global pollution

Although it is a multi-story building, it is still incredible.

Xia Ren realized that if he wanted to live here, it was definitely not just about having money.

"What is the identity of your boss?"

Chapter 492 Chasing the Enemy Thousands of Miles

Hall didn't hide it, saying: "He is the city councilor of Thorley City."

"Member?"

Maybe it was because of his nervousness about not getting old, Xia Ren suddenly became alert and began to wonder if this was their conspiracy again.

But then he realized that he was just a city councilor and not yet qualified to join the Youth Club.

"No wonder."

Xia Ren sighed.

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Chapter 492 of "Total Pollution"

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Chapter 493 This place is full!

But that person...

Xia Ren thought for a while, and decided to forget it.

Now, the only thing he can trust is his own strength.

However, under the influence of the fungus, Xia Ren's strength has been greatly weakened. He must find a way to improve his strength to deal with the upcoming crisis, but currently the fastest way to improve his strength is to enter the ancient dream, or make up After finishing Chapter 1 of Xuanjun's Seven Secret Scriptures, no matter whether it is the fragments of ancient dreams or the magic tome, they are things that he cannot obtain in a short time.

However, it is not hopeless.

Xia Ren remembered that in his old home in Jupiter City, there was still an item that he had almost forgotten. He asked Qin Yun to go back to get that item.

"Hope it goes well."

Xia Ren prayed silently in his heart.

He came out this time, except for the rootless water that had already merged with him, and the coward's ear pick, he only brought one containment.

Xia Ren looked out the window, subconsciously playing with a cube metal block in his hands, feeling the cold temperature brought by the other party.

The announcement on the plane began to remind passengers that they were about to arrive at their destination, and not long after that, with a slight turbulence, the plane slowly stopped on the runway.

Xia Ren closed his eyes, relying on the fungus on the back of his left hand, he could vaguely sense the location of the heretic, in this city.

Taking a deep breath, he sat up from his seat.

When he was about to get out of the plane, at the exit side, a slender, dark-skinned male flight attendant showed Xia Ren a hearty smile, and said:

"I wish you a pleasant journey."

Xia Ren nodded to him politely, not paying attention.

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This place belongs to the city of Dallas on the edge of the metropolis of Maryland. The humid warm wind from the ocean passes here, blocking the cold wind from the Promise Ice Field, so although it is the end of December, the temperature in this city has risen to over [-] degrees.

A hundred kilometers further east of Dallas is another metropolis - Los Santos.

Los Santos is adjacent to the ocean, and is one of the areas closest to the mainland of the Northern State. Nearly a quarter of the cargo transportation between the two continents depends on the port here.

As early as 700 years ago, the predecessor of Los Santos was the notorious "Nation of Pirates" in history.

Relying on the geographical advantages, people living here often rob cargo ships, or forcibly collect goods at extremely low prices, and then resell them to the mainland at high prices, causing merchants in other continents and locals in Xizhou to suffer.

Under the long-term monopoly, Los Santos has developed several big families, united with each other, and deeply rooted. Although Los Santos has changed hands several times, and troops from the interior of the West Continent have set foot in this place countless times, the strong dragon does not suppress the local snake. The "National" flag never fell until the Supreme Alliance Government emerged on the Blue Star.

Under the power of the Dispute Arbitration Court, the pirate country persisted for 300 years before it was finally wiped out and renamed Los Santos.

But even so, the several big families entrenched here have not completely disappeared, but have turned to the dark place. The habits left over from history have also led to the local people's toughness. Even in the [-] metropolises of Blue Star, the crime rate can still Ranked in the top ten.

Under the influence of Los Santos, the situation in Dallas is similar, or even worse. However, Los Santos is close to the coast and rich in resources. Crime is mainly concentrated in civilian areas, and it is relatively prosperous near the city center.

Dallas City is already an inland city, lacking in resources, and the high crime rate has destroyed the economy here. More people lose job opportunities and crime will increase, so they can only fall into an endless loop.

It is an exaggeration to say that there is almost nothing left in this city except chaos.

Xia Ren walked all the way from the airport to the center of the city to the suburbs on the other side, almost spanning the entire city.

Prosperity has nothing to do with this place. What he sees most on the streets are closed shops during the day, homeless men lying on the side of the road, and a large number of prostitutes.

I heard that the Dallas council made up its mind to revitalize the economy and crack down on thugs, so they used various welfare temptations to attract some capital to invest here, built high-rise buildings in the city, and opened many shops, in order to Change the bad status quo.

However, locals in Dallas often spontaneously organize "zero-dollar purchases". The capitalists who couldn't afford to wear took the train and ran away overnight, leaving the city that made them sad forever.

The empty shops that Xia Ren saw along the way were almost all traces of that period.

However, he came to this city with a clear purpose, he didn't care about the surrounding scene, and he didn't want to interact with ordinary people, provided that they didn't mess with him.

"Wrong direction."

Sitting in a taxi with no air conditioner and full of abnormal noise from the interior, Xia Ren reminded the driver.

The latter laughed twice indifferently, and Xia Ren felt that there was a bit of undisguised threat and disdain for outsiders in his laughter.

"Don't worry, I have been driving for so many years, I am familiar with this place, there will be no problem."

The driver did not reduce the accelerator, speeding on the suburban road full of potholes.

His self-confidence is not unreasonable. The number of foreign tourists who have been slaughtered by him has exceeded three digits over the years, and there has never been a problem.

But the driver didn't know who he was pulling this time.

Xia Ren was sitting in the co-pilot, and was bumped several times so that his head hit the roof of the car.

He had lost his patience and was in no mood to argue with the driver.

Half a minute later, the vehicle continued to drive on the road. Xia Ren drove the car alone, heading in the direction of the heretic who was being sensed.

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