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Chapter 318: The Iron Fist Council, Random Shooting!
Seeing the figures of these soldiers, the faces of the three wasteland residents were filled with annoyance and frustration, and they cursed softly.

To say that they are soldiers is a bit exaggerated, and their military records are really loose. If they were not wearing uniform cotton overcoats and black long military boots, anyone who saw them would regard them as bandits. That's why, they didn't care about these homeless people, except for three who carefully took off the rifles hanging on their chests and stared at Tang Zheng and his party vigilantly, the rest were still chatting and laughing, commenting on the female models.

"The Iron Council seems to be very poor." Lu Fan stroked his forehead with a headache.

There are ten soldiers in this team, all of them are wearing gas masks, and they are carrying a bunch of AKM assault rifles, but the firearms are also junk. Little Loli saw that two of them even had their rifling polished, and they carried them in light clothes. For equipment, each person only has three magazine bags, not even a grenade, but even so, when the three poor wasteland residents saw their outfits, their eyes turned green with envy, and they wished to take them off and put them on themselves .

Tang Zheng winked at Qin Yan and the others, telling them to be ready to fight at any time.

Ten soldiers stood still five meters away from Tang Zheng and his party, spread out a little, held guns in both hands, and stared at them. After all, they were wasteland residents. Even if they were loose, they had good fighting skills after years of honing. They know what to do and when to do it.

"Hey, old Paul, when did you stop being a hunter and become a pimp? By the way, when will your wife let me play?" A young man with yellow teeth came out, teasing old Paul with his mouth, but his eyes It was on the faces and bodies of the female models. Because they only wore three-point swimsuits and tight protective clothing, their uneven figures were exposed to everyone's sight.

This guy is better equipped than others, and he still has a pistol on his waist. He is obviously a captain. He also has a steel badge on his chest with a clenched fist engraved on it, surrounded by burning fire .

Little Paul was very angry when he heard that someone insulted his old lady. He just clenched his fists tightly, lowered his head, and didn't resist. He was afraid that if he couldn't help it, he would provoke them and bring trouble to his family.

"Hey, Captain Gore, don't be joking, how can you like the yellow-faced woman in my family." Old Paul touched two bullets and handed them over, with a painful face, but he had to smile, and said, "I didn't catch any prey today, so I will honor you another day."

"Ha, your wife is indeed a bit old, but little Mollie is pretty good, hasn't she yet? Remember to keep it for me." Captain Gore grabbed the bullet and put it in his pocket, then took off the gas mask, a pair of triangular eyes After scanning the crowd, his tone turned cold, "Old Paul, have you told these homeless people the rules of Moscow No. 12 gathering place?"

"Talk, I've told you." Old Paul had a headache, and secretly glanced at Tang Zheng. Although the contact time was very short, he could tell that he was a guy who didn't like being ordered and controlled. Gore was in such a situation. If you continue to be unscrupulous, you may be unlucky.

"It's not bad to let them fight for both sides. If there is any trouble, just push it to the homeless." As soon as this thought crossed his mind, he was rejected by Old Paul. Complete all your property.

The faces of the survivors were all bad, and they looked at the patrolling soldiers with hostility. Those with guns were already holding guns, and the other party immediately became vigilant.

"Ha, have you already said it?" Captain Gore chuckled, but suddenly punched Old Paul on the temple, and said viciously, "Why didn't I see their awe?"

The old Paul fell down in the snow, he didn't bother to shout the pain, so he apologized quickly, but the younger Paul wanted to help him, but Gore kicked him heavily on the waist and rolled over.

This was an explosive kick without any energy left. Seeing little Paul plunged headfirst into the snow, the female models trembled suddenly, and retreated a few steps in fright.

Tang Zheng thought it was someone's shaming, but later he found out that they usually treat the residents of the gathering place so roughly.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense. The subway fee is [-] bottle caps per person. Otherwise, [-] bullets and [-] rifles will do." Captain Gore spat a mouthful of thick phlegm and walked towards Tang Zheng, intending to grab him But through the dark gas mask, seeing those cold gazes, Gore subconsciously changed his mind and just poked his chest, "Are you the leader? Then take care of your subordinates."

