"Every year I will give you one to fight, but then you can't destroy it, so you have to hire someone to fight it, and you have to buy it yourself. In the end, there are only two or three dollars left."
Tie Jia's confused state makes it hard to see her expression, but you can tell that she is thinking from the slight tilt of her head or the way she lowers her head to concentrate.
There's a cartoon feel and a sense of contrast there. It's a cool looking full iron armor, but there's a teenage girl inside.
Miss Xi was muttering at the table.
To be honest, Qian Daofeng and Ao Yong were actually a little curious as to why this little girl in full armor didn't show up at home or eat at the table.
But they didn't ask. There are many strange people and things in Injustice City. Restraining curiosity is one of the most important principles for survival here.
Finally, Tiejia raised his head.
"Then why don't they just send you energy cubes?! I mean, why are they trying to kill you with an aircraft?"
"Because everyone needs to fight, and the Unjust City needs dead people." Qian Daofeng said: "Resources are actually very limited, and the population is constantly growing, so people need to die here. The fittest survive, and they can only survive by fighting. If you get stronger, you die, and we are no exception. Those of us in public service positions already receive a lot of preferential treatment.
Qian Daofeng spoke this passage very skillfully and smoothly, as if he was a crosstalk actor. Obviously this wasn't the first time he had to explain to someone, he was afraid a dozen times.
From his tone, Han Qingyu and the others could clearly tell that he fully recognized this concept and rule.
As exiles, their pursuit of force is even stronger than many soldiers in Azure, because this is their only possibility to change their destiny.
There was silence at the dinner table for a while.
Han Qingyu and others were eating, while Qian Daofeng and Ao Yong were just drinking water.
They came back from free meals at the city public service center.
I spent my own money to buy food and feed the fellow villagers in front of me.
"By the way, have you ever chopped off a big tip?!"
Qian Daofeng suddenly thought that when he put down the water cup, his eyes focused on the rust girl when he asked.
Because she is fully armored, in the concept of ordinary people in Injustice City, fully armored with death iron means that a person is either rich or strong.
If it weren't for the fact that the armor on Xi Mei's body was so new that it didn't even have any dents or scratches, Qian Daofeng would have concluded that her combat power was not weak.
"But with her new armor like this, she may have never even been on the battlefield. Maybe it's not pure dead iron at all. She wears it all day long, for fun, right? Then she might as well pawn it..." Qian Daofeng thought. With.
But no matter what, it was full armor. If she was willing, she would at least have a chance to go up and carry it twice...
"Hit." The answer came from the other side, Han Qingyu looked up.
"Oh." Qian Daofeng responded, while slowly turning his eyes away.
His eyes turned around, quickly passing over Wen Jifei and Zhu Jiaming, staying on He Tangtang for one second, and on Tie Jia for two seconds, as if he was too shy to look directly at Zhe Qiuhong, and finally looked firmly at Wu Shi, "Do you really have practical experience, right?"
Wu Jie looked at him and nodded.
"Can you fight? Understand the three formations?"
The third formation is a compulsory item for team battles in Weilan. I wonder if it is the same as here. Wu Shi didn't bother to ask and nodded again.
Qian Daofeng realized that he didn't see the person opposite the opposite side from beginning to end. "He seems to be mute. Alas, I shouldn't have caught him and asked."
"Thank you." Wu Shi said numbly to know the intention of the other party.
Qian Daofeng was shocked.
"That's fine." The Ao Yong didn't notice these on the side, and his mouth laughed brightly.
"Um." Qian Daofeng nodded: "So, wait for me to ask the boss of the knife first ... Our share, these two years have been looking for the boss of the knife to help fight. If he can agree, wait for it. When we play in a few days, you can count you. "
"Yeah, so that the seven of you, you should be able to divide them in two or three pieces." The Austrian stubble, said, "Wait for the source of the battle, and then go out to find a few jobs. I can get back. "
The statement of the battle of war can be roughly close to combat reserve or savings.
