I have a GBA

Although the night is already deep, Gasoline Town is still a brightly lit scene.

Various entertainment activities are still going on noisily inside.

Gambling, nightclubs, various competitions.

In this era when human life is as cheap as a dog, there are countless people who are willing to sell their bodies in exchange for income from Weibo.

If you can survive, that's great, but if you fail, it's just leaving this difficult world.

The gate of Gasoline Town was guarded by several soldiers with loaded weapons and simple armors.

But it was already late now, and they weren't that focused.

Some were sitting on the floor smoking, or sleeping against the wall.

Seeing Yan rushing towards them, the soldiers became interested.

"What are you doing? Do you have a pass?" asked a leader.

When he arrived, Yan Chong had already asked about the situation in Hawke's Gasoline Town.

"Today is amnesty day, everyone has the right to enter Gasoline Town to have fun." Yan Chong said.

As he spoke, he skillfully took out a can and stuffed it into the guard's hand.

"Help me." Yan Chong said.

"The time has passed..." The leader looked at the sky.

In this dark night, I don't know how he tells the time.

"We are really anxious about something," Yan Chong said, "If we can complete the task, we will have a lot of parts when it comes out."

There is no universal currency in the wasteland.

Even under the rule of Immortal Joe, he had no intention of issuing currency.

He is just a local warlord who only wants to let himself and his children rule this land for eternity and has no interest in developing the economy.

Therefore, civilians mainly rely on barter to make ends meet.

But cannibals have better minds.

Therefore, in addition to hard currencies such as food, water, gasoline, and bullets, parts used to repair cars have become trading items that can be used as a reference.

Most people living in Gasoline Town own cars, and most of their vehicles are assembled cars that are indispensable for various replacement parts.

Therefore, parts can also be spent as money in many cases.

Yan Chong said he had the parts and promised the guard to give them money.

But the doorman has been working here for many years. What kind of villain has he not seen?

He didn't want to hear such empty promises.

"Bring out some more cans!" the guard said, "Don't try to lie to me, I know you still have some!"

Xu Guangyuan stretched out his double-barreled shotgun from behind and pointed it at his head.

"Don't push yourself too far, bastard!" Xu Guangyuan said.

The guard wasn't too scared at first, after all, there were many people here and they all carried guns.

But then he saw the red armor Xu Guangyuan was wearing.

"Bald, vulture?" The guard was a little scared.

"I'm not a vulture. The vulture has been killed by me." Xu Guangyuan behaved fiercely, "If you talk more nonsense, you will end up like him!"

"Let it go!" the guard said immediately.

The vulture's reputation is well known in this area, and it is considered to be the largest group of gangsters on the move.

They often come to Gasoline Town and are very vicious. Not only the people, but also the soldiers are afraid of him.

After all, these guards are out to work, not regular soldiers.

Anyone who can kill vultures can also kill them.

So the guard immediately chose to let him go.

"Your method is still effective!" Yan Chong quickly threw two rainbow farts, "I believe your reputation will shock the entire Gasoline Town!"

"Haha!" Xu Guangyuan nodded, "It depends on the situation."

But in fact, he was already a little overwhelmed by Yan Chong's flattery.

Gasoline Town is said to be a town, but in fact it is more like a fortress, and the space inside is not enough for vehicles.

They need to park their cars in dedicated parking lots.

"The car is nice." There was no special person to monitor the car in the parking lot. Instead, there were many guys with weird hairstyles and lip piercings and nose rings wandering around.

Their living conditions are better than those of wild mice outside. At least they have a shelter from the wind and rain, but in fact, their level may not be as good as those of wild mice.

Seeing Yan Chong drive in, they came over.

After all, this is the vehicle driven by Rectus's men. It can be seen that it is a vehicle that has been modified by professional techniques. Although it looks the same shabby appearance, it is much better than the vehicles of ordinary people.

"Thank you all," Yan Chong quickly put on a timid look, "and please help me take care of it."

Yan Chong humbly took out a can of cans again.

A bribe, but not a high bribe.

Show off your strength and whet the opponent's appetite, but don't satisfy it.

Seeing the things in Yan Chong's hands, these gangsters felt the temptation of food, and at the same time smelled Yan Chong's weakness.

"Be polite when talking to the uncle!" said the leader of these gangsters, "Are you sending someone to beg for food?"

As he spoke, he slapped Yan Chong on the face.

Yan Chong had actually already made preparations.

There was no need to walk too far in the car anyway, so he swallowed the stone in advance and entered the stone state.

The stone state and the effect of dragon scales made Yan Chong's face very hard.

That little gangster was a real slap, and he hit it with all his strength, and the bones in his hand were fractured.

But in front of his men, he couldn't show it, so he could only continue to shout and take his hand back.

Yan Chong also performed the performance just right. He yelled "Ouch" and then "fell" to the ground, rolling all over the ground.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Yan Chong kept exchanging words, but refused to take out a new can.

He just wanted to see if this little gangster had enough brains to dare to kick him again.

The little bastard who hit someone was really in pain. He couldn't lift his hand now, so he didn't do it again. However, the boys next to him didn't know what his elder brother was going through.

Seeing Yan Chong splashing on the ground as if he was touching porcelain, one of them came over and kicked Yan Chong with a football.

"You give me a name..."

Before he could say the word "come", this kick was like hitting a stone pillar.

Just after hearing a crunching sound, a row of small bones in his feet were all broken.

He couldn't stand up at that time and lay on the ground, saying "Ouch" together with Yan Chong.

Xu Guangyuan next to him looked at it and became angry.

Is this your new method of making trouble?

Why are they still lying together?

"Be honest!" Xu Guangyuan scolded, and then took out his double-barreled shotgun, "We will go in and stay for a while. If there is a scratch on our car when I come out, I will make all of you pay with your lives."

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