The survivors all looked at Tang Zheng, and Gore easily judged Tang Zheng's identity and status.

"Promise him." Old Paul quickly tried to persuade him. He knew that Gore had already restrained himself. If he hadn't figured out the origin of these homeless people, he would have robbed them. After Gore observes them for a few days and knows how they behave, he will definitely come to snatch them again, but old Paul has already received the guide fee by then, so he won't care about their life or death.

"But it's so expensive, I'm sorry, I don't agree." Tang Zheng spread his hands suddenly, and put on a helpless gesture, but in his heart he quickly calculated whether he could deal with them all at once. The newcomers stood too close, there was no way to hide.

Little Paul secretly heaved a sigh of relief. If the leader of the homeless is soft, then Gore will definitely climb up the pole. Bullying the weak and fearing the hard is another iron law of the wasteland. Opportunity to jump up and take a few bites.

"Then it's better to reduce it, and add that machine gun, these two women." Gore grinned and said ironically, pointing at Qin Yan and Xu Biyun with one hand, his right hand was already holding the pistol at his waist, as long as Tang When Zheng said no, he smashed his head.

The atmosphere on the long street froze in an instant, the newcomers were all very nervous, Chu Baichuan was holding the watermelon knife, ready to violently hurt people at any time, while Lao Gao held the rifle without changing his face.

If it wasn't for the purpose of obtaining information, Tang Zheng wouldn't pretend to be a good person to the three wasteland residents, and he didn't want to kill people as soon as he came to the gathering place and ruin his reputation. After all, people are always unprepared for good people, but now it seems inappropriate Show off your muscles, the survivors really can't survive in this wasteland world.

"Captain Gore, this is too expensive, there is no such rule." Old Paul was taken aback, isn't your high tax forcing people to resist?
"Rules? The Iron Council is the rules of the gathering place." Captain Gore squinted at these people, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Under them, Nagor will not miss the opportunity.

"Can it be less?" Tang Zheng glanced at his subordinates. Everyone thought he was asking for advice. In fact, he was signaling Ying Shangwu to prepare for the battle with his eyes. Then he took a few steps forward and said, "I really can't." Can you accommodate me?"

"Hmph, you don't have a choice." Captain Gore sneered, looking at the bodies of the female models, he felt the heat in his crotch, "Wouldn't it be clear to tell others to rob you if you went out with such high-quality equipment? ?”

Qin Yan didn't care, but Xu Biyun was frightened and stared at Tang Zheng. The other newcomers were also at a loss, not knowing what to do. Facing the black guns and the murderous wasteland armed soldiers, their courage was quickly lost Lost.

"Fuck, kill them." Chu Baichuan had a bad temper and couldn't stand this kind of persecution, so he was ready to pounce on him with a watermelon knife in his hand.

"Calm down." Lao Gao grabbed his arm to prevent him from acting rashly. Tantai Zongqi was silent, ready to see what Tang Zheng would do.

"What? You want to resist? Then you will be wanted by the entire Iron Council?" Gore roared angrily. Seeing this situation, he immediately took out his pistol, planning to use this as an excuse to kill him and see the captain's reaction.

"A reckless man, but a man of spirit."

Tang Zheng commented on Chu Baichuan. Seeing the malice in Captain Gore's eyes, he directly activated the gravity suppression. At the same time, he quickly rushed to Captain Gore's side, grabbed the AK74M, pointed the gun at them, and pulled the trigger.

Seeing Tang Zheng's sudden outburst, the experienced soldiers reacted instinctively. Two wanted to aim at him and shoot, and the other wanted to deter other wanderers. But the next moment, they felt a huge gravitational pull When he landed on his body, he felt a shock in his body, and he stopped standing still, and knelt down on the ground. The rifle in his hand was worth more than a thousand dollars. Two young soldiers couldn't even hold the rifle steadily, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Tap, tap, three soldiers of the Iron Council still opened fire, but the muzzles of their guns were pointed obliquely at the ground, and no one was injured, and their actions brought the call of death.

Captain Gore was suddenly suppressed by gravity and couldn't control his body. He knelt down. Tang Zheng raised his knees and hit him on the bridge of the nose with the help of sprint inertia. The gun fired at the most threatening target.

