There is a garbage mountain 76 kilometers west of Times Square. It is slightly smaller than Times Square, but has a lot of people, almost 500 people. The leader is a bald man with a thick waist and round arms. In the slave area, he can eat Not many people are so strong. He is as strong as an ox. He knocked down this garbage mountain with his fists.
It was getting very early that day, and there was a roar, and a rear eight-wheeler suddenly appeared on his property. The slave who had just gotten up immediately started shouting.
"Call the boss, car, car, there is a car."
"Fight it down, fight it down, don't let it go."
"This is a good thing. It can only be found in Times Square within a hundred miles."
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The bald man had already heard the roar of the car, and before they could shout, he rushed out like a whirlwind, followed by a group of boys with iron bars, hammers, and wrenches in their hands. Although he has a thin body, he has a strong aura. In this place, if you act too cowardly, you will be eaten to the bone.
It's a bit like poor mountains and poor waters bring out unruly people.
"Uncle, I was thinking of going to Times Square to rob a car, but I didn't expect that someone would come to my door automatically. Haha, haha, what do you call this? Pie in the sky." The bald head laughed, and then his smile faded. He said harshly: "Surround me. If it escapes, I will skin you."
"Boss, this truck seems to be from Times Square." A slave who went to Times Square to apply for a job once saw this truck.
"Shit, it belongs to me when we get here. What does it have to do with Times Square? The land is mine, and the things on the land are naturally mine." The bald head reprimanded and shouted at the heavy truck: "Hurry up and get the little bastard inside, grandpa." Come out, offer your car, and spare your life.”
Behind the heavy truck, the tarpaulin covering it was lifted, and five or six strong men jumped out of the car. When they saw the bald heads, they were a little moved. These slaves had meat on their bodies, at least more than 120 kilograms. There were four to five hundred of them, and they had to pick them. There are only a few such strong people coming out, and judging from the nimble movements of a few people jumping down, they are top-notch slaves. With a little training, they will no longer be inferior to him. He has already thought about keeping these people together with the truck. . However, this idea just came up, and as the last person jumped down, his expression changed drastically.
Bang!
After the man landed, he made a loud noise, like a rock falling to the ground. Looking at this man, everyone changed their color. The slaves all looked straight in the eyes.
"Is this a giant?"
The last person to come down was a giant man of about two meters and three meters. His muscles were swollen. Under the clothes, you could clearly see the muscles on his arms and thighs that were like squirming pythons. One arm was three points thicker than the thighs of ordinary people. He had the mouth of a lion and the eyes of a leopard. , looks wild, this person is none other than Elephant.
The elephant kicked its eyes and roared with a voice like thunder: "Listen, this territory will belong to Times Square from now on. Those who obey will be fed, and those who disobey will be beaten to death."
The slaves around him were stunned for a moment. These words were so direct. The slaves who were closer could not help but take two steps back. The sound was so loud that it made their ears buzz.
"It turns out that I have come to see my territory, so I have to ask if the uncle's fist will agree." The bald man's expression changed, and then his face became ferocious. He stepped forward, and a deep pit appeared on the ground. His body was like a cannonball fired at the elephant, and his fist There was a slight glow of red light, and terrifying high temperatures spread in the air.
Bang!
No one saw clearly what happened, but after a loud noise, they saw the bald head flying backwards, faster than when he came, flying more than 20 meters with a whoosh, and fell to the ground. , slid five or six meters before stopping, motionless. All the slaves stared blankly, waiting for the bald man to stand up again.
For 5 seconds, 10 seconds, the bald head lay quietly without any reaction. A slave in Times Square couldn't help but rush over to check. After just one glance, he turned to look at the elephant and said in a helpless tone: "Master Elephant, beat him to death."
As soon as this was said, the surrounding slaves were in an uproar.
The elephant was at a loss when he heard this, like a child who had done something wrong, and innocently said: "I just punched him very lightly, how could I know that he couldn't help punching so much."
All the slaves around had expressions of fear. Many people are already retreating. The checking slave rolled his eyes helplessly and said to himself, "You don't want to think about your awesome strength. Your light punch is like a huge force to others." However, he did not dare to blame the elephant and comforted him: "If you beat him to death, just kill him. When the time comes, just tell the young master that this person is disobedient."
"You're interesting." The elephant grinned.
The slaves around finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and ran away. Seeing this, the elephant roared angrily, as if a divine thunder dropped from the sky.
"No running."
Unexpectedly, after the slave heard it, not only did he not stop, but he ran faster. The elephant was furious and took two wild steps. His steps were so big that they were several steps ahead of others. He grabbed a slave who was lagging behind and grabbed his right foot with one hand and his left foot with the other, using a slight force.
