"Note, this fragment is not from the Chinese region, we should be more cautious."
Li Cang said,
"In foreign countries, not everyone has a big sniper and everyone is a sharpshooter, but the caliber of this gun is definitely not small, at least it is definitely not a pistol."
No matter how enthusiastic a gun fan is, I'm afraid he won't be willing to specialize in what kind of gun can make a big hole in a person, let alone a complete layman like Li Cang.
Suddenly, the sound of a dog's legs growling came from the distance, and——
"Bang! Bang bang!"
The sound of gunshots startled countless birds, and even the chirping of insects suddenly disappeared.
Lao Wang said in disbelief,
"You don't know how to hold grass, do you? Have you really met a survivor?"
A few more gunshots were heard, and then there was no movement.
Li Cang frowned and stopped the two people who made any move.
"No need to go there, he's out of bullets, the thugs are driving them over."
This expulsion is very useful.
Not long after, a group of people crying for their fathers and mothers ran near the cabin, and then they were surrounded by the gangsters, who were making dumplings honestly.
"Uuuuuuuuah, we have nothing, we haven't had enough to eat for a day."
Among the dozen or so ragged people with yellow faces and skinny muscles stood a very different middle-aged man wearing digital camouflage.
"You raised these zombies? Tell them to get away. My people are resting on the edge of the island. Do you want to die?"
He was holding a single-barreled shotgun with a black muzzle in his hand, and he was glaring at several people with a stern voice.
Lao Wang rushed up and kicked him to the ground, grabbed the shotgun with his hands, and
"Good guy, this is the first time I've seen such a real guy. Tsk tsk, he's still warm and domineering!"
The body shape of a middle-aged man is that of a normal person. He cannot stand up to Lao Wang, who weighs two hundred pounds.
Lao Wang watched the man spit bubbles in the mud pit for a long time before dragging him out and throwing him next to the corpse.
"Did you kill him?"
"I'll kill you..."
Lao Wang, who was white and fat with a kind smile, held up his gun and smashed it down, covering his head and face.
"Playing tricks? You are a hammer! I want to ask if you killed the person! Yes! No! Yes!"
The dozen or so dirty people were surrounded by thugs, shivering and squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, looking like they were just doing business and were obedient.
Occasionally, someone would look up and look at the middle-aged man who was bleeding with blood after being hit by the gun butt, but his eyes revealed deep resentment.
"Don't... don't fight... it's me... no... it's not me... it's the gun... the gun went off..."
The middle-aged man was frightened out of his wits by this heavy blow without any warning.
He could feel that this big fat man really didn't care if he had help or companions. If he didn't beg for mercy, he was afraid that he would be beaten to death here.
Li Cang glanced over.
The angry Lao Wang spat before throwing the shotgun with a broken butt in his hand on the ground.
Li Cang squatted next to the middle-aged man,
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man lay on the ground with tears streaming down his face, not daring to get up at all, and said in one breath,
"I, my name is Liu Shun. I am from the Black Pearl Island Chain Resettlement Camp. It is my first time to go out to collect supplies. I don't understand the rules of your place. Please forgive me. I, we don't know that this island has an owner.
I really don’t know, I, we have been to this wild island twice, and we haven’t seen any trace of anyone living on this island. It’s unfair...”
Li Leisi came over and asked,
"Black Pearl Island Chain Resettlement Camp? Is it officially organized? How large is it? How many people are there?"
Liu Shun tilted his head slightly, and what he saw was a very tall woman carrying a strange weapon that seemed to weigh at least seventy or eighty kilograms. The words in her mouth were so frightening that only four words remained -
"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
The hammer hit him in the face.
"answer the questions!"
The falling debris almost knocked out Liu Shun's teeth. He was bleeding from the corners of his mouth and could not speak clearly.
"No, it's not an official organization. It's a spontaneous gathering of survivors. It's 13 coins' flight away from this island. The scale... the scale... ah, yes, there are a total of 1,300 empty islands, and the number of people is about
8000!”
Lao Wang knelt down and patted his face hard,
"Fuck you, where did the 8,000 people come from? Do you think you are an official base? Damn, this old boy doesn't want to tell the truth, Teacher Cang, the guy is wearing a dog-like outfit and he is not like those people over there.
Along the way, let’s just get him and use him as food for Brother Big Corpse!”
Liu Shun wailed,
"I didn't lie to you. I really didn't lie to you. Don't kill me. I can take you there..."
"Old Wang, what's going on with you today? You're so irritable." Li Cang signaled to Old Wang to calm down. "Let me ask you, Liu Shun, right? You just mentioned the resettlement camps for 8,000 people and more than 1,000 islands. Then
What about the orbital period? How did you escape the derailment sanctions?"
Liu Shun's eyes widened in shock, and he didn't even care about the blood on his head flowing into his eyes.
"Is it...have you been following the track? It's been more than a month...and you're still alive?!"
Li Cang and the three looked at each other,
"What is the problem?"
Liu Shun's expression looked as if he had seen a ghost. He shivered a few times before he asked cautiously,
"Gentlemen, can I ask, how long has it been since you visited the forum?"
Li Cang counted with his fingers.
"About a week or two."
Liu Shun swallowed his saliva and said,
"Everyone who followed the track died. Really, there is no one on the forum who has survived more than 10 days on the track."
"Is there any basis for this?"
"Yes. Recently, several experts have added several functions to the forum. The forum has been upgraded and half a coin has been deducted from everyone. Now the forum has more functions such as fine search, statistics and account deletion after death. By the way.
, there are also identity distinctions, for example, the name of the stripper is black, the subordinate is green, etc. Then there are people who keep statistics on the forum every day about what each poster is doing, whether it is parking, navigation or orbiting...
"
"go on."
"...As a result, many more people post to record their lives every day. After all, this is the only thing that can leave traces of survival. Those who post that they are on track will have a 100% cancellation rate when they stop updating.
Boss, that is to say, everyone who is still updating is alive, and those who stopped updating are not due to any other reasons. They are all dead and have their accounts cancelled!"
Since it was circulated on the forum, although Li Cang was surprised, he didn't intend to ask again. After all, everyone has this thing, so just take your time and read it.
He pointed at the group of people who looked abnormal and looked like beggars,
"What about them? Who are they?"
"Detractors," Liu Shundao, "They are all deserters who sold the empty island to the boss of the resettlement camp."
Li Cang and Li Laixi looked at each other.
It feels like things have started to develop in a weird direction...
Lao Wang was so charred on the outside and tender on the inside that he even stuttered a little,
"Have you sold all the empty islands that you have been riding on? Are you kidding me??"
