Just like Daisy said, Tang Ji is a legend, but he is such a legend that even he doesn't know how capable he is.
He doesn't understand his history as a member of the Seven Deadly Sins, but Tang Ji is still Tang Ji. At least he is still the one who dares to break into a place controlled by a street gang with a gun, kill the person he wants to kill with one shot, and then
A law enforcer who roared loudly and told everyone else to stand at attention and not move against the wall. Whoever touched him would die.
Tang Ji drove away from the gap alone. When he passed by the gap, he saw the twin brothers standing there furtively and threw a broken jar into the open window of his car. There was a coin-sized egg in the jar.
The desert spider, Tang Ji understood the meaning of this thing from the eyes of the twins, it was a gift.
Although the bullets they stole from them were returned by Lip, their sister also took a grenade from them, which was left behind by these children.
Tang Ji was not worried that they would accidentally be blown up by that thing. After all, these children looked like smart people at first glance, so Tang Ji just smiled at the two naughty children and accepted the gift.
The two children ran away happily in the rearview mirror, while Tang Ji put his finger into the jar, let the spider crawl on his finger, and then bounced the unlucky guy out of the car window, which was considered as repayment.
free.
Next, it's Tang Ji's own business.
Clean out those marauders and put the world back on track, and then sail back to the Federation to see what the hell happened there.
"Kaio, you don't respect us. We have come all the way, but you refuse to give us blood. This is not the way to treat guests." A burly man stood in front of Kaio, wearing a dress that was more decorative than practical.
Sexual Skeleton Armor: "I have brought fifty people, all of whom are qualified warriors. You must at least give them to me."
The burly man frowned and started counting on his fingers. Finally, out of some unknown logic, he came up with a number of fourteen. He felt that he had come a long way and had to eat at least thirteen in his first meal to make back his money.
Kaio told the other party that there was no blood food, no killing, only gray garbage to eat.
The burly predator suddenly lost his temper. He smashed a car in front of Kaio, swallowed two tea cups alive, and broke a pillar, but he finally calmed down under Kaio's cold eyes.
, and knelt down on one knee and offered his loyalty.
That's right, Kaio's power is not limited to the east coast. His power has penetrated into dozens of large and small groups of predators in the southern urban belt. He was born and raised there. He is just one step away.
Step by step, from the inland to the coast.
The life in the wasteland was so barren that even Kaio could not feed so many unproductive predators, so he left those predators behind and moved forward alone until he reached the end of the continent.
Saw the sea.
But it's no different here. The land is still barren, the population is still declining, food is still scarce, and the old humans have completely destroyed the world.
Until now, when Kaio saw the big ship, he felt that it was what he had dreamed of. With that big ship, he would be able to leave his footprints on other continents.
When Tang Ji drove to Kaio's slave camp, there were more and more predators around Kaio, and he even had thousands of people on hand.
But this has nothing to do with Tang Ji, and he doesn't care. He is just enjoying this lonely journey now. Apart from the wind outside the car window, he is a fool. Apart from the roar of the engine, it is the noise of tires crushing gravel. All this makes Tang Ji Ji's mood gradually improved.
He didn't want to admit that it was those three children that made him feel better, but that was the fact. Those children made Tang Ji seem to see his own childhood, with the same hardship and the same cunning and cleverness.
Then Tang Ji remembered that he had told Angelina before that if there was a chance, they would drive along Route 66 from the west coast to the east coast without worrying about anything.
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Tang Ji habitually turned on the car radio, but all that came from it was noisy static interference. However, the considerate Foreman put several music CDs from his collection in the passenger storage box, as if he had already calculated it in advance. Tang Ji will turn on the radio because he is lonely.
"Fuck, I really have a butler now." Tang Ji looked at the CD with "Classic Old Songs of the Century" written on it, couldn't help but smile, and stuffed the CD into it, and then after more than half a century, it was a classic The blues is singing again in this wasteland - it's Forman's selection of Chuck Berry's Route 66
When Tang Ji was born, the singer had been dead for more than ten years. Even for an old timer like Tang Ji, this song was too retro.
But the relaxing melody, which is neither urgent nor slow, is indeed very comfortable to listen to. Tang Ji opened the car window and lit a cigarette for himself with one hand. The cigarette was also prepared for him by Forman, but Tang Ji always felt that it was a bit lacking. What.
Forman once explained that he used to smoke a special cigarette and only Mr. Mikkelson survived.
"Fuck, special supply of cigarettes, when did I become a big shot?" Tang Ji blew the smoke out of the car, pointed in one direction and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The road in the wasteland is not that easy to drive, even for this modified Type 66. Many times, Tang Ji needs to get out of the car, lift this old antique out of the sand pit, and give it a ride. Only when you hit the road can you continue walking.
But even so, when night fell, Tang Ji still saw the light of fire one kilometer away from a high place. It was a camp, a predator's camp.
At least Tang Ji understood this. According to the map Lip gave him, this place is very close to the excavation site of the looters. If there is any gathering place for survivors here, then the strength of this group of survivors must be Very strong, so strong that the predators could only swallow their anger.
Tang Ji abandoned his car on the spot and walked to the camp in the distance alone, with one person, two guns, and a pile of bullets.
Compared to fists, Tang Ji is more accustomed to using bullets, which makes him feel that he can regain some of his previous feelings and pretend that he is still a 'normal person'.
The plunderers were quite alert, and they set up a hidden sentry three hundred meters outside the camp. However, this hidden sentry might be guarding against slaves escaping under the cover of night, rather than outsiders coming from the outside looking for trouble.
Until Tang Ji walked up to him, the other person had been staring in the direction of the camp. His eyes were like a wolf's, emitting a green shimmer, but it was a pity that his ears didn't work well.
