Returning to the Black Light District, Xu Shen asked Chen Han to lead a team to inspect various parts of the Black Light District.

This is his base camp, and he must first ensure that the black light area is under his absolute control.

What's more... this is also a rare opportunity to coordinate many scattered resources and concentrate strength and wealth.

Buzz!

Tanks and lightly armored vehicles roared and buzzed through the streets.

Some fog dwellers were groping along the streets as they groped for chains, and heard strange noises, but didn't know the cause.

Other pedestrians had already moved to the side of the road and stood on the road frequently used by fog people.

The war made the class distance between them weak at this moment, even indistinguishable.

In the rich areas, there are already wealthy people who have taken the lead in gathering resources, retaining cash, valuable hard currencies, rare metals, etc., and are ready to move to various areas at any time.

During this period, the number of people applying for passes to the inner city surged. Many wealthy people had heard the news and were ready to leave this turbulent place at any time.

Xu Shen naturally wouldn't let these little sheep escape.

In the ruins secret bureau, Xu Shen dug out a diary, which was contained in the package Su Shuang sent him previously.

The diary records many secrets of wealthy people.

Xu Shen no longer needs to rely on these secrets to threaten these rich people, but some of the secret information in the diary is still useful.

Xu Shen asked Chen Han to go separate ways with other captains to "negotiate" with these rich men.

In addition, arrange for Wei Yan to contact the Inspection Department and the City Defense Bureau to seal off the black light area.

All important road sections have been blocked and soldiers guarded to prevent some wealthy people from leaving without authorization.

Unless someone can hire the two states and take them to escape from the Ruins Realm, with the strength of the garrison, it is still not possible to lock down the entire black light area, and they can only be allowed to leave.

But there are very few rich people who can hire two-state people, and there are even few in the entire black light area.

"Let the tax bureau get the information. These vampires know best who are the real rich and who are bloated fat people."

Xu Shen leaned on the back of his chair, his feet naturally raised on the director's desk, and gave instructions to Wei Yan, the nominal director beside him.

Wei Yan's eyes flashed, and he secretly thought that if he asked the tax bureau to help, even some invisible rich people would be exposed. After all, no matter how big the relationship is with taxes, it would still be interesting.

In fact, some people's relationships are earned through generous taxes.

Only by submitting enough taxes can you have enough confidence to speak on the table.

Each district branch of the tax bureau also has its own performance and requirements, which also allows some wealthy people to take advantage of this to travel among various districts to maximize their own interests.

"What if they refuse?"

Wei Yan had dealt with those guys before. The tax bureau was like the queen's money bag, so her attitude was self-evident. Even looking at people through their nostrils was considered polite.

"No?"

Xu Shenran said calmly: "The barrel of the gun is pressed against their foreheads. If you ask again, harboring heretics is a capital crime!"

Wei Yan's eyes were stern, he nodded, and immediately turned around to issue the order.

Not long after, the people under my command sent back the news, but the tax bureau did not cooperate. After all, this was top-secret information from the tax bureau and should not be leaked easily as it related to the interests of too many people.

Wei Yan could only report the situation to Xu Shen truthfully.

Xu Shen was not polite and contacted Chen Han and asked him to go there in person.

Chen Han understood Xu Shen's thoughts, agreed, and called his sergeants to summon two tanks.

In front of the tax bureau, a rumble sounded.

The tracks of the two tanks rolled over. When they arrived in front of the tax bureau, they still did not stop and rolled up the steps. This made some of the people on duty at the door panic and retreat.

They are hired bodyguards and guards. They can deal with some thieves, but they are the military in front of them.

Competing with the military is a capital offense.

As the tank's barrel rotated, the crowd panicked and got out of the way.

Chen Han waved his hand.

Many sergeants jumped out from the lightly armored tanks behind, armed with rapid-fire guns, and rushed into the tax bureau, immediately bringing the rioting scene under control.

"You, what are you doing?"

The director of the tax bureau, his secretary, and several senior leaders were dragged out of the office by the sergeant and thrown under the gun barrel in front of the tank.

Chen Han stepped on the tank cover, held a cigarette in his mouth, looked down at the fat middle-aged man in front of him, and said with a smile: "I heard that you are harboring heretics here, is that you?"

The tax chief said in shock: "How is that possible? Don't accuse people unjustly."

"Then I ask you to provide us with the annual tax list of this district. Why don't you refuse?" Chen Han raised his eyebrows.

