Rise From Doomsday Chapter 77: , expansion
76 kilometers west of Times Square, there is a garbage mountain, which is slightly smaller than Times Square, but has a large number of people, almost 500 people. The leader is a bald man with a long waist and a round waist in the slave area. , There are not many people who can eat such a strong person. They are as powerful as an ox. This mountain of garbage was beaten down with his fist.
It was early that day, with a roar, and a rear eight-wheeler suddenly appeared on his site, and the slave who had just gotten up immediately yelled.
"Call the boss, car, car, car."
"Knock it down, hit it down, don't let it go."
"This is a good thing, only Times Square has a radius of a hundred miles."
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The bald head had heard the roar of the car a long time ago, and before they shouted, they had rushed out like a whirlwind, followed by a group of younger brothers with iron bars, iron rods, hammers, and wrenches in their hands. Although the physique is thin, but the momentum is strong, in this place, if you behave too weakly, you will be eaten without bones.
It's a bit of a sense of poverty and evil.
"Master was still thinking about going back to Times Square and robbing a car, but he didn't expect someone to bring it to the door automatically, haha, haha, what is this, pie in the sky." The bald head laughed, then smiled. After receiving it, he said fiercely: "Encircle me, if you let it run away, I will take your skin off."
"Boss, this truck seems to belong to Times Square." A slave who had been to Times Square to apply for a job once saw this car.
"Fart, it’s mine when I get here. What does it have to do with Times Square? The site belongs to me, and the things on the site are naturally my grandfather." The bald head reprimanded and yelled at the heavy truck: "The little bunny inside. Come out quickly for Grandpa, present your car, and spare you not to die."
Behind the heavy truck, the covered tarp was lifted, and five or six sturdy men jumped out of the car. When they saw their bald heads, they were a little moved. These slaves had meat on them, at least more than 120 kilograms, and they were four or five hundred people. , I can’t pick out a few such strong people, and see how a few people jump off with agility. They are superior slaves. If they are slightly trained, they will not be under him. He has already thought about bringing these people together with the truck. Stay together. However, this thought just arose, and as the last person jumped down, his face changed drastically.
Boom!
After the man landed, he made a loud noise, like a rock falling to the ground. Looking at this person, everyone changed color. The slaves' eyes straightened.
"Is this a giant?"
The last man who came down was a giant man measuring about two meters and three meters. His muscles swelled. You can clearly see the squirming muscles on the arms and thighs under the clothes, and one arm is three points thicker than the thigh of an ordinary person. The lion Leopard eyes, wild looks, this person is not someone else, but an elephant.
I saw the elephant’s eyes kicked and roared in a thunderous voice: "Listen, this site will be in Times Square from now on. The obedient will have food to eat, and the disobedient will be killed."
The surrounding slaves were stunned when they heard it. These words were straightforward. The few slaves who were closer couldn't help but step back two steps, the sound was too loud, and their ears buzzed.
"It turns out that I saw Laozi's site, so I have to ask the uncle's fist to answer." The bald face changed, and his face was savage. With his footsteps, a deep pit appeared on the ground, and his body was like a cannonball shooting at the big Elephant, the fist gleamed slightly with red light, and the terrible high temperature spread in the air.
Boom!
No one could see exactly what was going on, but after a loud noise, I saw the bald head that rushed up and flew out, faster than when it came, and flew out more than 20 meters with a swish, pop, He fell to the ground and slid out five or six meters before stopping, and stayed motionless. All the slaves stared blankly, waiting for their bald heads to stand up again.
For 5 seconds, 10 seconds, the bald head was lying on his stomach quietly, without any reaction. A slave in Times Square couldn't help but rushed over to check. After only one glance, he turned to look at the elephant, and said helplessly: "Master Elephant, killed."
As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding slaves were in an uproar.
The elephant was at a loss when he heard the words, as if a child who had done something wrong, said innocently: "I just punched him very lightly. I don't know how he can't help but beat him."
All the slaves around showed fearful expressions. Many people have already stepped back. The inspecting slave rolled his eyes helplessly, and secretly said that you don't want to think about your strength, and your light punch is a huge amount of strength to others. However, he did not dare to blame the elephant, and comforted: "If you kill you, kill it. Then tell the son that this person is disobedient."
"You are interesting." The elephant grinned.
The slaves around finally couldn't help but turned around and ran. Upon seeing this, the elephant shouted angrily, as if a divine thunder fell from the sky.
"No running."