The location of this freight station is too sad. It happens to be the center of Tang Zheng's control area with a radius of five meters. If he doesn't beat him, who will he beat?
Tap, tap, crisp and rhythmic gunshots resounded in the abandoned city, and the heads of the soldiers were beaten into rotten watermelons one by one, and they didn't even have time to fight back.

Qin Yan and others also wanted to help, but gravity suppression is an indiscriminate attack, and they also knelt down to the ground at six times the gravity. Only Ying Shangwu could persist, and jumped out of Tang Zheng's control range with all his strength. gun.

Paul and his son fell to their knees before they could figure out what was going on. Sholokhov was still able to resist because he was standing outside the range of gravity, but watching the soldiers of the Iron Council get their heads blown, a wave of The cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to his throat, making him shiver uncontrollably.

"Why did you suddenly start a war?" Sholokhov grabbed the SVD, but as soon as he pulled the bolt, the muzzle of Tang Zheng's AK74M with a round brake moved over.

"Don't shoot?" Sholokhov raised his gun with both hands, and shouted with all his strength. This young man from the East was so accurate in marksmanship that he was really afraid that he would be killed by a single shot.

"Did you see anything?" Tang Zheng hesitated and decided to let him go.

"No, nothing." Sholokhov shook his head like a rattle. In just a few seconds, large balls of sweat oozed from his forehead, and rushed out on his face covered with dust and dirt. Several ravines.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Lu Fan frowned and called for help with difficulty, "Fanfan is going to die of pain."

Tang Zheng saw Captain Gore raise his pistol. He held the gun with one hand and blew his wrist with a bang. The broken hand was connected by the skin, but after shaking it a few times, it still fell on the snow. Er screamed, his voice was extremely shrill.

Tang Zheng suddenly landed on his mouth with his foot, smashing his mouth full of teeth, and his screams were immediately silenced. However, he released the pressure of gravity, and the survivors felt their bodies lighten, and they breathed a sigh of relief. But the next moment the female models screamed.

Nine corpses were strewn about on the ground. Warm blood and brains flowed out from the rotting half of the skull, melting the snow on the ground, and clouds of mist quickly evaporated.

Vomit, vomit, three models bent down again, and vomited. Killing wild wolves and killing people are different concepts. Seeing those bloody corpses, their legs were trembling.

"Shut up, what should we do if we attract the enemy?" Tang Zheng growled, and if he wasn't far away, he would have kicked over.

"To add to the confusion, why, want to show your weak femininity with crying and screaming? No one here will give you sympathy." Pang Meiqin snorted coldly, walked towards the corpses without changing her face, and started a Tool review.

"Tang Zheng, why did we kneel just now? Did you do it?" Chu Baichuan helped his wife up with a look of disbelief. He didn't blame Tang Zheng for doing it, otherwise everyone would be over.

"I'm sorry, is your wife okay? As for the situation just now, I will tell you when there are no outsiders." Tang Zheng had a good image of Chu Baichuan, and besides Tantai Zongqi and others were there, so the seed information could not be concealed. He doesn't want to be treated like a villain.

Chu Baichuan glanced at the three wasteland residents, expressing his understanding, and then felt that Tang Zheng was a good person, generous, confident, calm, and getting along with him always felt like a spring breeze.

"Good man!" Chu Baichuan sighed, and his wife gave him a blank look.

"Everyone come to help destroy the corpses and traces? You have to leave here as soon as possible." Tantai Zongqi is very satisfied with the current situation. He was also planning to use his seed ability to wipe out these people just now. Unexpectedly, Tang Zheng took less than ten seconds to make a move. Zhong got it done, really decisive and sharp as hell.

"You guys, hey, can we talk about it?" Old Paul was extremely depressed. How did things come to this point?I can't get out of it now.

"Secret it, and be my guide." Tang Zheng bent down, pulled off the Y-line strap on Captain Gore, and took out a [-]-round black engineering plastic magazine from the magazine bag without looking at it. Whether the bullets are good or bad, I threw them to old Paul.

"No problem." Old Paul was happy, the deal was good, and he had no clue, so it was okay to want to tell the truth, but the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

"Come here and kill him."

(End of this chapter)