Martial Arts Master Chapter 71: War chaos 0 state
Out of the Golden Valle Bar, Lou Cheng did not go directly to San Jose Avenue. For Lin Que’s matter, he ran all the way, but did not enter the water. At this time, his mouth was dry and his stomach rang, although he did not lose the battle. Power, but the state is definitely not at the top, and the next goal is quite strange. There may be any danger hidden, and you must be fully prepared!
Looking at the darkening sky, he condensed a block of ice crystal, stuffed it into his mouth, and melted it with his tongue, which was cold and refreshing, and moist.
"According to the map given by the military, there should be a small food market nearby, open from 6 to 8..." Lou Cheng muttered to himself, and slowly scanned the surroundings, but found no restaurants, even the whole There are no more than five shops still open on the main street.
He didn't look back for Vega, followed his memory, and occasionally looked at the picture, and walked around a ruin that seemed to have been bombed by a plane.
The twilight of the evening is here, and the shadows in the hidden place are blurred.
The stall owners came from all directions one after another, each occupying a well-divided position. They were fully armed and loaded with guns, for fear of encountering customers' danger.
Lou Cheng looked very hard and saw compressed biscuits, small sachets of flour, and canned food with Chinese characters.
"Can you give me two cans of beef?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with messy hair and well-rounded facial features jumped over the building and walked to a bearded stall owner. She stared at " The look in the "tin box" is like a hungry wolf finally found its prey, he is reluctant to move half a minute away, hearing it from the stairs, it is not difficult to detect the sound of swallowing saliva.
The stall owner took a look at her and said with a grin in crappy English:
"As long as you have Chinese or U.S. banknotes, or gold or guns."
"I don't have..." The girl's voice lowered, and then she seemed to have made some determination, "I, I can sleep with you, as long as two cans, beef..."
The stall owner looked her up and down a few times, and finally said: "Okay, but you have to wait till the end."
"Yes, can you give me one first?" the girl asked eagerly.
"Come to my side." The stall owner pointed to his side, "You have to stay with me for two days!"
"Good, good!" The girl walked around and took an open can with her eyes shining brightly. She knelt down and sat down without taking a knife and fork. She stretched out her hand to grab a piece of greasy beef and stuffed it into her mouth. Gobbled it up, while the stall owner patted her chest and buttocks as if weighing the goods, and nodded in satisfaction.
Seeing this scene, Lou Cheng couldn't help but think of several cousins, Qi Yunfei, Chen Xiaoxiao and Ma Xi. They are about the same age as the girls in front of them. They are walking around the campus, busy with their studies, worrying about losing weight or doing homework. Still copy homework, drink soy milk or milk for breakfast, love me or not love me and so on.
For a while, Lou Cheng's mood fluctuated, as if something was stuck in his throat.
He retracted his gaze, changed his booth, and said in a low voice:
"Give me ten cans, twenty bags of compressed biscuits, and..."
The stall owner was stunned for a few seconds, then silently took out a silly calculator and pressed it for a long time to get the answer.
Lou Cheng doesn't like similar items in China. He doesn't know the normal price, but I believe there will be at least a five-fold or even ten-fold increase here.
He took out his wallet, emptied the bills, and divided a little bit of the gold from the military before paying the bill.
Receiving the food wrapped in the old newspaper, he casually removed a non-self-heating canned beef, waiting to enjoy it, but he heard the stall owner kindly reminded:
"Think of a way to freeze this canned food to make it more delicious. The jelly made from the gravy, slurp... The Kingvale Bar on Tutans Street has a refrigerator and its own generator, which can be borrowed for a small fee. ……"
While speaking, the stall owner couldn't help licking his lower lip.
Lou Cheng nodded slowly, holding the old newspaper with the rest of the food in one hand, **** frost in the other hand, and quickly frozen the can.
His wrist shook, and a piece of beef and the jelly condensed from juice rose into the sky and flew into his mouth.
Not bad... Lou Cheng chewed and turned and left.
The stall owner was silly there, starting with the cold air around the can.
He is not an ignorant poor man who has access to food, he naturally knows what this means!
This, this is the strong one among the strong!
This kind of character comes to the market, who dares to collect their money? They won't be conscious of paying!
