Warwick the Godfather of Terra

"The same cloud and idle talk are as bright as the sun."

Suddenly, Dasi's eyes narrowed.

"Yes, who is it..."

Dasi swallowed.

"The legendary first black cape?"

Chapter 14000: Dragon Fights Tiger Fight Ghost (20000/)

After looting Chernobyl, the Integration Movement chose to rest in the wilderness.

After all, they had just robbed Chernobyl, and the Integration Movement was not suitable to appear in any mobile city again.

The heads of all mobile cities in Ursus have now announced that they have increased police and military forces in the cities they are responsible for, and are conducting strict searches on the infected people in the cities to ensure that incidents like Chernobyl will not occur. Please rest assured.

However, they did not know whether the Ursus military and police had really increased the frequency of patrols at the mines in the far suburbs of Ursus.

All they know is that the mine crematoriums are now in short supply.

If the bodies of the infected are not cremated quickly, they will turn into Originium dust, shatter and drift away with the wind.

The masters guarding the mine will not allow this to happen. Once they inhale the raw dust transformed from the corpses of these lowly slaves, they may become infected people as lowly as these slaves.

"The amount of mineral collection this month has increased much faster than in the past."

Sitting in front of the warm fireplace, the bald middle-aged fat man from Ursus looked at the rapidly rising data in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

He is the contractor of this mine.

At first, no one was optimistic about the mine he contracted near Chernobyl.

Because Chernobyl and Lungmen are the nearest cities, the distance between them is such that one can walk there alive as long as one grits one's teeth and holds on.

Therefore, compared with other cities, the number of infected people in Qie City is the least.

However, who would have thought that an integration movement would suddenly emerge and kill Chernobyl in one fell swoop!

It was a good thing that Chernobyl died. After his death, a large number of infected and non-infected people fled for their lives.

His mine, which was the closest to Chernobyl, also benefited a lot and captured many infected people.

So, the question is, when you see people in the wilderness, how do you tell whether they are infected or not?

The Fat Boss’s solution is…

"What the hell!"

The infected and the non-infected are nothing more than one before the transformation and one after the transformation.

Since they haven't had time to convert yet, I'll just help them convert.

It's just a matter of taking a piece of Originium and cutting a hole in it. How simple!

As for whether this situation will be reported, the city is gone now and the government has long since moved to an unknown place. Where can they file a complaint?

Don't take advantage of me, you bastard.

Therefore, under such circumstances where vagrants were arrested indiscriminately, his mine could be said to be thriving!

Especially the crematorium, which has four furnaces for burning corpses.

“The numbers are really pretty good.”

At this moment, a female voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Suddenly, Fatty Ursus was startled.

His room was actually at the top of the mine, and there was a guard at the door. To ensure his safety, he always slept alone, even his wife and children wouldn't believe it.

How could a female voice suddenly appear in the room?

The fat boss was surprised and was about to pick up the crossbow that he always kept with him.

He is a shooting enthusiast. When he has nothing to do, he will find a few old, weak, sick and disabled people among the infected who can't work to play shooting games with him.

It's a great sport to cultivate your sentiments.

Anyway, he couldn't hear the wailing because he was wearing noise-cancelling headphones.

But before he could touch the weapon that had helped him kill countless innocent seriously ill infected people, the fat man felt a chill on his neck.

A large amount of blood foam gushed out from the corners of his mouth, and his fat body fell to the ground with a bang.

He wiped the sharp dagger on the fat body that was gradually getting colder, sheathed the blade, looked at the guy's body, and cursed with contempt.

"Another fat guy."

Thanks to her communication with Sun Gou during the day, W is now more angry than ever towards the greasy middle-aged fat man. The mission that could have been carried out by the ghosts, but after she learned that the target of the mission was a fat man, she immediately volunteered to kill this guy.

"boom!"

However, just as she finished wiping the blade and stood up, there was a loud bang and the fully armed guards broke through the wall.

It’s just that it was a corpse that entered backwards, not a living person.

Moreover, a purple arrow was stuck in the upper body of the guard lying on the ground.

After a few seconds, the same loud "bang!" was heard again, and another guard was killed and driven by the huge thrust of the arrow, breaking through the wall.

"I thought you were going to torture him before you could do anything."

The gray-haired boy limped into the door, leaning on a cane.

Behind him was a black-haired young man carrying a heavy crossbow.

"I don't have your bad taste. I'm too lazy to bother with things that can be solved."

Rolling his eyes, W turned to face Mephisto who had just entered the room and pointed at the bodies on the ground.

"Please, it's still warm."

A crazy smile appeared on Mephisto's seemingly innocent face.