"What are you looking at?" Tang Ji asked softly in his ear, and the predator's whole body was instantly soaked in cold sweat.
He wanted to open his mouth and make a sound, but Tang Ji's plier-like fingers were already pinching his throat. With just a little force, the cartilage inside was broken.
The predator grunted in horror. It was a miracle that he could still breathe. Tang Ji glanced at him with a smile, occupied his previous position, and looked in his direction towards the camp.
Now, he knew what the other party was looking at. Seven or eight hanged men and women were hanging on the gallows with lifeless eyes. However, the ropes were tied around their wrists, so these people were not dead, but their naked bodies were obviously not right.
It is the ultimate temptation for any predator.
"Is that the slave who made the mistake?" Tang Ji lowered his head and asked the predator who was trying to keep breathing.
The other party just wanted to nod, but the damage to his throat directly blocked his trachea, and he bounced on the ground for a long time. Tang Ji just watched the other party suffocate himself to death, and then shrugged: "Shh, shh, I know you are
Good boy, you don’t have to work so hard, I understand even if you don’t tell me.”
Entering the camp did not require Tang Ji to make any preparations. He could smell everyone in the darkness from the wind, hear the breathing of those people, and even directly feel the location of those people. He only needed to
Boom!
Tang Ji fired, and the prelude was instantly illuminated with firelight in the darkness, as if the moonlight was shining.
Twenty meters away, the head of another Predator sentry instantly exploded into a pool of blood mist. The power of large-caliber bullets has not weakened with the passage of time, at least in the very professional constant temperature and humidity arsenal of the Moonlight Gold.
, still maintaining the power of his peak period.
Although the predators have iron foreheads, as long as they are not superhuman, it is impossible for them to evolve iron foreheads that can block bullets in less than thirty years or two generations.
With the sound of gunshots, the entire camp instantly became lively.
Tang Ji continued to move forward, and the prelude was emptied in his hands in the blink of an eye. All the predators who screamed in the dark were named one by one. This was the experience he learned in street wars, even in joints that were advertised as fierce.
In a gang, there are only a few brave ones. Kill the bravest ones first, and the rest will be cowards.
If it doesn't light up, try another round.
Tang Ji thought so and did the same thing. His reloading action was like instinct. With a flick of his palm, the bullet nest was filled. Before, it was from left to right, now it is from right to left. When the bullet nest was filled again,
When it was cleared, the raiders were in complete chaos.
No one knew what happened in the darkness, and no one knew how many people they were attacked. They only saw their own people being beaten to death one by one, and they died very quickly.
Now, the remaining cowards have learned wisely. They know that whoever dares to stand up and maintain order will die immediately.
There are more than two hundred slaves in this camp, and most of them are chained together. Only the young women are free, because they have to have fun with the predator guards at night.
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At this time, these women were all lying on the ground, their eyes shining.
For these survivors, as long as people are alive, there are endless possibilities, which is the hope that supports their survival.
Muggsi is the leader of this slave camp. He is directly responsible to Keo. He is also one of the few old humans under Keo.
He is a middle-aged man who has survived the Apocalypse and the great storm. He is unscrupulous and shameless. This is his portrayal. Even before the Apocalypse, he was a standard scumbag, but he was also a superhuman. This identity made him
He managed to survive those difficult days.
Just take out any one month of his life in the past forty years. In fact, it is enough to send a scum like Muggsy to the central prison. But this is Australia, and superhuman resources here are scarce, so scarce that the local government
There is not even an effective superhuman registration and control bill established.
Therefore, Muggsy's childhood life was quite comfortable. He was a high-ranking member of the local gang and knew everything about the underground world.
In order to get some leftovers from military technology, Muggsi's gang was responsible for the logistics of coalition supplies in this area, so he was not aware of the existence of that supplies transfer center, but after so long, the landscape changed again.
Changes, Muggsy can't find the exact location.
"Who is attacking us!" Muggsi walked out of a container house wearing a vest and smelling of alcohol. There was also the faint sound of a woman crying in the room.
"I don't know, head, people started to die suddenly. There are no such strong survivor strongholds nearby!" A plunderer ran over and hid next to Muggsy.
Muggsy's ability is [Drinking Maniac]. The more he drinks, the more drunk he becomes, and the stronger his physical fitness becomes. For example, Muggsy, who has drunk more than three kilograms of bad wine, can completely ignore the damage of pistol bullets.
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Relying on the smell of alcohol, Muggsy unceremoniously walked to the center of the camp carrying a meat cleaver: "Who dares to attack my camp! Have the courage to stand up!"
Back then, Muggsy relied on this fierce style to save his life from Keo.
As Muggsy appeared, the gunshots in the night suddenly stopped, and a red dot appeared less than fifty meters away from Muggsy. It took him a while to realize that it was a cigarette butt in the darkness.
"Are you the leader here?" Muggsi was in a daze as he watched the red dot draw an arc in the air and fall to the ground.
How many years has it been since he saw a real cigarette? Even his own homemade cigarettes rolled with unknown tobacco are now a hot commodity.
"Hide your head and show your tail, where are the others!" Muggsy took another swig of wine and hooked his hand at the other party: "If you still have cigarettes, I can consider giving you a good time."
"I really do." Tang Ji walked into the firelight from the darkness, glanced at Muggsy, and actually threw a cigarette to him: "Aren't the apocalypse days and big storms difficult to endure?"
Muggsy was stunned by the question. He vaguely felt that the other person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"Who are you?" A trace of fear appeared in Muggsi's heart for no reason, and he subconsciously took a step back. Then he saw the other person's face clearly, and his expression suddenly brightened.
As a villain who worried about whether he was worthy enough to be approached by Tang Ji even before the Apocalypse, Muggsi would never forget the face that appeared on TV every day in his life, not to mention that after so many years, he