Doomsday City Building Game

Chapter 55 Mixing in
The sound of heavy machinery roared over the muddy road, and the dark hymn was sung from the groom's mouth. The whip in the scourge lashed the horses.

Hearing the sobbing behind him, Old John rudely turned his head and whipped his whip, spitting out saliva from his big mouth, and said fiercely, "Hey! Little bastard, I'll slap your tongue again!"

The mother in the tattered robe hugged the skinny little boy tightly, covered his lips tightly, and shook her head with tears.

But then, the long whip with the hook slammed down like raindrops, cracking in the air, and several bloodstains were added to the muddy clothes.

When the groom had enough swearing and swearing, the whip-scarred mother put down her hard hand tremblingly, not even daring to cough out the blood in her throat.

The little boy in his arms had already fainted.She shook her dry, bitten lips, slapping and pinching in horror, trying to wake him up.

Not everyone in this world has the talent to become a magician.Ordinary people who have no possessions will always account for a large proportion, and they can live today, but not tomorrow.

Iverson, who was ambushed by the bushes and stones, immediately turned red with anger and raised his sword eagerly: "This beast... uuuuuu!"

"You give me peace of mind."

"Brother, don't make trouble!"

Jiang Li lowered his voice, his brows and eyes were stern, and he put down the hand that was pressing Angeli to stop him from covering his mouth impulsively, and the two girls showed a warning.

Dressed in tattered sackcloth, Jiang Li licked the little tiger teeth, and the light in his eyes made people stunned for a while, and the speed of his speech was hurried and fast: "Get ready to pick up someone. Go to the little leader of the resistance army who rescued you, and go outside the city. Be ready to pick up, or wait for me where you met me."

Aware of his interest in being hoisted, Jiang snorted in a heartbeat.

She is indeed a natural opportunist. The more dangerous she is, the easier it is to make waves. Xu Jiayue's evaluation is absolutely correct.

Regardless of whether the two of them could be found, or whether the other party would come to support, the girl ghostly strayed to the side of the prison with a wire to open the lock to release the person, her legs hooked on the edge of the wooden cage as agile as a monkey.

The prison door opened wide, and Jiang Li pulled off a slave girl who was leaning on the side. When the other party was confused, he threw it into the grass by the roadside and waited for the two to pick it up: "You can go. Quickly!"

She has long observed that the prison cart has no extravagant magic fluctuations, and the locks are just ordinary bronze locks. I think Abel doesn't think much of these slaves.

That's right, apart from the special existence, who would care whether this chicken or that chicken was killed today?
And the bronze lock is easier to pick from the outside than modern locks. With the sound of the prison scraping through the dead branches, Jiang Li, who was running fast, even clicked the cage and fell lightly the next time the groom turned around.

The sharp long knife pressed against his neck, and the condescending demon behind the groom bowed his head slightly and whispered—

"Be good, you'll die if you move again..."

Where did the pig cage come from, it threatened Old John!
The groom and executioner was so angry that his muscles trembled, his beard was raised, and when he opened his mouth, he wanted to curse and teach this poor-eyed fish a lesson.
"Good boy, the glory of being the butcher of Old John was not a free gift!"

Jiang Li was too lazy to argue with this kind of scum, and his eyes were cold.In the next second, the flame on the blade ignited, and the hot tongue of flames sprayed around like a thin snake.

Flame Pattern!

Magician!
Old John's bell-like eyes widened in shock, and his temper and arrogance disappeared in an instant like a mouse seeing a cat.

In the magic continent, people who can become magicians are one in a hundred, and those who are qualified to come into contact with the magic circle are even more rare. Which one is not a baby of a big power!
The greasy old face twisted with jealousy for a moment, and quickly showed a pleasing smile. Old John opened his mouth, and there was a low-grade alcohol smell in his yellow teeth: "Justice warrior, if you have something to say, say it well..."

There was a lot of wrangling in this room, and the back was also very busy.

