When the dawn of dawn enveloped the Guizhu Town, no one noticed the smell of blood spreading in the air. For them, the smell was too familiar to them and they had long been numb.

"Bub, look!"

In the alley, Bubu looked at the woman who fainted at the door and the guns and ammunition wrapped in bed sheets next to him. He stood at the door and hesitated for a while, and looked back at the many "sisters". They were the humblest among the group of people living comfortably in this town without worrying about food and drink. They had tiles covering their heads but did not have enough status. They could ensure food supply but needed to give what they didn't want to pay. They could live but needed to continue to be humble. There was ambition in their hearts. The guns wrapped in the bed sheets ignited their ambitions. Thinking of their status behind the territory, Bubu saw a good** in everyone's eyes.

Without further ado, he knew who these two girls came from. He had seen them by Edward. Now the choice given to him is either to throw these things out, so that life will not change in any way. He is still him, and everything around him will not change; or he will pick up the gun, without selling his body and dignity, and defending all this with life and blood.

“Bub!”

A man who was already a little older stood up. His average age was about forty, and his body was already starting to lose weight and he didn't have much time to live.

"We will come first, die first, we will die first, we will also want food, and electric lights, we will also want."

"Yes, we want to do it too. We have guns, and we can't die at all."

Bubu had to do it because he was the boss. Just as he could execute people who he thought had violated the rules at will, he needed power, and all this came from him leading everyone to find a new way to survive.

"Let's go out."

The fully armed people no longer wear heavy makeup and pose, but put on guns and weapons on their backs, followed Bubu out of the alley.

Their body structure is male after all, and they have not been erased much in terms of explosive power and absolute power. When their weapons ejected bullets, the town recognized the existence of this force. The prerequisite is that they must hold together firmly and not provoke the power that the four-guard cannot afford to provoke.

Bubu came to Edward's base wisely. Here he saw an unforgettable picture. In the ghost prison, if anyone says he is kind, it will definitely be difficult for him to survive. But it is not entirely true that everyone is extremely cruel. Some people are thrown in just because they have mastered what others need. Some people have become extremely vicious people recognized by law because they are framed. The country that easily refuses to execute the death penalty will secretly transport some prisoners here. They need to consume more and more prisoners here every year. Many people will be consumed every year. There are not many people who can see corpses in their lives. The smell of rotten areas and the vultures hovering in the sky happened to detect thunder for the people inside.

In Edward's house, two bath barrels and sacks were filled with broken limbs and broken arms. Blood flowed into the land in the courtyard along the passage inside the house and seeped into the ground under the ground.

Edward has more than 20 subordinates in the Ghost Prison and more than 40 guns. He is one of the forces here in the corner. He has a rated share of distribution every day. Occasionally, he can catch someone to get some information to fight Qiu Feng. He has always been very wise to choose what he should do. He catches people with a bounty of less than a million yuan to exchange for supplies. Only more than 20 people at this level can suppress the place, otherwise he will be destroyed by attacks. Success or failure is only in one thought. You are a successful strong man, and you become a corpse.

A few people vomited, Bubu held back and thought of the figure. He was so strong that he gave people an invincible feeling.

"They were very thoughtful. We poured all these things into the sewage pipes, then cleaned up a little, and we went to get the supplies."

Only those with guns and power can go to the line to get enough shares, and those with guns and power can complete the bounty task and get supplies. When you think of taking a bath, thinking of delicious food, thinking of those privileges that only a few people can have, Bubu gritted his teeth and did it, and he always needs to fight to change his life in a humble way.

Dragging the sack, he drew blood marks on the ground. Edward's power was very close to the sewage discharge pipeline, and waves of blood began to burst out from the center point. After all this, it was almost noon. The supplies supply truck that once a day drove in. Bubu walked to the central square and received the attention of many people. Those who once vented their slaughter on them were the most despised by this type of person, but when they now had guns in their hands, there had been changes up and down, at least no one dared to provoke them.

"Bub, it's not bad. Edward's power is occupied, so guard it."

Bubu walked to the place where the materials were piled up for the first time. The four major forces were responsible for distributing supplies to everyone. They were on time every day. The rest of the things that didn't come were theirs. Many people could only get a glass of water and a piece of bread and a dregs that were so hard that you would need to chew at night.

