"What's the situation?" The owner of the black factory, the boss of the Black Sand Gang, said in a calm voice. This kind of thing could not disturb his mood.
The guard said: "There is a kid named A Ming who made his own bombs and armor and escaped from prison with the prisoners!"
"Huh?" The boss was a little surprised now, "You made your own bombs and armor? Just that garbage dump? What a talent!"
Instead, he became interested in "A Ming" and then asked: "Where is Iron Shou? He hasn't solved this matter yet?"
The controller's voice was filled with fear, and he said: "Captain...Captain was killed by A Ming, and his head was blown off!"
"What!" The boss's tone changed from calm to shocked and angry, and then he cursed: "What happened to Iron Hand? You can't even look at a factory, but you can make a man-made armor right under your nose, and you are still beaten by a junk armor.
Killed!"
"Damn it! I really spent money on his transformation for nothing!"
"What's going on now?" the boss asked.
"Now they are running out, and automatic machine guns have killed many people." the controller reported.
"Look out for me! No one is allowed to run away, I paid for this all!" The boss said in a cruel voice, "If they run out, the security team will spend money to deal with them. If you run away, kill the other one! Even if you kill him,
Just light!"
"By the way, I've got the boy named A Ming and Qiangwei under my watch. The armor master will be here soon!"
"Okay, boss!" The controller's tone was obviously lacking in confidence, but he did not dare to refuse.
After hanging up the communication, the controller said to himself: "Look, the other party is a battle armor master. I hope they don't come here!"
He had just finished praying when he noticed a silver-white phantom rushing towards him from the surveillance camera.
"Stop him, you guys!" the controller shouted over the communicator.
But without the iron hand, these ordinary people, even if they hold guns, are no match for Yang Qiming.
Only large-caliber armor-piercing bullets and electromagnetic guns can hurt him, and the aiming and shooting speed of these people are far inferior to Yang Qiming's running speed.
Seeing that he had arrived outside the control room, the controller quickly locked the door.
"Boom!" The next second, the wall of the control room was blown apart. This was the last battery bomb.
After all, this is just a black factory, not a military base, and there is no such tight and solid defense.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and the controller was injured. He held a gun and looked around.
"Are you looking for me?" Yang Qiming's voice appeared behind him. Just as he was about to shoot, his arm was hit by a huge force, causing him to scream in pain.
"Turn off the defense system!" Yang Qiming shouted, "or I'll blow your head off now!"
The controller broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and Qiangwei had already arrived. He quickly said: "No, don't kill me, I will do it!"
He stood up and endured the pain to turn off the automatic defense system.
Qiangwei also came here, and she snatched the smart watch from the controller's hand, which is a type of smart brain.
She quickly connected to the Internet and sent a voice message: "I'm at the Heisha Machinery Recycling Factory, come and pick me up!"
After saying that, she said to Yang Qiming: "Let's go, my people will be here soon!"
"Wait!" Yang Qiming did not rush to escape, but grabbed the controller and interrogated him: "Who sold me here? What did he want to do?"
He was staying well at home, but suddenly he was knocked unconscious and sold here, where he almost died. This revenge must be avenged, and the seller behind him was also involved in the death of his parents, so Yang Qiming must investigate clearly!
"I don't know!" said the controller, "Only the boss knows these things!"
"You always have a record, right?" Yang Qiming said, squeezing his hand with a little more force, like an industrial iron pliers, almost crushing his shoulder blades!
"Ah!" the controller screamed and said, "Yes, yes, there is a record!"
He quickly controlled the console and called up a record, which showed the time when each prisoner was sold here, the buyer and seller, and the price.
"No. 359, male, purchase price is 20,000 star coins. Seller: Snow Wolf."
"Who is Snow Wolf?" Yang Qiming asked.
"I don't know, only the code name." The controller said quickly, "We are doing underground business, and the sellers are all kinds of people. They may be human traffickers, robbers, killers, or bankrupt homeless people."
"No need to ask him." Qiangwei took a look and said, "I will help you figure it out after we get out. Black Sand's armor master will be here soon. It's too late if we don't leave."
"Let's go!" Yang Qiming punched the console several times, causing the control to initially fail.
Qiangwei shot back and killed the controller. By this time, the old ghost, monkey and others had already caught up.
"You are running too fast, my old bones are about to fall apart!" the old ghost said panting.
"The defense system has been turned off." Yang Qiming said, "Everyone, you can rush out safely now. Let's get together and disperse!"
Everyone hesitated, then Qiangwei suddenly said: "If you have no place to go, you can go to our Qiangwei Club."
"So you are really a member of the Society of Rose!" Someone said, "The Society of Rose has become very famous in Black Sand City in recent years. I heard that there are several very powerful psychic armor masters."
"Yes." Qiangwei nodded.
The people who followed them were all relatively smart and capable people selected by Yang Qiming and Lao Gui.
Moreover, after Iron Hand's interrogation just now, several people who betrayed them have been killed, and those who remain here are generally trustworthy.
Yang Qiming didn't stop him. After he went out, he would definitely look at Jiangcheng and not stay here.
"I'll follow you!" someone said immediately.
"Add me one!"
"Those who are willing to join, follow me later." Qiangwei said, and a dozen people came up behind her.
Others have their own ideas.
"Then let's go back to our respective homes and find our own mothers." Yang Qiming said to them.
"A Ming, whether you admit it or not, we have become friends today." Someone said, "I owe you a life. If you need anything after you get out, you can come to me. Just add my name in the virtual world."
In the Galaxy Alliance, the virtual world is an indispensable second world for people's lives. In addition to having a real identity, everyone also has a digital identity that can be accessed through various smart devices or neural connection devices.
As long as you know the other party's name and set access permission for a specific ID, you can still contact them even after you leave.
"Me too!" There were also people who valued love and justice among the prisoners. They said goodbye to Yang Qiming one after another, saying that they would repay their kindness in the future.
After a brief exchange, everyone rushed out together.
Without the automatic defense system, the guards could not stop them at all. In fact, when these guards saw the prisoners rioting and the presence of the armor masters, they all hid and did not come out to stop them at all.
Most people ran out directly, and Qiangwei took them to the parking lot, where the guards' cars, some modified motorcycles, and several off-road vehicles were parked.
Yang Qiming violently opened the doors of several off-road vehicles and shouted: "Everyone, get in the car!"
Qiangwei quickly got into the driver's seat and started the car. No one else knew the road, but she was the only one who knew the situation here.
After rushing out of the Heisha Machinery Recycling Factory, there was a large wasteland outside with only one road.
"This is the suburb of Shacheng. This area is the territory of the Black Sand Gang. We are not out of danger yet. Fasten your seat belts, I'm going to race!" Qiangwei stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the strong push on the back shook everyone's body