Nevertheless, after hearing this, the slave not only didn't stop, but ran faster. The elephant was furious and rushed for two steps. His steps were big, and two steps were several steps higher than others. He grabbed a slave who fell behind, grabbed his right foot with one hand, and his left foot with the other, gently exerting force.
The slave only had time to let out a horrified cry and was torn in half. His intestines and internal organs fell on the ground, steaming, and splashing blood was spilled on the elephant’s face and body, letting you watch He got up like a demon coming out of hell, and the slaves ran faster when they saw him chasing him.
"Elephant, don't chase." One of the six Times Square slaves who followed shouted at the elephant, "They can't run away."
An hour later, this garbage mountain became the site of Times Square. After so much time wasted, it wasn't that someone resisted. No one resisted from start to finish. It's just that these slaves were hidden and all the time was spent on finding people.
Times Square, on the east side, 80 miles, there is also a force with more than three hundred people. Although it is the least populated nearby, it is the most powerful force. They control three garbage mountains. There are no women, children and children, and only strong slaves. Therefore, these more than 300 people are very strong, compared to the common slaves who weighed only 70-80 catties, these people over 100 catties are big men.
A truck also appeared here. Unlike the arrogant bald head, they recognized the truck as Times Square at a glance. The team was led by an unhealed spider.
When the spider announced that it was owned by Times Square, three hundred people laughed mockingly, and the spider was also laughing, and they were laughing very happily. However, he laughed for the shortest time. When the others were still laughing, he closed his smile and said murderously: "Surround yourself, those who are disobedient, shoot them on the spot."
The tarp of the truck was lifted, and more than 20 agile slaves jumped out of the car and quickly surrounded the more than 300 people. The calls of more than 300 people stopped abruptly, and they stopped suddenly, like His neck was stuck. Everyone's expressions were very ugly, as if they had eaten a dead fly.
Naturally, a mere two dozen people are not in their eyes, but if it is more than two dozen people with guns and live ammunition, then the situation is completely different. They are all submachine guns, and even more **** are these slaves. Wearing a large cap on their head, body armor, and embarrassing hiking shoes on their feet, everyone's complexion became ashen when they saw the grenade hanging from their waists.
"Who has any comments?" The spider asked three times, no one spoke, more than 300 people, very quiet.
"Do you know what this is?" The spider pointed to one of the bosses in a relaxed voice.
The boss being pointed at was unknown at first, so when he looked down and saw the red dot on his body, his face changed a lot, even if he hadn't seen it, he had heard of it. The famous sniper. Other people's eyes fell on this red dot, and the already ugly face was a bit ugly again.
"Kneel and surrender, or die." The spider yelled loudly, but immediately changed the conversation, "Of course, you can also choose to resist."
When the first person took the lead and knelt down, the spider smiled.
On the south side of Times Square, there is also a force guarding two garbage mountains. The leader is Alai. However, everyone gave him a nickname ~IndoMTL.com~ which is a cockroach, because the cockroach has strong vitality. refuses to die.
Alai has nowhere to go, plus being rescued by Liu Wei'an, he joined Times Square with a grateful heart. In fact, he himself admits that there is a future with Times Square. There is water and food, and the most important thing is that there is a future. Make money. His deterrence was not as good as an elephant, and his methods were not as good as a spider. It took one party to complete the task and more than a hundred people died. Fortunately, although the process was a bit twisted, the result was good.
There is really no reason for failure in Times Square.
The Woolly Monkey took down a force, the lion personally led the team, and the soldiers took one without blood. Within a day, the territory within a radius of three hundred miles was all in the hands of Times Square.
Liu Wei’an re-signed a contract with Zhao Kangcheng, paid 10 million copper plates, and bought two sets of equipment. The equipment was a set of 10 million copper plates. He owed a set of money and promised one month. Pay off within. On the one hand, Zhao Kangcheng believed in him, and on the other hand, he did not believe that he would not be able to afford it even if he had given out 20 million copper plates in a row.
This is actually related to Liu Wei’an’s style. When other people buy equipment, they pay a deposit first. The equipment is installed and the balance is paid after delivery. With such trust in Kangcheng, Zhao Kangcheng would naturally retaliate.
In addition, food and medicine, just these two, have squandered all the copper plates earned in Times Square during this period. I originally wanted to buy some daily necessities, but I was out of money.
When Liu Wei'an got everything done and returned, the people who cleaned the battlefield in the war zone also came back, bringing back an unexpected and happy message. The tank was not dead. The armored car killed at least three enemies. The tank of the armored vehicle is still alive. It's just that the situation is a bit bad. When Liu Weian saw the tank, he knew how bad it was.