Bubu raised his hand, and several people under his periphery pointed at the sky and pulled the trigger, announcing the birth of a new force.

The middle-aged man with a beard smiled and kicked the supplies at his feet, indicating that they belonged to Edward. He hooked his fingers and waited until Bubu approached and hugged his body and put his hands on him: "You are still so sexy and charming. You will not come out once you become the boss, right?"

Bubu's eyes shone with his head down, but when he raised his head, he smiled and lit up the other person's rosacea with his fingers: "Oh, come to me in the afternoon, I'll take a shower, don't say I won't let you get out of bed."

The bearded man was greatly satisfied. He was just a medium-sized leader and his authority was only some permissions that were distributed no more than everyone's limit. He signaled his subordinates to give Bubu two more buckets of water, patted his butt and said, "It made me smell delicious, little fairy, let's see who can't get out of bed this time."

While people were not paying attention, they threw a small package to Bubu, which was to pay the currency required for a certain transaction in advance. Bubu threw a charming eye and took the people away. However, few people dared to come and snatch those jealous materials. If you have money in your hands, what if a group of people - monsters, they will shoot. This is the most important thing. Dare to shoot, this is even more important. Smelling the bloody smell on their bodies, these guys are very cruel.

In the long queue, Bubu saw Zhang Shidong walking forward with a kettle, holding a stream of people. He said nothing, and regarded it as if he had not seen him, and took the people away to enjoy the rich supplies they really had.

Zhang Shidong changed the cannon under his shirt, and two Glock 19 were tucked on the side of his belt. Two bullet-filled magazines were stuffed into his military boots. These two guns were enough to allow him to deal with almost all situations. His dozens of bullets meant dozens of lives. He slept with his arms in the corner for several hours. He continued to wander and search in the ghost prison town, but he still found nothing. Until now everyone was heading towards the same target, he appeared in the team.

The dust on his head and face made him not very different from those around him. The dagger deliberately hung on his trouser legs gave him evidence of preserving his clothes and shoes. When he received the food, he also received an extra piece of bread than those untidy guys, and the other party was not stingy to fill the kettle.

Rules are a necessity for peaceful coexistence among a group of criminals. They are not afraid of killing people. They rarely make enemies between ruthless people. Here, either you kill people or you don’t provoke people. The price of beating people is often sacrificed. You don’t know who will give you secretly. So Zhang Shidong did not show off his attack. The person who distributes food on the other side will not easily cause trouble for him. The value of those broken bread is not high. It is just a mood problem for them to give one more and one less.

Zhang Shidong nodded, walked to the side while chewing the bread, facing a huge strong man pretending to walk past and snatch the dagger away from him. He acted very calmly, swinging a kettle to knock the other party down, snatching the dagger back, snatching the knives, and snatching the thighs, and quickly evacuated the scene. He was not afraid that others would question his actions. He just didn't want to be recruited yet, at least not now.

Except for someone looking for Zhang Shidong's figure, no one cared about the twitching body on the ground, letting him recover some strength and crawled away on the ground. As for whether he died or not, no one paid attention to him. If he died, he would die. What does it have to do with me if he was alive?

With Zhang Shidong's level, he had been in this ghost prison for five days. He began to believe in his thoughts more and more. The water in this ghost prison was too deep. There were many masters here. They either depended on the four major forces or were under the care of the four major forces and could not come out without causing trouble. On weekdays, they stayed in their own acres of land, and there were special people to deliver food. Zhang Shidong did not go to investigate the base camp of the four major forces and three houses. He knew that unless he used force to start a war, the other party was not vegetarian. In such a small town with almost no cover, the living places of each force were not enough. There were impossible to connect to the courtyard between the houses. In this courtyard, tents and brick and earthen houses built made you have almost no possibility of passing. It would not work in secret to reconnaissance of this road.

In the bright sunshine, Zhang Shidong sat in the corner of the wall, enjoying the warmth of all the sunshine shining on his body. A few days ago, he had to return to the northeast to celebrate the New Year. A few days later, he appeared in the desert area on the edge of the desert, turning from a enjoyer to a prisoner in a cage. Whether he could go out was still unknown, and he had to work hard to complete the task.

Damn, I am the only privilege I enjoy in China. You can perform such tasks. (To be continued...)
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