Rise From Doomsday Chapter 9: , chaotic night

Two pieces of equipment, one is black mans shoes, and the other is bright silver hammer. They are all taken from the beard. Poorly he has two such good equipments. They hung up before they started. Really Wronged.

Things are good things, but Liu Wei'an already has the black mans shoes, and he doesn't use the bright silver hammer. It's not the same thing when an archer wields a big hammer. Therefore, they are all sold. When he went offline at night, Liu Wei'an counted, and the account balance became 11 gold coins, 78 silver coins, and 56 copper plates.

Turn over the serfs, sing, and let the cows become local tyrants overnight.

Go straight to the commercial street and bought a roast chicken and a roast duck, mobile phone, clothes, and a tablet computer. In other words, in this world, only food is the most precious, and roast chicken and roast duck account for more than half of the price. That night, the three of them had a full meal, their belly bulged, and Liu Weian lay lazily on the bed, only feeling that he had never eaten so full in his entire life. Looking at Zhao Xin with a smile, this girl looked like a kitten, licking and licking her bones, her pink tongue rolled up and down, very cute.

Zhao Nannan glanced at a large bag of things, including clothes, mobile phones, and said abruptly: "Is there any money?"

"A small profit."

"If you have money, just spend it like this?" Zhao Nannan's tone was flat, but Liu Wei'an faintly felt her displeasure.

"Otherwise?"

"Have you thought about the future?" Zhao Nannan stared at him.

"From now on, not just—" Liu Wei'an suddenly stopped talking, because he didn't know how to go on. From being taken out of the orphanage by the dean, from inexplicably committing crimes to others, cosmic pirates, chaos, escape, Playing games, struggling...Along the way, basically struggling to live, he hasn't really thought about what it will be like in the future, and actually has no time to think about it. If it weren't for the sudden improvement in these two days, I would have fallen asleep tired at this time. Sleeping needs to race against time, there is no time to think about things.

"This is a slave area, you have to find a way to escape from this place." Zhao Nannan said solemnly.

"How to escape?" Liu Wei'an moved in his heart. The slave area was too chaotic and precarious, and it was indeed not suitable for long-term living.

"I don't know." Zhao Nannan glanced up at Liu Wei'an's disappointed expression, and slowly said: "In this world, there is nothing that power and money can't do. Quan you have no hope, but--" Zhao Nannan glanced over the big bag containing the mobile phone and clothes, and did not go on.

Liu Wei'an's eyes lit up, and there were some vague thoughts in his mind.

"In the future, if it's not necessary, buy these things as little as possible, as long as you have energy tubes." Zhao Nannan said softly.

"Do you think Zhao Xin knows nothing when he grows up?" Liu Wei'an handed the tablet to Zhao Xin.

Zhao Nannan was speechless, and was stunned for a long while, a deep sorrow that couldn't be resolved in his eyes.

"Sleep!"

The lights are off!

Zhao Nannan’s mother and daughter rustled up onto the upper bunk, but Liu Wei’an opened his eyes and couldn’t fall asleep. From now on? What will it look like from now on? Target? ideal? Be an official? Be a big local tyrant? Still...

Tossing over, opening my eyes for a while, closing my eyes for a while, somehow thinking of my parents again, who are their parents? Why do you have to abandon yourself and put yourself in an orphanage? Is there a last resort? Still don't like yourself? Are your parents still there? Is it in a corner of the planet or has passed away?

Fuzzy, Liu Wei'an fell asleep. He had a dream. He dreamed that he made a lot of money. He could connect gold coins to circle Mars for several times. Then he became a high official again. The head of the empire waved Fang Qiu and moved his fingers, and countless people fell on their heads. There were groups of wives and concubines in the harem, and thousands of people surrendered under their feet. Inside the hall, he was alone, naked. Suddenly, the sound of hissing, the collision of swords, and the screams of screams were practiced outside the hall. It was extremely fierce, and a cold wind blew, and a woman in white clothes fluttered out of thin air. Now, holding a sword dripping with blood in his hand, it floated towards him.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?" Liu Wei'an was horrified to find that he was not only speechless, but also motionless. He watched the woman approach, and the chill from Jianfeng stimulated the hair on his skin. Stand up.

"Ah--"

Liu Wei'an awakened with a roar, and when the sharp sword pierced the heart and the blood burst, he saw the woman's face clearly, it turned out to be Zhao Nannan. Touched his back, it was all in cold sweat.

Why do you want to kill me, girl? Liu Wei'an shook his head fiercely, and suddenly realized something was wrong, why was there still a killing cry? Isn't it awake already? Is it still in a dream?

The sound of fierce footsteps came from outside, followed by a few curses and curses. A group of people appeared outside the door, and then one screamed: "Smash!"

Boom!

