Resurrection Empire

Wen Lei's reaction was finally quicker once.

Zheng Tian didn't need to remind him, he had already made a decision, and while speaking, he reached out to grab the alloy stick in Ren Zhong's hand.

Ren Zhong turned around, blocked Wen Lei's movements, and said calmly, "No need, you two go first."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zheng Tian who was standing at the corner of the street in surprise and at a loss, "You too."

Seeing that the two were motionless, Ren Zhong got up, pulled out the alloy stick at the same time, threw it on the ground casually, and patted his palms, as if to shake off the blood on his hands.

"Let you go. It's not a big deal for me, Zheng Tian, ​​you know."

He nodded slightly again and added, "Well, I have a plan."

Chapter 68 The heroic and valiant Ma Xiaoling, the mayor's concealment

"what?"

Zheng Tian froze for a few seconds before slowly regaining consciousness.

She finally recalled the fervent energy that Madhafo had when he sent his mission out the night before, and suddenly realized.

Hi!Really, what am I panicking about.

The king of connections, which round should I worry about.

Frightened to death, I almost thought he was just as pissed off as Wen Lei.

Feelings, he thought about the way back before he started.

Since the heavy duty did not go out hunting with the team this time, everyone hadn't had time to see his masterful demeanor, which is considered to be a perfect man.

Zheng Tian's brain supplement came a bit later, and its intensity has also weakened, but it arrived even though it was late.

Several people were discussing, and the hunters roared.

Several people quickly retreated to the side, watching the hunter skillfully open the lid to pick up the goods and leave.

After finishing the incident, the hunter did not lift off directly, but only slightly raised the altitude and went to the other side of the alley.

When the hunter left, Wen Lei reluctantly was dragged away by Zheng Tian.

Ren Zhong was not in a hurry to leave, thinking that people would be killed anyway, so it would be unreasonable not to touch the corpse.

He leaned over and pulled off the temporary watch on the right hand of the strong man surnamed Huang, put it on the left hand, and tried to read the balance of wealth.

Yes, there is a password, which is a pity.

"Brother, I know his password."

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked man at the opposite door walked out of the door at some point, standing in front of Ren Zhong and said.

One of his feet happened to be stepping on Tianling Gai, a strong man named Huang who was thrown to the ground by the hunters.

At this time, his toes were raised, as if he was rubbing phlegm on the ground, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not.

Ren Zhong narrowed his eyes, "You even know the password? Are you accomplices?"

"How is that possible! Brother, you don't look like me!"

Ren nodded, "Is it true, you wanted to help her before."

Ren Zhong pointed at the girl who was still lying on the side, completely frightened.

Ren Zhong thought, this person looks hideous, but his heart is not completely rotten.

The sharp-mouthed monkey sighed, and then gave a thumbs up, "Hey. Big brother, you are so smart, you can see through me at a glance."

"Don't play tricks, let's get down to business. Tell me, what is his password, and how do you know it?"

Before the guards came, Ren Zhong, the gangster who committed crimes in the street, started to interrogate him instead.

The sharp-mouthed monkey rolled his eyes, "I grew up with him. When we first started scavenging in our teens, we told each other our passwords. If one dies, the other can continue to use the dead person. money, lest it be recovered in vain.”

"Then you should be brothers who died. You really don't want to avenge him?"

"I just want him to die."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"I have no talent as a professional, and being a scavenger for half my life is a waste of life. He is different. He measured the brain-machine synchronization rate last year, and then began to prepare for becoming a mecha warrior. And then... he's short of money, so I don't need to say more about the rest? Brother, what about my clothes? And my ribs."

Ren Zhong asked curiously, "Then why didn't he kill you?"

The sharp-mouthed monkey shrugged, "Because I'm so cowardly, he wants me to go east, but I won't go west. I still send him money from time to time, how could he be willing to kill me?"

Ren Zhong asked again: "Then how do you know he didn't change his password?"

"He said he changed it. But I don't think so, because changing the password requires 10 contribution points. He didn't even save enough money to buy a first-class exoskeleton, so how could he spend such a waste of money. He knew I didn't have the guts to touch him. "

Ren Zhong: "That's true."

"Then let me try it, anyway, I'm not wrong."

Ren Zhong: "How do you want to divide?"

"Twenty percent of me, eighty percent of you."

"it is good."

The transfer was completed, 61.2 points were received, and the account balance with heavy responsibility became 429.11.

Just as the two shared the spoils, people from various households in the alley came out one after another and gathered around them one after another.

At first, Ren Zhong thought that these people were simply here to eat melons, just like every time in the past.

Unexpectedly, he saw excitement in the eyes of these supposedly insensitive people at the bottom.

"Dead? Is this offal really dead?"

"Hahahaha! Dead! Good death!"

"I fuck Nima!"

"Finally dead!"

The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks happily kicked out the Tianling Gai under his feet and kicked it into the crowd.

