Game Tycoon Reborn

"Forget it! Next time if you do this again, I'll kill you!" Wang Xi'an waved his hand, motioning for the entertainer to go away.

Unexpectedly, the strong man suddenly fell to his knees and said repeatedly to Wang Xi'an: "Boss, please do me a favor! Take me! I have strength, my head is still hard, I don't eat much, really Not much!"

As soon as the man knelt down, all the mutants who watched the excitement surrounded him.

Lu Menglin and the others were also secretly curious. They didn't expect that Wang Xi'an still had such a big face in the red zone. When he walked on the street, people wanted to be his pawn.

Wang Xi'an was expressionless, shook his head, and said, "Your mutation level is too low, and the power type is the most common, so it's useless. Go away! I don't need you!"

The strong man wanted to say something more, but two of Wang Xi'an's subordinates stepped forward, one on each side, like carrying a chicken, and carried the man to the side of the street, not allowing him to block the way of the boss.

When everyone saw this scene, they realized that it was indeed as Wang Xi'an said, that even two random younger brothers around him could easily deal with the strong man with a strong head. It seems that there is really no market for powerful mutants in the red zone.

Chapter 668 The Strong Eat the Jungle

"Since the conditions here are so difficult, why don't you leave?" the girl Li couldn't help asking.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were uttered, the faces of Wang Xi'an and several younger brothers who were next to him changed at the same time.

"Little sister, are you a mutant too? Do you know how mutants are treated outside? After leaving the red zone, we first have to accept a series of almost harsh inspections, and then we have to restrict our freedom. Those people will use discrimination I look at you and treat you like a monster. No one can survive in that environment and will escape soon." Wang Xi'an said seriously.

"But here, you are not living well!" the girl Li said weakly.

Wang Xi'an shrugged his shoulders, showing a helpless smile that only mature men have, and replied: "Anyway, it's not good, at least it's up to you here, everyone is the same."

"And now it is not easy to get out of the red zone. Many normal people who are desperate want to come here to find opportunities, and then they will soon find that mutations will not make them stronger, but will only make them more and more inseparable. here."

When Wang Xi'an said this, his eyes fell not far away, he stretched out his hand and said, "Look over there! Then you will know what the correct way of living in the red zone is."

Everyone looked in the direction Wang Xi'an pointed, only to see two rows of soldiers of unknown nationality armed with live ammunition guarding a large open truck, slowly driving into the middle of the street.

All the mutants on the street surrounded him, like flies biting carrion.

"Line in line, come one by one! Don't jump in line, don't mess up!" A big bald head appeared on the open truck, shirtless, and shouted at the mutants.

Soon, the mutants approaching the big truck consciously lined up into two lines. The first line looked obviously taller and stronger, and many of them were full of animal-like mutant beauty.

The number of the other is obviously much smaller, and all of them are sallow and thin, as if they are malnourished.

A few men in white coats jumped out of the caravan. They looked like medical staff. They held some simple medical equipment in their hands, mainly syringes and blood bags.

"Is this going to help them check their bodies? It turns out that there are also free trials in the red zone!" Xiaojie laughed casually.

But soon, he couldn't laugh out loud.

Because those mutated people who lined up stepped forward one by one, and the medical staff used extremely rough methods to draw blood from their bodies, and then exchanged for a package of cheap-looking food from the bald man.

As for those mutants who looked thinner, after their blood was drawn, they could exchange some dollar bills from the hands of the bald man. Although it was only a change of one or two yuan, it was better than those cheap food anyway. Some.

A whole bag of blood was drawn from each mutant, but only a bag of expired cheap food, or one or two dollars was exchanged. Trading is a gift.

"They are all low-level mutants. They can't get food, and there is no organization to accept them. They can only sell blood for something to eat. Those who can exchange for US dollars are all auxiliary low-level mutants. They are too capable. weak, can only use

Come study. "Wang Xi'an said in a low voice.

Looking at those mutants who looked like refugees, the younger brothers around Wang Xi'an all showed gratitude. It was because they joined the organization and followed Wang Xi'an that they would not be reduced to the end of selling blood.

After those low-level mutants completed the transaction with their own blood, they gathered together one after another, and there was a very strange phenomenon.

That is, next to each auxiliary mutant, there will be at least two to three power mutants. Although their faces are all pale due to blood loss, they are very resolute when they do this.

Then, these small temporary teams will look at each other, choose another team, and then five or six people will stare at each other and leave silently.

"What a strange move, they seem to be going to a duel." As a high-level mutant, Xiaojie can easily detect the killing intent on those who left.

