In Mingfa City Square, several people wearing shark skin looked at the traces on the ground and soon discovered the hastily buried body.
"It's the people from Yuan Changjiang's group. They are dead." The speaker was a one-eyed man, with a black goggle that added a bit of solemnity. "The tire tracks went towards Taishan Town."
Another person squatting on the ground said: "The tire tracks are very deep in the soil, and the distance between the axles is almost five meters. This car weighs at least more than 100 tons. It is a modified large car. It is probably the Iron Man of the Eastern War Zone."
"The iron men in the Eastern Theater Command? What are they doing back here? Are they recovering from their injuries and looking for a place to play?"
"No matter what the purpose of their coming is, since they are here, don't think about going back. Our Black Blood Group happens to be short of iron men to maintain equipment. Kill the gold men and make the iron men slaves!"
"Boss, it's getting dark soon. Should we go to Taishan Town to investigate?"
"I won't go. There was a ghost kid coming ashore in the river at night. I was entangled by the ghost kid. I don't even know how to write the word "death." said the one-eyed dragon.
"Then what if the iron man runs away?"
One-Eyed Dragon said coldly: "He can't run away. Except for the two highways back to Yizheng City, the roads outside Heliu District are intact. The other roads have been dug up. The cars they drive are too big and their off-road capabilities are definitely not good. Either
Heliu District, or return to Taishan Town. Let Guiwazi entertain you in the evening."
"What about us now?"
"Go back to Shuwu Station, take a tricycle through the tunnel and return to Yizheng. Report to the group headquarters. Bring more people with you tomorrow and leave the iron man with the car and the people behind." The Cyclops waved his hand and motioned for the group to go back.
A team of seven people quickly stepped on stilts.
For them, the two-meter-high stilts were just a matter of jumping. Soon the seven people were walking on stilts and wearing shark skin, leaving the scene like ghosts.
The tips of the stilts are relatively thick and covered with a kind of leather, so they make no sound when stepped on the ground.
The traveling speed was very fast. After three minutes, the seven people came to a ruins. They jumped off the stilts and lifted up the huge stone slab on the ruins, revealing a hole. After the seven people entered, they saw a tunnel with a broken side.
The sign hangs on the wall at the entrance to the ruins.
"Welcome to Metro Line 10."
Below the sign, a few bright red characters were painted with paint like graffiti: "Mouse House Station, be careful of landslides, you deserve to be punished by Yizheng Tunnel if you die."
After getting off the platform, the seven people soon came to the railway track. They could see that the railway track had disappeared. To be precise, it had been corroded. The metal was rusted and no one maintained it. Not only the railway track was damaged, but also the tunnel was in danger.
I saw that some places were cracked and dust fell from time to time.
This is still the situation after reinforcement. Many load-bearing beams no longer have such a large load-bearing capacity due to metal corrosion, so wood is simply used to support the top of the tunnel to prevent collapse.
Where the rails should be now, there is a tricycle parked, which seems to be made of wood. There is no chain, and the pedals are installed directly on the front wheel.
Seven people crowded onto the tricycle. One person took out a lighter and lit a lamp similar to a kerosene lamp on the tricycle. The other person sat at the front and stepped on the pedal.
There is no faucet or handle, and the steering of the front wheel is controlled entirely by twisting the feet. But after all, they are all death eaters and have strong physical fitness. They ride a simple and awkward tricycle and still go very fast under the weak kerosene light.
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The underground tunnel is a series of former subways.
The tricycle was driving fast on the subway line. Several people took turns riding the bicycle, bragging and gossiping from time to time. I don't know how long they rode, and the kerosene lamp was filled with oil twice.
When passing a signboard, a member of the rat-catching team said: "The Yizheng River Crossing Tunnel has arrived."
After a while, a light seemed to appear in front of me.
The voices of people gradually became audible.
Through the light, you can see many pictures and graffiti written on the tunnel walls.
"When you read this line, it proves that you were not crushed to death and you are safe." "Wang Changjun, fuck you." "Life is precious, but love is more expensive. If you want to live forever,
, leave the money to buy the road at the Yizheng Cross-River Tunnel Toll Station."
"You idiot, I don't have any money, so I'm going to use C1 to stick in your ass." "Weather forecast: It will rain heavily tomorrow and the tunnel will be flooded. If you go out, your whole family will be killed."
"Welcome to the entertainment city, Lost Paradise is waiting for you, baccarat, fried gold flowers, slot machines, thousands of ways to play, everything you want", "Don't believe in Zhao Laogou, believe in Brother Chun, resurrected on the spot", "Eight times in one night,
"Chinese Divine Oil", "New Hope Laboratory, the hope of all mankind, welcome to join the ranks of volunteers", "Zhao bitch, kneel down and lick my toes".
The group of people paid no attention to these graffiti and stopped at a sentry post in front. They could see many similar tricycles surrounding the sentry post.
The person on duty at the sentry rubbed his eyes and opened the window: "You're so blind, but your rat-catching team is still alive? Damn, I bet that you won't see the sun tomorrow, and I lost again. Damn, damn, damn."
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The one-eyed dragon threw a few black coin-like things over with a cold face: "x your wife."
The attendant quickly caught the black coin, spread his hands and counted: "One, two, three...it's only six nuclear crystals. I'm blind. It's not enough. Now it takes seven to go through the tunnel."
"Seven? Why don't you go and grab it!" shouted a mouse catcher behind the one-eyed dragon.
"Hey, inflation, social labor productivity is insufficient, market supply is less than demand... I tell you, you don't understand, so hurry up and get another core crystal."
"A bunch of vampires!" After taking out another crystal core, a member of the rat-catching team gritted his teeth and cursed.
The guard on duty was not upset. When he saw the rat-catcher team was about to leave, he suddenly shouted: "Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute, team, you just said you wanted to rape my wife? I have four wives, you want to rape me?"
Which one, for the sake of being colleagues of the Black Blood Group, I will charge you cheaper, five cores at a time, do you want to do it?"
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"The exploitation from above is becoming more and more severe. Now one trip through the tunnel requires seven crystal cores. I only earn a few crystal cores by catching mice every day, but they are all sucked dry by the vampires above! If this continues, it will take a few trips to save enough for a C1
Money! Boss, this can't go on like this!" After leaving the tunnel, the rat-catching team member said angrily.
The one-eyed dragon had a cold face and his expression became increasingly gloomy: "Fuck."
At this time, a team member suddenly suggested: "How about we sell the news and report it to the group headquarters. At most, a few crystal cores will be sent to us. But we can make a fortune by selling the news about the Eastern Theater Iron Man one by one."
The proposal received a response from other team members: "Boss, let's do it! A man can't get rich without a windfall, and a horse can't fatten without a night of grass. Whatever benefits are given to the superiors, we have to fight for it ourselves."
"Yes, **** motherfucker!"
"If they are unkind, don't blame us for being unjust."
The one-eyed dragon's only remaining eye glanced around his subordinates, pondered for a long time, and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll sell the news tonight!" (To be continued.)