The tax director suddenly realized that the military in front of him was following orders from the Xu Secret Bureau. He was shocked and angry, and said: "This is top secret information. Unless authorized by His Highness, no one has the right to view it..."

"It seems that we need to change the director." Chen Han took out his ears, smiled, and then flicked his fingers.

Whoosh!

The coin flew out and accurately penetrated the tax chief's knee.

The pig-like screams sounded, and Chen Han looked at the middle-aged man who was holding his knees and wailing and rolling on the spot, and couldn't help but helpless: "Where are you? Compared with the injuries we usually get in battles, they are not worth mentioning. It's just you."

You're a waste, do you deserve to sit here and enjoy yourself?"

The middle-aged man was sweating profusely and looked painful: "You are betraying His Highness..."

"It seems you are the heretic."

Chen Han's expression was cold, the second coin was shot out, and the screams suddenly stopped.

"Who among you wants to be the new director?" Chen Han looked at several other senior leaders.

Several people were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they all knelt down and begged for mercy.

Chen Han selected one person, and the other person quickly climbed up with tears in his eyes and ordered someone to sort out the information and prepare it.

Chen Han felt a little bored. This kind of thing was just a piece of cake for him. To deal with these people who were just killing people at the wine table, it was already overkill for him to do it himself.

Not long after.

This tax information was handed to Xu Shen.

Xu Shen didn't read much and just asked Wei Yan to hand it over to the Intelligence Department, which then asked the Intelligence Department to pull out the locations of the wealthy people in these materials and let the military cooperate to discuss them one by one.

The entire black light area was in great turmoil.

Many top villas in wealthy areas are surrounded by military tanks.

Many wealthy people still maintained their status as superiors, trying to argue righteously and unwilling to obey. However, due to the rough and arrogant attitude of some soldiers, they were quickly beaten. Even their wives and daughters were not spared, and they lost their virginity in front of them.

Riots, rape and murder, death, wailing.

The once affluent area that everyone longed for has now turned into a hell on earth.

Some wealthy people took the initiative to surrender and cooperate, and were transferred to Xilin Square outside the headquarters of the Black Light Sect.

The Rand Chamber of Commerce here is full of people, and the downstairs is heavily guarded by the army and there are three two-state surveillance.

Some wealthy people have bad tempers and clash with sergeants, or their wives and daughters are arrogant and arrogant, offending the sergeants, and tragedy occurs.

The classes in the entire Black Light Zone have been reshuffled, and all order has been reduced to nothing. Under the strong suppression of the army, the old order has been rewritten, and a new order and new leaders are being born.

Except for the rich areas, those high-end areas where the middle class lives have their doors and windows closed. They are frightened at home, and their communications are blown. They have to learn about the situation and chaos outside from their friends, teachers, colleagues, bosses, etc.

situation.

In the Ruins Secret Bureau, Xu Shen is in control of the overall situation. He knows that everything is undergoing great changes. Under these great changes, there will be sacrifices and misery, just like the collapse of high-rise buildings into ruins, which will always crush some small lives hidden in them.

And once upon a time, Xu Shen was also a little life among them.

Now, he is trying to climb out of his own ruins.

Next to Schilling Square, apart from the Rand Chamber of Commerce and the Black Light Sect headquarters, the rest is the city-state guardianship.

However, at this moment, in the city-state guardhouse, Lou Haiyin, Lin Xiao and other personal guards were sitting inside.

Several guardian captains and priests stood nearby with complicated eyes. Next to them, a lawyer carefully handed Lou Haiyin coffee. There was a four-leaf clover outlined in milky white, which was the flavor chosen by Lou Haiyin.

She picked up the light product and took a sip, smiling and saying: "It tastes good, it's almost the same as the one I had in the Snow Palace."

Is it the smell of coffee or something else?

The chief judge in charge of the city-state's guardianship was a gray-haired old man. Hearing Lou Haiyin's words, he sighed lightly and said, "It may be difficult to maintain this smell any longer."

"Why?" Lou Haiyin asked.

"Because everything will always change. The softer things are, the faster they change." The words of the Judgment Elder are thought-provoking.

Lou Haiyin looked at him with interest and said, "That's not called change, it's called integration."

The Judgment Elder smiled and sighed: "At my age, I only hope for peace. When people grow old, what they fear most is change, which means death."

"But if it doesn't change, it is possible that we will be closer to death." Lou Hai said earnestly.

The trial elder glanced at the young girl and suddenly laughed: "That's right, how does the coffee taste?"
To be continued...