He raised his hand and pointed at the bodies of the two guards who were shot by arrows and retreated into the house.

An invisible force began to penetrate into their bodies.

Gradually, their bodies began to move and the exposed skin began to wriggle wildly, as if something was penetrating their skin.

A huge force suddenly gathered at one point, and then exploded!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Clusters of Originium crystals covered in blood suddenly emerged from the bodies of the two corpses!

"They are indeed infected."

Mephisto's eyes were red and he cursed madly.

“They are infected but they are attacking us. They don’t deserve to live in this world!

Go, go, you useless people, contribute your last bit of strength to our new life!"

“Ah… Roar…”

The corpse climbed up and let out a meaningless roar. Under Mephisto's command, it left the room step by step and headed towards the dormitory not far away.

The infected people are not worthy of living in the dormitory. They can only gather together to resist the cold. Those living in the dormitory are all managers.

The enormous force allowed the resurrected corpses to easily crush the heavy wooden door. They ignored the crossbow arrows and the swords that were chopping at their heads, as if they didn't feel any pain.

He grabbed the nearest manager, opened his mouth, and started biting him.

"Ah! No, don't bite me!"

"Duran, Duran, what's wrong with you? I'm Bass, ah!"

Screams and pleas for mercy rang out one after another.

But soon, it was buried in the wind and snow.

Just like those helpless infected people at the beginning, no one responded to their prayers.

After all, what responded to them was the sharp mouth of a dead body.

Soon, listening to the screams and cries of pain outside the house, Mephisto fell in love with the eyes and laughed.

"Listen, Faust, what a beautiful sound it is. How wonderful it is to hear such a lament..."

"I'm going to kick your mother's ass to pieces, you bastard. We agreed to share a dormitory with two people, but now the guy who shared the same dormitory with me has left. Why did you let him move in?"

Pointing at the Pelo man on the other bed, Sun Gou cursed at the foreman.

Anyway, he would be leaving after working for a few more days. He would soon save up 8,000 yuan and would become the son-in-law of Qiao Biluo's family.

Why should I bother with a piece of shit like you?

The foreman was not angry and said in a flattering manner.

"Xiao Sun, don't be angry. We really have no other place to arrange you. Since you are of the same race, you may have common topics to talk about, so I arranged you here. So, you only need to work half a day tomorrow, and you can rest the rest of the day. Okay."

Sun Gou thought about it, nodded, and said viciously.

"Okay, that's it."

The foreman nodded and spoke quickly.

"Here, you are roommates today. Xiaoxuan, nice to meet you. You are Brother Sun."

The Pelo male with white ears and black hair gave a weird smile.

"Hello, Brother Sun."

Sun Gou ignored him and continued to climb onto the bed, pointing his big fat butt towards Xiao Xuan.

Xiaoxuan was not angry. He took the suitcase and sat on the bed opposite, closed the door, and leaned on the quilt.

The man named Xiaoxuan spoke in a very low voice, pointing to a button on his collar.

"Golden Dragon, Golden Dragon, I am Haolong."

Xiaoxuan looked at the wooden beams on the ceiling, his voice as thin as a mosquito.

"I have successfully approached the mission objective."

Narrowing his eyes, Xu Haolong looked at Sun Gou, who was scratching his butt and looking at his phone, and sneered slightly.

I really don’t know what this fat guy is capable of that the master would send me to monitor him personally.

Among the black straw raincoats, there is a legend about the first black straw raincoat.

The first man in black straw raincoat came and went without a trace, and his moves were as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder.

The offensive is as fierce as a thunderbolt explosion, so the name of his offensive style is also known as the "Sword of the Gods" within the Black Mian.

"Explosive Killing Flow"

The title of Dragon was bestowed upon him personally by Wei Yanwu.

The heaven and earth are vast, and their name is Hao.

Therefore, the name...

Haolong!

Sun Gou, who had just scratched his butt and was playing with the communicator while fingering his mouth, obviously didn't realize that he was being targeted.

"Little sister, can you please look at your legs again? Brother loves you!"

W sat in the room looking at the communicator, with veins all over his head, he sent two of the dozen or so photos of black stockings that he had stored in his phone during the day. After that, he sent a message saying "Brother, I'm done washing", skillfully rejected the video call invitation and turned off the communicator.

Beside her are the leaders of all integration movements.

The Patriot sat with Froststar and his daughter.

Mephistopheles and Faust, two good friends, sat together.

Broken Bones sat aside wearing her stockings.

The Regicide squatted on a stool and played with a knife.

Tallulah sat in front of the fireplace, the red flames of the burning wood reflected on her face, sometimes red and sometimes black.