"ha?"

Zheng Tian was stunned for a few seconds before slowly coming back to her senses.

She finally recalled how enthusiastic Mada Fu was when he sent Ren Zhong out the night before, and she suddenly realized.

Hi! Really, why should I be panicking?

I don't have to worry about the affairs of the king of connections.

I was so scared that I almost thought he was as angry as Wen Lei.

He had already thought about his options before taking action on feelings.

Since Ren Zhong did not go out hunting with his team this time, everyone had not had time to see his masterful demeanor in defeating Tian Banzi.

Zheng Tian's brainstorming came a little slowly, and its intensity also weakened, but it was late but arrived.

While several people were discussing, the hunter roared over.

Several people quickly retreated to the side and watched the hunter skillfully open the lid, take out the goods and leave.

After it was over, the Hunter didn't directly take off. Instead, it only raised the altitude slightly and went to the other side of the alley. It seemed that someone had just died there, so it could be busy.

After the hunter left, Wen Lei was reluctantly dragged away by Zheng Tian.

Ren Zhong was not in a hurry to leave, thinking that he had killed people anyway, so it would be unreasonable not to touch the bodies.

He leaned over and pulled off the temporary watch on the right hand of the strong man named Huang, put it on his left hand, and tried to read the wealth balance.

Yes, there is a password, which is a pity.

"Brother, I know his password."

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked man opposite the door walked out of the door at some point and stood in front of Ren Zhong and said.

One of his feet happened to step on Tianling Gai, a strong man named Huang who had been thrown to the ground by the hunter.

At this time, he lifted his toes, as if rubbing phlegm on the ground, whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Ren Zhong narrowed his eyes, "You even know the password? Are you accomplices?"

"How is that possible! Brother, you don't look like me either!"

Ren nodded, "Isn't it true that you wanted to help her before?"

Ren Zhong pointed at the girl who was still lying beside her, completely frightened.

Ren Zhong thought to himself, this man looks hateful, but his mind is not completely rotten.

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man sighed, and then gave a thumbs up, "Hey, brother, you have such a sharp eye, you can see through me at a glance."

"Stop playing tricks and get down to business. Tell me, what is his password and how did you know it?"

Before the guards came, Ren Zhong, the gangster who committed crimes on the street, started interrogating people.

The sharp-mouthed monkey rolled his eyes, "He and I grew up together. When we first started scavenging when we were teenagers, we told each other our passwords. We agreed that if one person dies, the other person can continue to use the dead person.

The money will not be collected in vain."

"Then you should be brothers who died. Do you really not want to avenge him?"

"I just want him to die."

"Oh? What should I say?"

"I have never had any professional talent. I have been a scavenger for half my life, and I am just a useless person who relies on hard work to survive. He is different. He tested the brain-computer synchronization rate last year, and then began to prepare to become a mecha warrior.

Then...he is short of money, so I don’t need to say more about the rest, right? Brother, where do you look at my clothes? And my ribs."

Ren Zhong asked curiously: "Then why didn't he kill you?"

The pointed-mouthed monkey-cheeked man shrugged, "Because I'm a coward. If he wants me to go east, I won't go west. I even give him money from time to time, so how could he be willing to kill me."

Ren Zhong asked again: "Then how do you know he didn't change his password?"

"He said he changed it. But I don't think so, because changing the password requires 10 contribution points. He didn't even save enough money to buy a first-level exoskeleton, so how could he waste such money. He knew I didn't have the guts to touch him.

"

Ren Zhong: "That's true."

"Then let me try it. Anyway, there is no loss if I am wrong."

Ren Zhong: "How do you want to divide it?"

"I am 20%, you are 80%."

"good."

The transfer was completed, 61.2 points were credited, and the balance of Ren Zhong’s account became 429.11.

While the two were dividing the spoils, people from every house in the alley came out one after another and gathered around them.

At first, Ren Zhong thought these people were just here to eat, just like every time in the past.

Unexpectedly, he actually saw the light of excitement in the eyes of these low-level desolate people who were supposed to be indifferent.

"Dead? Is this bastard really dead?"

"Hahahahaha! He's dead! What a good death!"

"Fuck me!"

"Finally dead!"

The sharp-mouthed monkey cheek also happily kicked the Tianling Cap under his feet and kicked it into the crowd.

The crowd immediately started cheering, kicking each other, just like playing football, and one half-year-old child actually made an arc.

There were men and women hugging each other and crying, crying and talking at the same time, their grievances pouring out like a flood.

Ren Zhong pricked up his ears and listened for a few seconds to what the man and woman were crying about, and then he realized that the barely pretty woman had been taken advantage of by the strong man named Huang for a long time and then returned in disgrace.

Her man could only watch, squatting in the corner and crying, and had to prepare meals for the strong man named Huang.

Some people clasped their fists in their hands and looked up at the sky, saying only that God would open their eyes.

Others secretly looked at their duties with both gratitude and nervousness, muttering to themselves that evil people must be punished by evil people.

After listening to it for less than two minutes, Ren Zhong felt his scalp numb.

He felt that he was late.

This strong man surnamed Huang is basically a lingering nightmare for the poor people at the bottom of this street. To describe him as evil-doing is to praise him.

"First...thank you sir."

I don't know when, the girl first walked out of the room of the strong man named Huang, stood in front of Ren Zhong, lowered her head to express her gratitude.

The enemy is dead, but her face is still miserable.

Ren nodded, "Did you find any medicine in his room?"

"No...no. Really not. It should belong to you sir. I...I just want to borrow it from you."

Ren Zhong shook his head, "You are indeed stupid. So, just wait a moment..."

At this moment, a woman who looked about fifty or sixty years old, but was actually only in her thirties, ran over quickly with a frightened and alert look on her face, hugged the girl, and then yanked her away.

The old woman chanted like a mantra: "Let's go! Let's go quickly! I don't know anyone on this street. It's not safe."

The girl looked up blankly and struggled, "Mom, where is dad? How is it?"

"It's already dead. The hunters have been here before. Don't worry about it and leave quickly!"

"Ah? Ah!" After hearing this, the girl's body suddenly became weak and she stopped struggling.

Howling loudly echoed through the night sky.

Ren Zhong rubbed his nose, not knowing what to say.

If it was before, he would be extremely uncomfortable with this.

But he has been in the town for a long time and has seen a lot.

He wasn't numb, he was just passively used to it.

He also knows that things like this will happen again and again every day until the end of the world.

If you want to change the status quo, there is only one way, and that is to realize your ideals.

The road ahead is long and arduous, but nothing more than this.

A scorching white light suddenly shot out from a distance, and the howling wind sounded from far to near.

The noisy crowds on the street did not need to be warned. The instinct engraved deep in their souls told them to shut up quickly and hide under the eaves on both sides of the alley to make way for a passage.

A group of Qingqi, consisting of eight floating motorboats, filed in.

The shape of these motorboats is somewhat similar to those of Lin Wang's team, but they are larger, more flexible in travel and steering, and are painted in conspicuous silver-white.

Lin Wang's team's motorboat is painted blue, which has a certain camouflage effect in the wild where there are mostly blue plants, but the Guard has no need for it.

"Are you the murderer?"
To be continued...