The big iron door trembled fiercely, and a huge sound echoed in this small basement room, as terrifying as thunder. The upper bunk was made by Zhao Xin's horrified cry. However, as soon as the sound was made, it was covered by Zhao Nannan. She closed her mouth and her body was shaking.

Touch, touch, touch...

The people outside smashed the big iron gate frantically, smashed and smashed, mixed with countless curses and curses.

"...We are exposed to the cold outside, but these people live in warm houses and eat fragrant bread..."

"...smash me, smash hard, smash this door..."

"...Kill them, grab their food..."

"...We want to eat, we want freedom, we want a house, we want clothes..."

……

Slave riots!

Liu Wei'an understood what was going on in an instant, and his holding heart relaxed a little, as long as it wasn't a rebel or a robber. The rebels and robbers have regular weapons. Wherever they appear, corpses are everywhere, and there is basically no living thing. The slave armies are different. They are weak in physique and have simple weapons. Most of them are wooden planks and stones. They have very few iron weapons. Although they are terrible, their lethality is far less than that of rebels and robbers.

In this area, because of historical problems and living environment problems, slave riots will occur every once in a while, sometimes for half a month, sometimes for five days, and often for three days. The scope is also large and small. When it is large, hundreds of thousands of people will participate. However, most of the time it is a small riot of 10,000 or 20,000. After all, it is very expensive to walk around the streets in the cold at night. Regarding physical strength, Liu Wei'an raised his mind again when he thought of this. Although slave riots were frequent, there were very few cases of daring to attack the house. .

He also heard about the incidents of the poor living in the periphery being killed by shocks, but he only heard that it was the first time he really encountered them. There was a violent crash and murderous curses. A short distance away, Liu Weian's palms were full of cold sweat, and he glanced left and right. There was nothing in the room, nothing that could be used as a weapon.

Touch——

There was a recess in the center of the big iron door. It was about the size of a human head. It seemed to be caused by rocks. The whole room seemed to shake.

When the people outside saw the iron gate deformed, they became more excited, wailed and smashed harder. There was a faint scream in the distance, and there was no need to think about it to know that someone was unlucky.

The corridors of the entire building are crowded with unclothed slaves, holding simple weapons, smashing all visible objects, trash cans, light bulbs, windows...

Touch——

The scope of the iron gate's deformation became larger and larger, and Liu Wei'an's heart became tighter and tighter, with his fists clenched tightly, thinking in his heart how to fight back after breaking the door, and kill as many people as possible. When you die, you won’t suffer. Faced with starving slaves, there is no reason to say that they will kill everyone in the room and steal everything, just like a locust crossing the border.

The door bolt has been severely deformed. The gap between the door leaf and the door frame is expanding, and the light of fire penetrates through the gap. Liu Wei'an squinted his eyes and can clearly see the situation outside. Dozens of slaves huddled together, hands Holding stones and a wooden stick full of nails, gritted his teeth ~ IndoMTL.com ~ with a crazy expression, there is no fear or fear in his eyes.

It’s also fortunate that they are so crowded that they have squeezed the originally small space so that they can’t let go of their hands and feet. Otherwise, although the big iron gate is hard, it may not be able to resist a few blows. However, this is the case. Under the frenzied attack of the slaves, the big iron gate also reached the point of destruction.

No accident, at most two blows, the big iron gate will be smashed open, Liu Wei'an arched his body like a cheetah, with his fists clenched and ready to go.

Touch!

The iron gate trembled fiercely, and the gap became wider, so that fingers could be inserted into it. At this critical moment, gunshots came from outside.

The police or the troops are here.

Then the screams sounded in a film, followed by the impact of the slaves fearing death, but within five seconds of the impact, everyone was killed and wounded. Looking at the corpses everywhere, the madness in the eyes of the slaves behind disappeared. , Started to be afraid, yelled, and started to run away, coming fast, going fast, and the tide receded like the tide.

The gunshots went away quickly, and the police were pursuing them until they drove the slaves out of the area before returning.

About half an hour later, the police came back one after another, patrolling the street, using a loudspeaker to notify that there was no danger, only then did Liu Wei'an open the crumbling iron door, and there were all traces of smashing outside. He went up the steps and walked outside. , I immediately saw a few corpses. The blood stained the ground red, and his eyes swept away. The corpses began to grow, one in the east and one in the west. In some places, five or six were layered on top of each other. The blood flowed into a stream. Under the night, it is like ink.

The whole building was destroyed in a disastrous manner. Every household was smashed, the iron doors were all deformed, and the windows were almost intact. The doors of several houses were open, and there were several corpses lying in them, and there was no sound.

Liu Wei'an didn't mind to look again, and quickly returned to the basement. At this moment, the desire to escape from the slave area was particularly strong.