The slave only had time to let out a horrifying cry before he was torn in half. His intestines and internal organs fell to the ground, steaming, and splashed blood sprinkled on the elephant's face and body, making it look like an elephant. The demon came out of hell, and those slaves ran faster when they saw him chasing after him.
"Master Elephant, stop chasing me." One of the six Times Square slaves following him stopped the elephant. "They can't run away."
An hour later, the garbage mountain became Times Square. It took so much time, not that anyone resisted, no one resisted from the beginning to the end, but these slaves hid and spent all their time looking for people.
There is also a force on the east side of Times Square, eighty miles away, with more than 300 people. Although it is the smallest in the neighborhood, it is the most powerful force. It controls three garbage mountains. They have no women or children. , only accept strong slaves, so these more than 300 people are all strong and strong. Compared with the common slaves who only weigh 70-80 kilograms, those of them who weigh more than 100 kilograms are big men.
A truck also appeared here. Unlike the bald man's arrogance, they recognized the truck at a glance as being from Times Square. This team was led by the injured Spider.
When they heard Spider announcing that this place belonged to Times Square, three hundred people laughed mockingly. Spider was also laughing, and he was laughing very happily. However, he laughed for the shortest time. While others were still laughing, he stopped smiling and said with a murderous look on his face: "Surround them, and those who disobey will be shot on the spot." The tarpaulin of the truck was lifted, and twenty Several agile slaves jumped out of the car and quickly surrounded the more than 300 people. The screams of the more than 300 people stopped suddenly, as if someone had choked their necks. Everyone looked very ugly, as if they had eaten a dead fly.
Naturally, the mere twenty or so people were not taken seriously by them, but if there were twenty or so people armed with guns and live ammunition, the situation would be completely different. They were all equipped with submachine guns, and what's more, these slaves were wearing They were wearing large caps, body armor, and enviable hiking boots. When they saw the grenades hanging on their waists, everyone's faces turned pale.
"Does anyone have any opinions?" Spider asked three times, but no one spoke. There were more than 300 people, and it was extremely quiet.
"Do you know what this is?" Spider pointed at the heart of one of the bosses with a relaxed tone.
The leader who was pointed at was not sure why at first. When he lowered his head and saw the red spots on his body, his expression changed drastically. Even if he had never seen it, he had heard of it. The famous sniper. The eyes of other people also fell on this red dot, and their already ugly faces became a little ugly again.
"Kneel down and surrender, or die." Spider shouted sharply, but immediately changed the subject, "Of course, you can also choose to resist."
Spider smiled when the first person took the lead and knelt down.
On the south side of Times Square, there is also a force guarding two garbage mountains. The leader is Alai. However, everyone gave him a nickname, cockroach, because cockroaches have strong vitality and cannot be killed.
Alai had nowhere to go, and he was rescued by Liu Wei'an, so he joined Times Square with a grateful heart. In fact, he himself admitted that following Times Square would have a future, he would have water and food, and most importantly, he would make money. His intimidating power is not as good as that of an elephant, and his methods are not as good as that of a spider. It took a lot of hard work to complete the task, and more than a hundred people died. However, fortunately, although the process was a bit bumpy, the result was still good.
Times Square requires people and guns, so there is really no reason to fail.
The hairy monkey captured one force, and the lion personally led the team and captured another without any blood. In one day, the territory within a radius of three hundred miles fell into the hands of Times Square.
Liu Wei'an signed another contract with Zhao Kangcheng and paid 10 million copper coins to buy two sets of equipment again. Each set of equipment cost 10 million copper coins. He owed money for one set and promised to pay it off within a month. . Firstly, Zhao Kangcheng believed in him, and secondly, he didn't believe that a person who had given out 20 million copper coins in a row would not be able to pay back.
This is actually related to Liu Wei'an's style. When other people buy equipment, they pay a deposit first, install the equipment, and then pay the balance after it is put into use. But he always pays it all in one lump sum. He trusts Zhao Kangcheng so much. , Zhao Kangcheng naturally wanted to reciprocate.
In addition, as for food and medicine, just these two items have squandered all the copper coins earned during this time in Times Square. I originally wanted to buy some daily necessities, but I have no money.
When Liu Wei'an came back after finishing everything, the people who were cleaning up the battlefield in the war zone also came back, and brought back a piece of news that surprised and pleased him. The tank was not dead. The tank that drove an armored vehicle killed at least three enemy armored vehicles. Still alive. It's just that the situation is a little bad. When Liu Wei'an saw the tank, he realized how bad it was.