This is the rule of Tines, the general rule!
After a long time, he looked at the back of Wangloucheng, and then at his booth, filled with joy.
On the edge of the ruins, he randomly found half of the wall and sat down, Lou Cheng ate without wasting time.
When there were only two cans left, five bags of compressed biscuits, and three bottles of drinking water, he repacked them and walked outside the trading market. Along the way, he saw many children staring at pedestrians, revealing The look of prayer, hoping to get a little food.
Lou Cheng sighed secretly, and threw the rest of the food to different children. He didn't look at their surprised look, and didn't care about the disputes that arose.
This is the war zone.
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172 San Jose Avenue.
There are old bullet marks at the entrance, and the nearby glass windows are mostly damaged. The floor is filled with pockets, stepping on the mottled stairs, step by step, and the posture is calm and relaxed, as if invited to come. Visitors.
His "Ice Heart" has ended, and his spirit is naturally sensitive to the situation of the ten meters around his body. For those who are strong in the outside world, after piercing the world, the spirit will definitely mutate and the coverage will become wider. Similar abilities are common characteristics, but Those who practice "Deep Enemy Bingxin" will have a clearer effect and a larger range.
When passing by the fifth floor, Lou Cheng did not stop and continued to board, but it was this "pass by", and the scene of the walls and the room was reflected in his heart lake:
Tattered sofas, tables with all kinds of empty cans, many of which have not been lost for a long time and have grown hair...
No one was in... Lou Cheng nodded thoughtfully. After a round on the sixth floor, he returned to the ground floor, came to the opposite side, leaned in the shadow, and stared at the entrance.
It was already night, and the streets without street lights were full of darkness. Only the apartments on both sides were lit by candlelight.
If you are in China, on such a street, there are at least two barbecue shops, one sells lo-mei, one cooks fried rice, and one 24-hour supermarket...there must be tables on the roadside, full of fragrance and wine. Bottles stand side by side... Oh, I can’t see such a scene now. After all, for the sake of environmental protection, for the sake of a green and clean world, there are at most twenty-four hours left in the supermarket... The building is leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. It is associated with the desertedness and run-down around.
The same sky, but two kinds of life.
I don't know how long he has passed, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he saw the mysterious strong man in the video return. He was wearing a black windbreaker, his face showed no expression, and his green eyes were like beasts.
Watching the other party enter No.172~IndoMTL.com~ Lou Cheng didn't rush to follow up. He waited for a while before stretching his bones and going there.
At this moment, the mysterious, blond and strong man came down again and walked to the other side of the street.
Lou Chengbing's heart is clear, and his spirit spreads. After several tens of meters, he hung the opponent with his hands in his pockets, and used the secret cultivation method.
Turn left, go straight, go around right, the blond mysterious strong man seems to be unaware of it, and there is nothing unusual.
Ten minutes later, he came to a ruin located on the outskirts of the city. Here you can vaguely see the appearance of the factory, the building collapsed, and the steel split.
Suddenly, the mysterious, blond and blue-eyed man turned around like a whirlwind, and cast his icy eyes on Lou Cheng, locking him in.
He can detect this? Sure enough, it was a little weird... Lou Cheng thought calmly.
Wow! Whoosh! Two people jumped down on the second floor of the factory ruins, one with dark skin, short head, black hair and black eyes, one with pale yellow eyebrows and one-eyed pale blue.
They may dissolve in the night, or muscle masses, they may not look the same, but they have similar temperaments, the same temperament as the blond and mysterious powerhouse!
Rigid and rigid, not flexible enough, weird and crooked!
The blond and blue-eyed strong man saw his companion blocking Lou Cheng's retreat, and said in a slight ups and downs in his tone:
"Abominable and troublesome stalker."
After finishing speaking, he looked at the two companions and continued to say in an uninflated voice:
"The response speed of the Tínéz security police is 30 minutes, the city defense team is 15 minutes, and the strong nearby is 5 minutes."
"Number four, number six, end the battle in five minutes."
Number four, number six? Lou Cheng frowned slightly and raised his right hand from his trouser pocket, with the remaining coin between his fingers.
Zheng!
The coin was shot high into the sky by him.
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