clogged drains, and a lot of filth.

Now it's winter, and it's covered with snow and ice, so the smell is still acceptable.

Luo Yan didn't dare to imagine that if it was in another season, this base would be surrounded by flies?

He had been to many places and seen many base camps, but none of the bases had as bad a sanitation as this one.

If it weren't for the mecha stationed in the base on the high slope, Luo Yan would have wondered which refugee camp he had gotten into.

It's daytime, and there are quite a few people coming in and out of the base, and in the streets and alleys full of slush and twisting, there are people in strange costumes at all times.

They wore masks, were unkempt, and carried guns or swords.

Without exception, these people have bad intentions, and they are constantly looking around like scavengers.

It seems that if you give them a chance, they will pounce at any moment.

This made Song Qiutang very insecure, so he unconsciously approached Luo Yan.

Luo Yan didn't feel uneasy because of these people's gaze, it was one thing to have bad intentions, and it was another thing to be able to take advantage of him.

What surprised Luo Yan was the disorder and chaos of this base, from the moment he entered the base, except for a team of personnel at the gate who looked like they should be on the base side.

So far, he has not seen any personnel from the base.

Even if there were three or five big men fighting each other on the road, even if there were pickpockets stealing valuables in the crowd, even if all kinds of disciplinary violations occurred in broad daylight, I didn't see the law enforcement officers at the base appear.

When Luo Yan and the others passed by an alleyway, several people who looked like adventurers on the surface were beating up a big man.

They kept kicking and beating around the big men, and some of them picked up sticks and smashed them, and soon the snow was splattered with specks of blood.

Luo Yan just glanced over there, and someone stared at Luo Yan with a fierce look in their eyes, as if they wanted to pull Luo Yan over and beat him together.

One of them raised his head and tilted his chin, his eyes extremely contemptuous and defiant.

Luo Yan glanced at the group of mad dogs lightly, didn't bother with them, and took Song Qiutang around the corner.

The buildings at this base are poorly planned and have a messy layout.

There is still a street in front, and when you turn a corner, the street becomes a small alley.

The arbitrary construction of small black buildings determines that the alley has no connection with the words flat and straight, and the width and direction of the alley depend on the location of the buildings on both sides.

Not long after Luo Yan and the others walked in, footsteps sounded behind them, and then someone shouted.

"Front, yes, it's the two of you."

"Stop."

"This is the territory of our 'Iron Wolf Society', if you want to pass through here, you must either pay taxes or consume."

Luo Yan turned around, it was the group of men who beat the big man just now, the person who spoke was wearing a red scarf, he was smoking a cigarette, and looked at Luo Yan with contempt.

Luo Yan said in a deep voice: "We have already paid taxes when we entered the base. ”

Red Scarf smiled: "That's for the base, not for us." ”

"You're already in, so you'll have to pay another poll tax."

"Or, at one of our bars."

He pointed to a nondescript bar not far from the alley ahead.

Luo Yan said indifferently: "No base is like this, I want to complain to the base management." ”

Red Scarf laughed: "Boy, it's the first time you've come to the 'Blizzard Base', and you're still thinking about complaining to the management." ”

"I'm telling you, the base management isn't going to be here."

"Even if you scream in your throat here, no one will come to your rescue."

Luo Yan let out an 'oh' sound, and he already had a plan in his heart.

Red Scarf continued: "Originally, if you get to know each other, take out the money and it's over. ”

"But I've changed my mind now."

"You two hand over all your belongings and work for our 'Iron Wolf Society' for another three years, then we will consider whether to let you join or let you go."

Luo Yan immediately took off his backpack and handed the red scarf: "Here." ”

"Count you in on the road."

The red scarf glanced at a bald head next to him, and the man walked over, and instead of taking his backpack, he grinned and reached out to take off Luo Yan's mask.

"God mysterious, what kind of mask do you wear......"

Because the bald head had his back to the red scarf, the red scarf only saw his hand stretched out, and suddenly screamed, not knowing what was happening.

In the next second, his subordinates flew back upside down and fell to their feet, and the red scarf saw that the bald hand was twisted and the bones were poked out, which was called a miserable.

At this time, he saw Luo Yan shake off his backpack and said, "Here it is for you, why don't you come and get it?" ”

The red scarf's expression suddenly became hideous: "Dare to trick me and kill them!" ”