Chapter 71
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
But the gray-haired man did not give up. After waiting in place for a while, after finding that no one came to meet the man born in front of him, he hurriedly followed before the rest of the people who were ready to move.
"Hey, don't do this..." The gray-haired man grabbed the arm of the man in front of him, and his face was filled with a smile. "Look at how heavy you dragged this bag. Instead of walking, I'd better give it to you. The roads in Crane City are complicated, and you may not be able to find the road for the first time."
"Are you sure?" The man with a yellow face was slightly silent, his eyes swept over the gray-haired man in front of him, and then he pulled open the corners of his mouth, revealing eight white teeth. "Okay, I really don't know the way, take me to the Snow family's processing factory."
"Okay, the Snow family's processing plant isn't it?!" Hearing the destination, Renault nodded repeatedly, and walked towards his taxi with a passionate face.
…………
Gray haze spread throughout the sky, and sand and dust rolled past, covering up the outline of the entire city.
A large number of chimneys stood tall, and various black and white gases emerged from the hole and were randomly discharged into the air.
There are densely packed shops everywhere on the street, which are far more diverse than normal. Whether it is animals or high-end animals, cold weapons, hot weapons, clothes or armor, you can see the flashes of traces.
The ragged young ladies stood in front of their respective stores, trembling with cold, while pulling their clothes hard, trying to attract more customers with beauty.
There were many pedestrians on the road, but each one was in a hurry. Sometimes I looked around and looked indifferent, and I looked at each other. I was guarding against each other. Sometimes I gathered together and entered the towering building on the street.
Various roads are built densely, like spider webs.
The driver is right. Even if there is map navigation, it is difficult for people who come here for the first time to find the right path.
Liu Wu turned his head, looked at the car window, and imprinted the scenery in front of him through the thin glass.
In the alley, three adult strong men surrounded a man who looked like an office worker, punched and kicked, and cursed: "When will you pay back the money? If you don't pay it back, you'll sell your remaining kidney and heart, and you'll be more valuable."
On the side of the road, a woman took back her pistol and took back her stolen bag from a freshly baked corpse. She searched for the corpse and kicked it twice.
A group of humans with broken limbs and unconscious eyes wandered aimlessly on the street. When they met a few gentle people, they rushed to get money. From time to time, they fell to death on the street and were directly packed in sacks by the cleaning staff who occasionally passed by.
The underground casino suddenly rushed out of two naked humans. Before they could walk a few steps, they were knocked down by the children on the street. They immediately handed them to the hands of the tracker, and smiled happily to earn a meager reward.
Everything seems absurd and terrifying, but it seems to have a strange order.
Everyone cares about all this and is used to it.
Cran City is worthy of being a famous city. For Liu Wu, it was simply a lightning strike in the opening, and he felt like he could not control his hands.
This ghost place is ten or even nine times more terrifying than Lelang City. It is indeed a city of sin.
"Hunger" came endlessly. Liu Wu, who was a little more irritated by everything in front of him, closed his eyes and was cleansed.
Kaven, Mahler, wrote a chapter for four hours. Every time I enter the next plot, it's like this
Chapter completed!