The biggest line where the biggest survival of the unrighteous city is that you must have a source of energy in your device, whether it is full or only a little left.
So this piece is usually not calculated. If you do n’t even have this one, you are the most thorough waste here or prepare for a corpse.
What can really be counted as wealth, what can represent the prospect is the energy balance.
At this moment, the 19-year-old boy kept hinting at the heart-wrenching dinner table: You should consider establishing your own business. You can't rely on us all the time. Food is very expensive...
Unfortunately, a group of people on the desktop responded without response.
Only Han Qingyu simply said: "Okay."
He didn't even know more about participating in the battle, which made Qian Dao Feng a little disturbed.
"Aren't they the same kind of people?" Qian Daofeng suddenly thought.
Some people have come to Injustice City before. They came out of the hidden ravine and belonged to the source energy world, but they didn't understand anything and didn't even have any actual combat experience.
"It looks a bit similar, except they don't call the people in the armor Miss or House Master or anything like that."
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In the afternoon, less than two o'clock.
Qian Daofeng and Ao Yong went out again to prepare for work. Their work is very intense, with only three hours at night, two hours at noon, and two hours for dinner every day.
The City of Injustice doesn't make life truly easy for anyone.
Han Qingyu, Wen Jifei, Wu Shi, He Tangtang and Zhu Jiaming took their car out. Leave Xi Mei and Zhe Qiuhong at home to watch something.
Because windbreakers and hoods may attract attention, the five people wore black, white, and blue shirts. Very simple to wear, luckily there are only three colors, otherwise it would really look like a gourd baby.
They carried knives. A handful each.
No other weapons can be brought out directly for the time being, only knives. Knives don't matter. Even the standard swords of the Azure Front are very common in Injustice City.
"You just go shopping on this street. Come back here and wait for us around 5:50." At an intersection, Qian Daofeng stopped the car and gave instructions:
"Remember not to leave this area. This is the third neighborhood... It's not that it's safe, it's just that there are slightly more Chinese Asians here."
They had warned each other all the way, and Han Qingyu nodded.
The heavy-duty garbage truck started and left the intersection.
In the cab, Ao Yong looked back at the five figures walking forward with their swords in their hands, and said worriedly: "Will they be okay? Brother Daofeng."
The appearance of raw faces often represents danger. They will first be recognized as prey until someone goes up to test them, successfully hunts them, or uses blood to reverse their cognition.
Of course, there was one person back then, not counting the old Chinese Asian man who got off the plane alone. On the day he got off the plane, the entire twenty-three streets of Injustice City were automatically cleared.
Only the corpses lying on the ground and the fallen leaves blown by the breeze were the only ones welcoming the commander of the Hua Series Asia Legion to the Injustice City.
Then, the man who was number one in plotting to assassinate God walked out alone from the other end of the long street. On the street of the third block, he stabbed the commander of the Chinese runner-up army head-on and stopped.
"... I hope it's okay. But they are always going to come out." Qian Daofeng turned his eyes back.
the other side.
"Wu Shi, you are wandering around. Do you know that if you wander around, you will be taken away by bad guys? Follow closely." Wen Jifei said, while looking down at the pitted and disrepaired cement floor under his feet.
Looking forward, a long crack extended on the long street.
At the end of the crack, there are two potholes over the knee.
"Don't you even need to fill in this?!" He Tangtang said.
"Don't fill it in, because this is the crack made by the commander of the Chinese runner-up army and the hole made by Shu You's sword." A middle-aged man with an east-west face came up from the side and rear, smiled and said: "New Come? Chinese Asian people? I am also a Chinese and Asian people. "
"Well, look at it carefully." He said at a low pressure, "How is it, do you find that many people are secretly looking at you? It's dangerous here! So, since it is a fellow, I will take you strolling ..."
Han Qingyu turned around at a glance.
When you go out, the scariest thing is to meet a fellow villager by chance and treat you very warmly.
They walked forward, spying on the streets that were spy on all sides of the unreasonable city, and stepped on the knife marks left by Chen Boying.