"They are living together. The US dollars can buy some necessities for survival, such as medicine, but their food and US dollars cannot feed everyone, so they will choose a team as their opponent, and then the two sides will find a place where there is no one to fight. , The winner takes most of the resources, and the loser has to wait for the next chance to sell blood." Wang Xi'an introduced in a low voice.

I didn't expect the mutants in the red zone to live such a hard life, and everyone felt a sudden tightness in their chests.

"There shouldn't be a shortage of food in the jungle, right? Why don't they get some?" At this time, Lu Menglin finally asked a question.

Wang Xi'an seemed to have expected that someone would ask such a question, nodded, stretched out his hand to gently caress his half of his face that had been ruined, and said with a smile: "The result of going to the jungle to find food, ha ha! Turning yourself into jungle food most of the time."

"The current mutation rate of human beings is far inferior to those creatures in the jungle. Be it beasts or plants, they are too powerful! This damn red mist!"

Wang Xi'an lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I don't know what is the purpose of your coming to the red zone, but I want to give you a piece of advice, don't go into the jungle! It's more terrifying than you imagined! In fact, my face, It was the masterpiece when I entered the edge of the jungle last time. There were nearly a hundred people who went in with me, all with guns, but less than ten people ran out."

"What did you encounter?" Carlo asked, frowning.

Because the task of their joint team is to enter the depths of the jungle, find the horned lord of the flies and destroy it, so of course he will be very concerned about the information of the jungle.

"Haha! I don't even know what happened to me! At that time, we only entered the area less than three kilometers away from the jungle, and an inexplicable acid rain killed most of the staff, and the rest of them were retreating. At that time, I was attacked by a group of mutated monkeys again, and my face was torn off at that time." Wang Xi'an made a wry smile with half of his face, which made everyone palpitate.

At this time, two more military trucks stopped at the intersection, and several men jumped out of the car, one of them raised a horn and shouted: "Who has a fresh corpse of a mutant creature? Buy it in US dollars! Time is limited, too low Don’t take it while you’re waiting!”

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With the shouting of Ba Li, the mutants on the street looked sideways. After some hesitation, a few mutants who seemed to be a bit strong walked slowly towards the truck.

"Who are they? Collect the blood of mutants and buy the corpses of mutant creatures. What are they trying to do?" Carlo asked, frowning.

Wang Xi'an's eyes showed a complex expression, he shook his head and said: "Those people are the biggest forces in the Red Zone, they are related to the local garrison, and no one dares to provoke them. It is said that they collected those things under the influence of a super big Entrusted by the rich, it is used to study mutants. Only they can get a lot of supplies that are in short supply, and people in the city cannot do without them."

"It looks like a profiteer, right? Those who sell mutant creatures to them are all small organizations like you?" No one expected, Lu Menglin suddenly said with a smile.

Wang Xi'an was taken aback for a moment, a little surprised that this guy's powers of observation and deduction were too keen. Originally, he didn't want to reveal these words, but the other party easily deduced them from his own words.

"Yes! Hunting mutant creatures and selling them to them is the business with the greatest return, and it is also the most dangerous. You came to the red zone, isn't that the same idea?" Wang Xi'an said with a half-smile.

Lu Menglin shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Almost! But if we want to hunt, we will hunt the biggest prey, and small characters can't be looked down upon."

"Whatever you want! But in the red zone, you'd better not provoke trouble, especially not to provoke them. They have flame tattoos on their left arms, which are easy to identify. If you provoke people who shouldn't be provoked, I won't I will help out." Wang Xi'an sneered.

Lu Menglin smiled and said, "Is that so? Even giving dollars won't help?"

Hearing this sentence, Wang Xi'an suddenly turned his face, stared at Lu Menglin fiercely, and said word by word: "Young man, you heard me clearly! In the red zone, money is not everything. When I first entered the red zone, I carried more dollars than you. But it didn’t work. If you don’t want to turn into a corpse, you’d better not be too ostentatious!”

Although this guy's tone was fierce, Lu Menglin and the others could still hear a hint of concern.

"Mr. Wang Xi'an, please don't use your annual salary to challenge my pocket money. You can't be richer than me. In this regard, I am very, very confident!" Lu Menglin raised his head and chest, with a proud face Said proudly.

Wang Xi'an's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he heard. How could there be such a brazen guy in this world?

Under his glance, Xiaojie and Maiden Li nodded at the same time, while Liu Guofeng let out a heavy snort from his nose.

"In terms of probability, what he said is right. No matter what you did before or what kind of family you came from, the probability that he is richer than you is as high as 90.00% [-], so you don't have to question this, just accept it That's good." Carlo folded his arms and said with a smile.

Looking at this group of people, Wang Xi'an felt that his chest was very tight. This group of people is completely out of touch!Can we still have fun together?