The storm lasted for two days before gradually subsided.

Finally, the barrier in the ninth zone resisted the invasion of the storm, and the terrifying storm, which seemed like a giant beast, was defeated in the confrontation with the barrier, retreated, and disappeared. When the storm retreated, everything returned to its original calm. The people hiding in the ninth zone also began to act, and they ran back and forth, preparing weapons, food, ammunition and all the supplies they could use. The trading hall, which was still deserted on weekdays, is also crowded at the moment. After each storm retreats, many mutations and energy-absorbing monsters will appear where the storm passes. In order to ensure the safety of the gathering place, each controlling the gathering place has

At this time, mercenaries and hunters are entrusted to sweep and clear these monsters around. On the one hand, they are to ensure smooth roads with the outside world. On the other hand, they also need to obtain energy chips from these monsters to supplement the network energy lost by opening the shield. Among them, only those who have made outstanding contributions to the gathering forces can obtain the qualification to live forever here. It is even possible to go further and join the middle level of the gathering forces and become one of them. This is a very attractive choice for those mercenaries, hunters and warriors who are wandering around.

It is precisely because of this that the trading hall is full of people at this moment. This place used to be a commodity trading center before the disaster, but now it has lost its original function. However, even so, people still found another use for it.

"Hey, we're going to clean up the zombie group in the West Side. Is there anyone together?"

"The Red Beard Mercenary Group is recruiting people! As long as you can prove yourself, you can join the Red Beard Mercenary Group, and you can have your own home here! Come and sign up!"

"Gun! Cannon! Grenades! As long as you can afford it, we have all the weapons you can use here! If you need it, we can even get you a chariot and howitzer! The number is limited, so buy it as soon as possible!"

Amid the noise like a vegetable market, Feren walked up the stairs on the second floor silently. He did not pay attention to the unlucky guys in the trading hall. Most of them could not come back alive. The recruiting mercenary group would send the recruited rookies to the front to make meat shields, called "trial", and only those who survived in the end could get the opportunity to join the mercenary group. Of course, before that, he had to ensure that he was intact and not been disabled by the monsters in front of him or the bullets behind him, otherwise he would not have been able to see the sun tomorrow.

As for those announcements of coordinated combat, they are even more ill-fighting notices that both sides know well. Perhaps they can still work together when fighting monsters, but as long as the goal is completed, it is not new to the companions who fought side by side who immediately turned against each other. After all, the reward is so much, the fewer people, the more rewards and spoils they receive will naturally be richer.

Even those weapons merchants who seem harmless are not fuel-efficient lights. They can certainly get you everything you want, including howitzers, tanks and tanks. But you can never figure out what they have done in it. Perhaps when you drive out with a chariot with pride, the unlucky chariot will "accidentally" break down, or when you plan to use a tank to send a monster opposite, it will "accidentally" touch the ubiquitous high-voltage current and then turn into a pile of coke. At this time, those weapons merchants will recycle and reuse these weapons and vehicles in the spirit of "environmental protection".

This is the end of the world, and order still exists, it just depends on how you understand it.

The heavy door closed behind Feiron, and at the same time, the noisy and noisy sounds outside were isolated. Feiron took off the wide-brimmed hat on his head, smiled and looked forward. Judging from the luxurious and clean decoration, this was obviously a VIP room. Apart from Feiron, there were many people here, most of them Feiron knew each other, and a small number of them had never seen before, but even so, Feiron guessed the identities of these people.

Those who are qualified to appear here are all powerful people with a number in the ninth zone. In this way, it is not difficult to guess the identities of those strangers.

Seeing Feiron's appearance, almost everyone present changed their faces. Most of the people who knew Feiron looked solemn, while those strangers who Feiron had never met had expressed doubts on their faces. It was obvious that they did not know what the young man in front of them came from.

"Hey, I really didn't expect that they would come to you too. It seems that the old men did encounter a difficult problem this time, 'doctor'."

A woman sitting on the sofa waved at Faren bored. She looked about twenty-five or six years old, with colorful hair dyed. On that pretty face, she was covered with lip rings, nose rings and earrings everywhere. Even on both sides of her eyelids, there were two metal rings hanging down. It looked like this woman's whole face was like a metal product fair, enough to make any patient with intensive phobia faint.

