Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 681: Improve

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When Zhou Qingfeng returns from Wasteland, the entire underground parking lot is empty. The 33 parts of the corpse that had been covered on the ground disappeared, leaving only a lot of blood. However, there is a full set of car washing equipment. Use a high-pressure water gun with cleaning agent to wash towards the ground, and soon wash the blood into the sewer.

Spray a lot of air freshener, everything is perfect.

There are also guns and ammunition, credit cards, mobile phones, a lot of cash and documents in the parking lot. Zhou Qingfeng brought some mobile phones, cash and weapons, and left in the original Dodge, leaving only a ghostly deserted murderous scene.

More than 30 people have died, and the stronghold of gangster in the neighborhood has been destroyed, which is equivalent to helping the local police and residents clear a lot of living obstacles. In this way, half of the gangsters in Kaiwood were cleaned up.

When Zhou Qingfeng violently took a street ruffian into the gangster stronghold, although many people saw it. But the cowardly resident can hide when he encounters this kind of thing, occasionally glance at a distance, and never get close to cause trouble for himself.

And then it quickly became dark, and the entire Kaiwood neighborhood was dead. Residents follow an iron rule: don't go out when it's dark.

When Zhou Qingfeng came out of the underground parking lot, no one noticed what happened in that gangster nest? As for people who are relatively close to hear the sound of gunshots, the doors and windows are closed tightly, as if they did not hear.

Zhou Qingfeng drove back to the apartment, and the old black lady who managed the apartment was already asleep. But when she heard someone driving back, she still got up and looked out of the door.

"Hi ..., Mr. Hugo, are you okay?" As the Zhou Qingfeng whistleed past the ruined corridor of the apartment, the old black lady quickly opened the half-pulling room door and asked.

"I'm pretty good, thank you." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, it was really easy.

"How are those little ruffians?" The old black lady was most concerned about this. She originally wanted to ask, "How did little ruffians treat you", think about it Zhou Qingfeng There is no need to worry about the scene where the villains are escorted Zhou Qingfeng .

Zhou Qingfeng waved their hands and organized a speech saying, "Oh ... that's all young people who are not involved in the world. I educated them to let them know how important it is to care for the world and respect God. They all wept bitterly and expressed remorse, and then decided to reinvent themselves ... "

After listening to it for a long time, the old black lady nodded, but shook her head again and said, "I do n’t think there is a possibility that these villains will be changed. God will not forgive them. Mr. Hugo, they will sooner or later. You will be retaliated, you have to be careful. "

It ’s said that the West is a religious world. If young people make mistakes, God will forgive them. China ’s public knowledge is so publicized, but for Mao you do n’t speak according to the routine?

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head embarrassingly, "Uh ..., I think they are determined to change this time and should not be in trouble."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

The old black lady nodded again, but she didn't believe it at all.

"Oh, right! Is Natasha back?" Zhou Qingfeng continued to ask.

"Natasha is usually closed in the morning, going out for shopping activities in the afternoon, and working at night. If you want to find her, you have to wait for tomorrow."

"Thank you."

After the good night, the two returned to their rooms and rested. Zhou Qingfeng is going to sleep, but the old black lady is still worried, fearing that the street ruffians will come back to destroy. Think of the brutal beating they suffered during the day. Anything to kill or set fire during revenge can happen.

I did n’t sleep all night, and the old black lady holding a shotgun sat on a rocking chair in her room for one night. So prepared to deal with anything in horror, but the fart thing actually did not happen. Until dawn, she dressed and pushed open the iron door of the apartment and looked towards the street, still found nothing.

This night is so quiet! When did the street villains become so kind?

Be aware that the night in the black community is always noisy, and all kinds of energetic villains and hooligans like to make trouble at this time. They dare not go to the wealthy areas with plenty of police force, and can only harm their peers in the black areas. This is why people are reluctant to go out in the middle of the night.

And over time, the sky brightens. Various office workers are busy starting to work, and there are still many people in the block who need to go out early. The old black lady stood in a daze at the door of the apartment, greeting the people who were out nearby.

"Hi Pedro, did you sleep last night?"

"Ah, good morning, Mrs. Joy. Last night was really a rare and quiet night. I haven't enjoyed such a good sleep in a long time."

"The same is true, it was really quiet last night. The little cubs rarely made trouble. Hi, Maria, did you see the George guy when you delivered the goods in the morning?"

"I don't know, I didn't seem to see it. What if I saw it? They stole a carton of beer from my shop yesterday and injured my son. I cursed the **** to go to hell."

"The guys really should go to hell. Hi ..., Officer Martin, good morning! Yesterday everything was normal, a rare and peaceful night."

"Yeah, there was n’t an alarm call in your block last night, which is really amazing. I hope this will happen every day in the future."

"Ha Ha Ha ..., I hope nobody will call the police in the future."

The old black lady said hello to people of all colors, but she was getting more and more excited. No one had noticed anything special about the block, but she had determined that a magical event had happened.

"Aren't all the little ruffians who are supposed to go to **** dead?" The old black lady absolutely didn't believe in Zhou Qingfeng's, and she didn't realize that the gangster members of the block would be changed.

But when she said this to herself, several street villains popped up from the corner.

"Damn, I'm too happy. I really shouldn't believe that Chinese kid." The old black lady had walked a little far from the apartment to feel the environment without street ruffians, and now she was dangling I can't escape if I want to escape.

"Hi, Mrs. Joey, I have a question to ask you." An old villain stopped the old black lady, "A Chinese came to your apartment?"

"Ah ...? Yes."

"I heard that he packed up George alone?"

"At least a hundred people saw it on the street, why are you asking me?"

"Will he Kong-Fu?"

"Of course, very powerful."

In just a few words, the old black lady suddenly became more courageous and loud.

"Aren't he afraid of guns?" another villain asked in surprise.

"Of course not afraid, Chinese people can grab bullets with their hands."

"This is impossible."

"What is impossible, I saw it with my own eyes. Did n’t you watch the Kung Fu Panda? He is as powerful as in the cartoon."

This joke is not funny at all!

Looking at what the old black lady said firmly, a few street villains tried to laugh but couldn't laugh. Since last night, they have found that half of their associates can't be reached—the world evaporates without a trace.

This feeling is terrifying, okay!

As the thug street villain shivered, the old black lady was almost excited to shout. She returned to the apartment she managed with her hands and feet dancing, still imitating the fight of Bruce Lee.

The Chinese kid looks great!

At this moment, a tired Helena drove back to the apartment and saw the old lady saying hello: "Good morning, Mrs. Joey, you look very good today."

"Good morning, Natasha. Ah ..., I just want to find you something."

"Could you please keep it short, I have been working all night and now I just want to sleep."

“This is the case. In view of the recent substantial improvement in the security situation of this block, and considering the convenient transportation around, complete supporting facilities, and elegant environment, it is very suitable for high-end business people to live. Although I like you very much, but ...”

"Oh my god! Mrs. Joey, I ’m really sleepy now. If you have any trouble, please speak directly."

"..., I plan to increase rent next month."

"Oh ... Damn it!" (To be continued.)