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"I'm sorry, I haven't been here for a long time. I'm not familiar with the place. Excuse me..." Before Flinlow could say a word, the young man who stayed for a moment on the opposite side turned his face and left without saying anything. Leave behind an extremely indifferent back.

Flinlow expected such a result, and he walked away to find a new target—just like what Feng Bei said on the phone, there must be an unorthodox leader in this place.He is now asking one after another, which will definitely attract the attention of the "target", so he doesn't care how many people leave him a cold ass now, he only needs to care about who will take the initiative to come up first.

"Excuse me…"

"excuse me…"

Then I asked several more questions, some of them had the same reaction as before, some pretended not to hear them and walked away, preventing all opportunities to communicate, Flinlow glanced around secretly, he was still in this open space I have been asked all around, but I still haven't seen a single person come forward.

Could it be that the person is not there?

It's not impossible, after all, they are free-range, and it's not the standard meal time, nor is it the time to sleep, maybe they went somewhere to wander.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in the peripheral vision. Flinlow's eyesight was excellent, and it was absolutely impossible to see anything wrong.The black shadow flashed past, approaching in their direction, just above the field in the distance.

Flinlow immediately withdrew all his eyes, pretending that he didn't find anything, and then looked for the next target to ask, and changed direction according to the situation, not leaving the field behind.This orientation is also good for observing what is happening in the distance.

"Excuse me, can you tell me how to get to Seo Town?" The town Flinlow asked was one of the more famous ones around, and it was also the only small town with a good economic development within a hundred miles.

The child on the opposite side looked at him twice, and the hostility in his eyes was the same as before.Then he replied coldly that he didn't know, but that's not bad, at least he wouldn't think that everyone here might be dumb.

The person who just got a reply counted the number of times he had already asked, and decided to change to a different place to "continue to ask". He glanced at the distant field secretly. It never appeared.But Fringlow won't let his guard down.

He retreated to a clearing on the left, which also afforded a perfect view of the field.Fringlow didn't intend to ask further. This place is not much different from the previous location, but the field looks like a blind spot. At the same time, there are still those people around. If he continues to ask, it will definitely attract the attention of others.

Fringlow lit a cigarette, and the second he lowered his head, he saw the flashing black shadow on the field approaching the direction of the orphanage at the fastest speed. They were on a high ground. When people ran down, they couldn't see it. Flinlow slid down the small dirt slope without even thinking about it.

I don't know how the people here take care of the crops. There are still dry straws that have not been cut off, which are about half a person tall.It has a little influence on the speed of people's actions.The black shadow was still in his field of vision, but it was about to flash out, Flinlow suddenly had a thought

——Who is the other party, who can move so fast, even faster than normal, while being blocked by the straw.

He opened his legs to close the distance between the two. Although he could still only see a shadow, the black shadow didn't seem to notice anyone behind him, and he didn't intend to hide all the way. He walked in a very "formatted" way, as if arriving Turned a corner until the turn, without any trace of pre-judgment.

The black figure ran up the extremely steep slope briskly, making one suspect that he was a national athlete.

As soon as it flashed, Flinlow cursed secretly in his heart, "Damn it".Quickly raised his head and looked around, found a very hidden small slope nearby and turned up, the whole process took less than four seconds, but the black shadow had already approached the crowd in the open space, at this time he finally saw Clear the jock's true... back.

——It was indeed a person, but there was something weird everywhere.

Just like what he saw just now, "that person" looked very uncoordinated. When he walked, his joints seemed to be separated, one joint after another, and he felt like he was about to fall apart when he walked. That's how he ran over just now ?

Then, the man's next move made Fringlow explode all over his body. He didn't care about telling others or continuing to hide. He took out the gun attached to his waist and rushed in front of "that man"—— Just now, he saw that this man was raising his hand as if he was going to attack a child who was facing away from him.

"Don't move!" Flinlow held up his gun, and domineeringly protected the seven or eight-year-old child behind him. With this shout, many "companions" who were relaxing not far away, the biggest of them looked At the age of 14, the boy's eyes showed anger and fear, but he rushed over without hesitation.

Flinlow saw the face of "that man". Judging from the frontal appearance, this man seems to be no different from ordinary people. The strange thing is still the way he walks and stands. The footsteps behind him are not small, so he naturally noticed it. While waving his hand to signal the boy to stop, he aimed the black muzzle of the gun at the man's forehead.