Immediately the crowd started cheering you kick and kick, like playing football, and one of the half-old children actually made an arc.

There were men and women hugging each other and crying, crying and chanting, their grievances pouring down like a flood.

Ren Zhong pricked up his ears and listened to the cry of the couple for a few seconds, only to realize that the barely pretty woman had long been taken advantage of by a brawny man surnamed Huang and returned home disappointed.

Her man could only watch, squatting in the corner crying, and had to prepare meals for the strong man surnamed Huang.

There are also people who put their fists in their hands and look up at the sky, only saying that God opened their eyes.

There are also people who are both grateful and nervous, secretly begging for the responsibility, and whispering that the wicked must be rubbed by the wicked.

After listening for less than 2 minutes, Ren Zhong felt his scalp tingling.

He felt that he was late.

This strong man with the surname Huang is the lingering nightmare of the poor people on this street. To describe him as evil is to flatter him.

"First... thank you sir."

I don't know when, the first girl came out of Huang's strong man's house, stood in front of Ren Zhong, bowed her head to express her gratitude.

The enemy is dead, but her face is still miserable.

Ren nodded emphatically, "Did you find any medicine in his room?"

"No...no. Really not. If there is, it should be yours, I...I just want to borrow it from you."

Ren Zhong shook his head, "You are indeed stupid. So, wait a minute..."

At this moment, a woman who looked about fifty or sixty years old, but was actually only in her thirties, ran towards this side with panic and vigilance, put her arms around the girl, and then violently pulled her away.

The old woman recited the scriptures in her mouth: "Go! Hurry up! No one in this street knows anyone, it's not safe."

The girl raised her head blankly and struggled, "Mom, where's Dad? How's it going?"

"I'm dead, the hunters have been here before. Don't worry, hurry up!"

"Ah? Ah!" Hearing this, the girl suddenly became weak and stopped struggling.

Howling and crying resounded through the night sky.

Ren Zhong rubbed his nose, not knowing what to say.

If it was before, he would be extremely uncomfortable about it.

But he has been in town for a long time and has seen a lot.

He wasn't numb at all, he just got used to it passively.

He also knew that things like that would repeat themselves every day until the end of the world.

If you want to change the status quo, there is only one way, and that is to realize your ideal.

It's a long way to go, but that's it.

A scorching white light suddenly shot from a distance, and the whistling wind sounded from far to near.

The noisy crowd on the street did not need to be warned. The instinct engraved in their souls made them quickly shut up, and they all avoided the eaves on both sides of the alley to make way for a passage.

A group of light cavalry consisting of eight floating motorboats came in a file.

The shape of these motorboats is somewhat similar to that of Lin Wang's team, but they are larger and more flexible in steering. They are painted in a conspicuous silver-white color.

The motorboats of Lin Wang's team are painted blue, which has a certain camouflage effect in the wild with blue plants, but the guards do not need this.

"Are you the murderer?"

The leading motorboat stopped in front of Ren Zhong, and the bright headlights illuminated Ren Zhong's vision in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

It doesn't matter if the responsibility is heavy, I just raised my head, "It's me."

"Hey, Mr. Ren Zhong?"

A clear female voice exclaimed from the opposite side, and the headlights were turned off immediately.

Ren Zhong blinked, "Me too."

His vision recovered, and he saw the person coming clearly.

This is a slender female mecha warrior wearing an all-silver tight-fitting exoskeleton.

She removed the helmet, her ponytail bouncing back.

She has a calm smile on her face, a pair of phoenix eyes, and the eyebrows above the eyes are thicker than that of ordinary women, which is graceful and heroic.

This is the second time Ren Zhong has seen her, but he has heard her name more than once.

The captain of the town guard, the initial brain-computer synchronization rate is close to 16%, and is currently recognized as the strongest fourth-level mecha fighter in the town, Ma Xiaoling, the daughter of Ma Dafu.

"I heard my dad mention you."

The motorboat lowered its height, Ma Xiaoling jumped out of the car at the same time, looked at Ren Zhong and said.

Ren Zhong also said, "I've also heard a lot of people talking about you. You've been famous for a long time. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Ma Xiaoling nodded slightly, and casually glanced at the corpse of a strong man surnamed Huang not far away, "Although you are an acquaintance, you are dead after all. According to the report we received earlier, you don't actually know this person?"

Ren Zhong did not deny it, "I don't know him."

"Sorry, I'm afraid you still have to go back to the town mansion with me."

Ren Zhong: "No problem."

The other guard members standing behind Ma Xiaoling leaned forward without saying a word, and took out the chains from their hands.

The crowds watching on both sides of the street were already a little riotous.

Some people are going around viciously asking who made the report.

There are also people who are eager to try to jump out and say one or two.

But in the end everyone chose to remain silent.

Ren Zhong was not disappointed by this, it was all he expected.

He doesn't blame these people because it doesn't make sense.