After getting Immortal Old Qiao's token, Yan Chong was ready to lead everyone on the bus.

No matter what, let them settle down in the Immortal Castle first.

It's not easy for these refugees. If they really don't have anything to eat, there are still some things in Yan Chong's ranch that can at least keep them going for a few more months.

"Who asked you to get in the car?" At this time, Stokes' voice came from the car again.

Yan Chong showed a smile and said humbly: "Didn't you already allow us to leave?"

"You guys can leave, but the cars can't," Stokes said.

Yan Chong: "???"

Why aren't we allowed to use the car we stole?

Do you want us to walk?

Immortal Old Qiao did not object to this.

Only then did Yan Chong realize that he was planning to turn them into refugees completely!

Gasoline Town is neither far nor close to the Immortal Castle.

Because these two places were completely established based on natural resources. The Immortal Castle has water sources, the Gasoline Town has oil wells, and even the roads were built later.

In these two places, driving at full speed, it would take an hour or two anyway, otherwise the Gasoline Town would not be disrupted, and Immortal Old Qiao and the others arrived belatedly.

If we estimate this way, the distance between the two places must be at least one hundred kilometers, or even more than one hundred kilometers.

You let us walk across on our legs?

You won’t have to leave for several days!

Whether you accept them or not, you see that these people have been displaced and most of their property has been burned. There are also many old, weak, sick and disabled people, as well as people injured in battles. You let them walk one or two hundred kilometers?

Although there are many people who make a living in the wasteland and rely entirely on walking to travel around, Yan Chong feels that this is a bit too much.

Yan Chong stood there upright, silently resisting Stokes' order, his whole body was like a sharp sword.

At this time, it was Wubu Snake who tried to persuade him: "They have more people, we have fewer people, and our weapons have been taken away. We will really suffer in a fight!"

Although a good man never suffers immediate losses, Yan Chong still felt very uncomfortable.

Sometimes, if you lick too hard, the other person won't treat you as a human being.

Seemingly feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Yan Chong, or perhaps not wanting to waste too much time with Yan Chong, Immortal Old Qiao also explained at this time: "It's war time now, and Gasoline Town is on fire again.

All gasoline is a scarce resource, and your car and fuel have been requisitioned. So, leave now!"

Immortal Old Qiao is the supreme king of this land.

Originally he would not explain anything to anyone, all he said were orders.

But the fact that all five of his wives were pregnant had softened his spirit a lot, and he still felt that the person in front of him was very dangerous.

Even though his soldiers had an absolute advantage, at a certain moment, he still felt like a lamb being targeted by a ferocious beast.

He had not experienced this feeling for many years.

Seeing that Yan Chong still didn't move, Immortal Old Qiao didn't need to say anything anymore, so his heroic warriors stopped working.

"Get out of here!"

"go to hell!"

"Victims!"

"waste!"

They started making noises one by one, as if they couldn't accept it at all.

Why should you let Immortal Old Qiao explain such a thing to you?

If you don't accept it, you can die now!

Yan Chong took a deep breath and said to the others: "Let's go."

If a fight really breaks out between the two sides, he will of course be able to escape unscathed, and the Five-Step Snake even has great hope.

But the survivors behind them may not survive.

And without weapons, the debt collection team and Zitu's soldiers are no longer soldiers, but just a piece of meat on the opponent's chopping board.

Yan Chong suppressed his anger and finally led everyone on the journey.

But as they walked, they saw a convoy coming from the west before they had gone very far, a convoy from the Bullet Ranch.

They discovered Yan Chong and others, so they drove over directly, stopped Yan Chong and others, and the cars formed a circle.

Why aren't you done yet?

"Who are you?" The leader was an open jeep, with an old man wearing a hood sitting on it. He should be about the same age as Immortal Old Joe, but his body is thinner.

He has a big hooked nose and two jackal-like eyes. At first glance, he looks like a vicious person.

There is no doubt that he is the farmer of Bullet Farm, the person responsible for mining and manufacturing weapons and ammunition for Immortal Joe.

Yan Chong briefly told the Bullet Farmer that he was the debt collection captain of Gasoline Town, what was the chaos inside, and how he escaped.

"Such a big gasoline town, how many cars did you get out of it?" Bullet Farmer asked, "Is it hard for your brain to hike to the Immortal Castle?"

Yan Chong: "!!!"

Then you’re on to the point, aren’t you?

We want to drive too!

Isn’t this car impounded?

Yan Chong could only calm down and tell the Bullet Farmer about meeting Immortal Old Qiao.

"Oh, do you have any supplies with you?" The Bullet Farmer asked again, "Is there anything valuable?"

"No." Yan Chong replied directly.

Not to mention that they really don’t have any anymore, even if they do exist, it’s impossible to take them out.

If they walked on foot, they would not be able to reach the Immortal Castle in a day or two.

If you don’t eat or drink, you’re on the verge of death!

"There's nothing, you just don't want to pay for the road?" the Bullet Farmer said.

Yan Chong: "???"

What does it cost to pay for travel?

"We are going to the Immortal Castle, not the Bullet Farm." Yan Chong could only patiently explain to him again.

"That's right, but our Bullet Farm doesn't produce food either!" said the Bullet Farmer. "We finally met you guys. If you don't let us make some money along the way, what will we eat?"

Yan Chong: "!!!"

There is no one like you who can use a sheep to pluck out its wool!

At this time, Yan Chong was already ready to fight.

Not only him, but even the five-step snake seemed to feel that this matter could not end well, and had already begun to look for a suitable bunker.

Fortunately, although the owner of Bullet Farm can be regarded as a regular army, his place is a mine after all. There is no food, no drink, and no oil. Ordinary people will not be willing to go in his direction.

Although his men are all desperadoes, and their equipment is very good, their number is not large, far behind the heroic warriors, and their fighting will may not even be as good as those gangsters in Gasoline Town who fight all day long.

But they were so confident that they didn't take these victims seriously.

The Bullet Farmer said arrogantly: "Teach them a lesson!"
Chapter completed!