The young man behind saw this gesture and rushed over without even thinking about it, as if he wanted to fight this "strange species" to the death.Flinlow took the first step, he kicked the man in the chest, and then blocked the humanoid transmitter rushing behind him.

"Don't be impulsive, do you know what happened?" Flinlow yelled, his voice was loud, and he didn't suppress it at all. The boy wasn't frightened, and he might be in the rebellious period. He yelled even more fiercely: "Who the hell are you, you have to control us"

"I'm Flinlow, deputy captain of the Air Force Second Team of the immediate army of country A." He blurted out without even thinking about it, and only after he said it did he realize how superfluous his words were. Maybe the young man didn't even know what direct lineage was.

Sure enough, the boy stretched his teeth and claws under his arm and said, "How do I know what army you are? It's none of my business. I'm not a member of your team."

"careful!"

"careful!"

In a blink of an eye, the man was about to get up from the ground again, and two reminders came out at the same time, one came from the kind captain in front of him, and the other came from the orphanage behind him, and the voice should be a teenager.Fringlow didn't have time to look back, he raised his gun and fired. The bullet passed through his head, releasing blood mist, and the strong smell of blood permeated the surroundings and was immediately blown away by a gust of wind.

The teenager did not see the scene of the shooting, and his eyes were tightly covered.

"Are you okay?" It was An Ru who rushed over from behind, and he hurriedly asked about the boy's situation.He raised his head again to look at the man in front of him, and said "Thank you".

Flinlow let go of the boy and waved his hands, indicating that these were nothing.Then he said to the two of them: "You first call all the people around you into the small building, and then you..." He raised his finger and pointed at An Ru. It's not that he doesn't remember An Ru's name, but it's just the way to know it Some of them are not suitable to be put on the table, so we have to use "you".

"Me?" An Ru pointed to himself, as if he was a little surprised by disbelief, or that he had done something bad and had a disturbed conscience - thinking that his stalking behavior was discovered and he was about to be retaliated against!

"Yes...you seem to be the oldest, and you should also have the strongest mobility." Flinlow told the real reason.

"Okay, okay." An Ru said, because he worked on the construction site, his skin was a little tanned, and he looked much stronger than other hungry kids.

"Are you okay?" Flinlow asked the young man who might have been frightened just now. The young man glanced at the corpse on the ground, his face was a little pale, but he still nodded.

"If you have nothing to do, go and call everyone around you back to the small building, and then put up a sign at the... door with words written on it, so that the rest of the people who are outside can see it when they come back." Flinlow thought for a while, and got off decision.

The boy suddenly looked at him blankly, scratched his head embarrassingly, as if he had something embarrassing to say.

An Ru couldn't stand it anymore, coughed moderately, "uh" and explained twice: "He hasn't been to school much, and it's still too difficult for him to write."

Fringlow did not expect such a situation, but he just raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "It's nothing, I can write it, that piece of paper."

The boy finally spoke more politely to his savior than before. He nodded and ran to the small building to take out a pencil and a piece of white paper torn from a doodle book.

After taking the pen and paper, he wrote a notice without saying a word. In the eyes of the young man, it was written in eloquence... three lines.

"Paste it on your door, you can find a nail to nail it on." Flinlow ordered, the boy nodded and said "OK", and took the "Masterpiece" and took away the children who were still watching. After passing through the door, only he and a guilty stalker were left at the scene of the crime.

"This man," Fringlow raised his chin to the corpse on the ground, "have you seen it?"

"I haven't, have you seen it?" An Ru didn't know what to do, and asked back as if trying not to show her timidity.

"No," he replied succinctly, "do you know anyone here who resembles a leader?"

"Yes, what do you want to do?" Speaking of this, An Ru felt a little wary, he had never seen this man go out before, and now even if he himself said that he was the vice-captain of the army, it would be credible to An Ru It's still very low. Does it matter what people say?What can you prove by holding a gun? In ancient times, some people said: the one riding a white horse is not necessarily Prince Charming, it may be Tang Seng!

In the same way, it can be proved that the person holding a pistol is not necessarily a soldier, but may also be a bandit!

The author has something to say: I’m back, I’m so excited at the beginning of this plot