After being confused, the refugees ran out of the prison car like dumplings. Several were beaten or couldn't move like the mother, and were also helped by Angeli and Iverson.

Jiang Li, who appeared out of nowhere, was not an ordinary person at first glance. The refugees were inevitably nervous because of their natural awe for the strong. Standing at a distance of eight feet, they dared not bother, like a group of small quails.

The mother who finally woke up the child trembled and knelt on the ground, the psychological defense line that had been suppressed collapsed instantly, and hugged the boy sobbing sobbing: "Thank you, thank you..."

Ding Lingdang's empty prison car carried Jiang Li and the groom away, and on the scorched land, Iverson and Angeli admired even more.

The two turned around and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, that lord left some food in the bushes. Let's take a rest and leave here quickly."

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Although Lancheng is called a city, it does not cover a large area. Excluding the desolate suburbs bordering the forest, it is about the size of a town.

The stone bridge covered with gray and black moss connects the city gate. The winding water in front of the gate has already deteriorated due to the poison of the apocalypse. Occasionally, fish monsters with green faces and fangs emerge from the water, watching the passing prisoners.

"Old John, why is there so little cargo this time?" The defending soldier glanced suspiciously at the gray shadow lying in the cage covered with sackcloth and a hood.

The ice pattern engraved on the back exudes a slight chill, and even the muscles are almost frozen.

Old John was a little stiff, licking his face and growling, as if he was dissatisfied with the injustice he was being looked down upon: "Hey, how did you talk, this time is the best of the best, how can those bastards compare?"

"Hmm." Jiang Li moved slightly in cooperation, as if he could not bear the whiplash and curled up in discomfort, revealing a small section of his fair chin under the rag.

Needless to say, this method of avoiding prying eyes was inspired by Nan Heng.

But this beauty alone made the guard instantly understand what Old John meant. This is obviously a great beauty!
But unfortunately, Lord Abel has been busy recently, and old John is afraid that he will not be able to get his reward.

The guard let it go, and reminded: "The ceremony in three days! Don't forget to supply!"

"Got it! Miscellaneous!" Old John was like a thorn on his back, and his expression was stunned when he turned his back to Jiang Li.

"Cut, what's the arrogance, isn't it that you have such a relative relationship with the captain of the guard. Even I can't beat me!"

The guard pursed his lips and spat, the silver gun in his hand was cold and cold, and continued to monitor the passing cars and horses.

The silver steel helmet shone brightly in the sun, and the middle-aged man looked at the weathered, numb and ordinary, but it was clearly the level 12 coercion indicated by the system!
It's twice her size!
Jiang Li, who was lying on his side in the cage, breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was no big lala coming to the door directly. If you try to climb over the wall, even if you drive fast, I am afraid that you will be caught by the strict guards from all sides.

Back then, a tenth-level octopus almost killed her.

After entering the city, the ear gradually became noisy, but it was like a devil's cave full of screaming and wailing.

The end of the day has come, production has already stopped running, but the resources obtained from copies and monsters are also traded by subordinates.

However, at most, hundreds of ordinary people became slaves, tied up like pigs and dogs and sold at a low price. Bloodstains and dirt were mixed with corpses, and they were dragged out and discarded.

Anyone can trample and beat them recklessly, besieged in the dark corners of the remaining streets full of swill, and the insults are endless, and some people even directly grab the slave girl's long hair and drag it away in a scream.

Old John was holding his breath, but he didn't dare to send this ancestor to such a place. He stopped the carriage stiffly in front of the slave area, and whispered, "Sir?"

The cold wind blew through with the bloody smell not far away.

After not seeing a response for a long time, Old John's face was dark, and he mustered up the courage to look back.

The spacious wooden cage is empty, and there is no figure of that arrogant girl!It's a pity that he didn't even see the other party's appearance!Damn it!

In a messy alley.

Jiang Li had a straight back, put on a cloak to avoid the crowd and walked deep, thinking about the next plan quickly in his mind.

Suddenly, a clear male voice came from behind: "This girl, please stay."

(End of this chapter)