"Hello, His Highness 'Queen'."

Facing the woman's greeting, Feiren smiled and bowed to her. When Feiren's response was heard, the woman was obviously quite helpful. She smiled and waved her hand, and then threw a charming look at the black cat next to Feiren.

"Oh, little cutie, you're here too. Do you want to come to my sister for candy?"

Hearing the greeting of the "Queen", the black cat poked his head out from Feiren, looked at her, and then quickly shrank back. Seeing the black cat's reaction, the "Queen" shrugged his shoulders. Just as she was about to say something, suddenly, a man like a giant bear stood up, walked to Feiren with great strides, and stared at him condescendingly.

"You're the 'doctor'?"

"That's right."

Hearing the man's inquiry, Feiren nodded with a smile on his face, and at the same time he stared at the man in front of him. When he heard Feiren's answer, the man suddenly tightened his muscles. Then he grabbed Feiren's collar, pulled him up, and stared at him fiercely.

"It's you who killed my brother?!"

"I don't know who you are referring to, this gentleman."

Even though the other party grabbed the collar, Feilun still had no reaction. The black cat next to him arched his body and stared at the man who dared to be rude to his master, and let out a threatening roar. As for the people behind him, they either showed an attitude of not being concerned about their own affairs or showed an expression of watching the show. Those who knew Feilun directly looked at the man in front of him with a look of looking at the dead.

"Two days ago, at the bar, or did I want to use my fists to make you remember it!?"

The man didn't care about the gazes that were betting on him. He clenched his fists as big as a casserole, and the veins on it began to tremble involuntarily. Seeing this scene, the smile on Feiren's face still did not change at all.

"Oh......I certainly remember that patient, although I treated him, because he was terminally ill, I had to choose to kill him. Is there any problem?"

"What did you say!!!"

Hearing Feiron's answer, the man became more and more angry. He clenched his fists and raised them hard. Looking at the scene in front of him, Feiron did not struggle. On the contrary, he just shook his head slightly with a helpless smile.

"It seems that you need treatment, too."

Just as the man heard this, he suddenly felt a sense of extreme trembling fear erupting from his body. This was the instinct of a warrior who was experienced and warned him that the shadow of death was approaching. As a warrior, he immediately jumped back quickly, and at the same time tensed the muscles in his body. The strength began to flow rapidly and condense to ensure a shocking and fatal blow.........

However, when the man jumped away and landed again, his huge body completely lost its strength and fell to the ground with a "bang". His unsightly eyes were still full of anger, but the flame of life had completely disappeared from it. There was no trace of scar on the man's body, and only the scalpel inserted in the center of his forehead could explain what happened at that moment.

Seeing this scene, those who were new to the people changed their faces. You should know that this man is a powerful man with level 5 authority. Not only that, he is also the leader of a mercenary group. But now, he is just lying here and turning into a cold corpse......... The young man actually killed the other party casually. Don't he understand what this means?

On the contrary, those familiar with Feilun just glanced at the corpse and withdrew their eyes with no interest. They had long guessed that the idiot would have such an ending. A leader of a mercenary group? A level 5 authority dog? What does this count as?

Everyone is equal before death, but it is definitely not just empty talk.

"Squeak..."

Just as the air in the room fell into silence again, the door opened again, and then an old man in a suit appeared in front of everyone. He first glanced at the body of the man lying on the ground, and then looked at the quietly standing beside Faren, smiling silently.

"You are still the same, 'doctor'."

Facing the old man's words, Feilun did not respond. However, the old man obviously didn't care whether Feilun answered this question. He waved his hand gently, and soon someone entered the room and quickly dragged the man's body out. Then, the door closed again.

No one objected to the old man's actions, because the old man who seemed weak in front of them was the executive director of the Blackstone Group, which controls the entire gathering place of the ninth district. In simple terms, he is the king here.

"Okay, since you all have arrived, I won't talk much nonsense."

Standing in front of everyone, the old man coughed, then he raised his head and looked at the people sitting or standing in front of him.

"Thank you for taking the time to come out of your busy schedule. I think you may have discovered that everyone present has some strength in the ninth district. In fact, the reason why we call you is also very simple."

When he said this, the old man paused for a moment before continuing.
Chapter completed!