Chapter 165 Anger

Soon, a tiny gap was cracked in the thick door wall. As the opening space continued to expand, Christina, with a proud figure, walked in slowly. She glanced at Lin Xiang who was sitting next to her coldly, turned around, and said respectfully to Solomon: "Grandpa, as you told me, I have brought them."

After saying that, she walked sideways to the wall, opened the empty door, revealing Yang Hua's burly body and the captain of the Yinyue City guard Cobert, who was following closely behind.

Lin Xiang looked at them in surprise, then turned his gaze to Solomon opposite him, frowned slightly, and said nothing.

He could probably guess the next move of this scheming man.

Solomon's face was filled with a smile. He opened the drawer and took out a box of beautifully packaged cigars, pulled out one from it, skillfully cut the cut with a knife, lit it, took a deep breath of comfort, squirted thick smoke, and opened another drawer, took out several stacks of brand new banknotes and two credit cards with the Sosbian Unicorn Lion logo, and placed them on the table together.

"A powerful parasite and a psychic genius with an evolution level of up to eighth level. I welcome you to join Liujin City with the most warmest attitude."

With undisguised enthusiasm and expectation in his eyes, Solomon pushed the banknotes and cards on the table to the two of them, and said in the most tempting voice: "I want to hire you for five million Sosbian dollars a year. If you think the price is unreasonable, you can continue to increase the money. There is absolutely no problem."

Yang Hua and Cobert looked at each other in surprise for a moment, then turned their eyes to Lin Xiang, but found nothing signifiable from it. He just sat there quietly, looking at the scene that happened in front of him expressionlessly.

Solomon's intention was obvious - he wanted to skip Lin Xiang and hire the strongest subordinates directly.

Very sinister, cunning, and very useful.

Lin Xiang was still silent. He stared at Solomon. There was no fear or anger in his black eyes, only peace.

Yang Hua strode forward, grabbed a stack of banknotes from the table, scraped between the rough fingers and palms, and the neat paper edges slid in sequence from the surface of the skin, creating a very comfortable texture. He put the money in his hand and handed it to Cobert standing next to him, and then opened his arms to put all the banknotes and cards on the table, with good order.

The smile in Solomon's eyes became stronger.

Before he could speak, Yang Hua suddenly turned sideways around the table, held everything in his hand, and handed it to Lin Xiang.

"I accept your employment-"

Lin Xiang put the money and card into his pocket without hesitation, looked at Solomon with a solid smile, and said lightly: "In view of the previous deception and what you said, I remain suspicious of Liu Jincheng's integrity. After deducting the necessary compensation and margin, the money is only enough to maintain the employment fee for one month. I still say the same thing - in addition to these things, I also need generator sets and energy."

Solomon gritted his teeth and stared at him. Lin Xiang's black eyes looked soft and firm, and he looked at him without any allowance. The atmosphere in the room instantly fell into a suffocating state. A few minutes later, Solomon's thin body leaned against the back of the chair, and the cigar sandwiched between his fingers fell on the floor, and he shook his head dejectedly: "You... are really scary."

"Money cannot buy everything in the world." Lin Xiang stood up from his chair: "I will help you eliminate the rebels in the North District, but you must also understand that accidental and luck cannot appear twice at the same time."

...

"I don't like this guy-"

Walking out of the exit of the Central Building, Yang Hua said in a muffled voice: "He is just an absolute liar and a miser. You should not accept this so-called employment. Don't forget, he just deceived us once, who knows when this kind of thing will continue to happen?"

"I also want to shoot him in the head, but there is no benefit in doing so."

The smile on Lin Xiang's face has long disappeared, replaced by unprecedented solemnity: "If there were enough managers and troops, I would kill Solomon without hesitation. The problem is that we don't have that many people. Once we lose control, Liujincheng will immediately fall into chaos. Judging from the current situation, his biggest threat comes from the North District and other interest groups. We can help him with conditions in exchange for enough money and materials. A chaotic city cannot generate any profit, and employment is not always loyal. If anyone bids higher or brings more benefits and benefits to Yinyue City, we can turn the gun at any time. He has deceived us, and we can also deceive him. When necessary, Solomon's head can also be sold at a very high price. Haha, compared to the living, the dead are not worth a lot."

"Are you really going to help him clean up the northern area?" Yang Hua continued to ask.

"It can be said to be helping him. I'm very curious. Who created those immortal monsters?" As he said that, Lin Xiang had already stepped down the stairs.

"We don't have enough information, you should find the liar to learn more about the situation." Yang Hua followed behind and said thoughtfully.

“He won’t know more than we do.”

Looking at the smoke floating above the city, Lin Xiang shook his head lightly: "Solomon can only solve problems with money, otherwise he will not deceive the mercenaries in the form of a mission to help him work hard. Instead of asking him, it is better to ask the soldiers of Liujincheng who are guarding the blockade. He will not cause us any other trouble before solving the cheated angry mercenaries."

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Gray clouds floated in the hazy sky, and despite the daytime, the streets of Liujincheng were still as cold as the night.

Several black figures wandered flexibly among the ruins. They bent over and looked around vigilantly. Almost fifty meters behind them, dozens of soldiers arranged in combat teams went up in sequence, trading and advancing to form cover. Under this careful and cautious escort, four armored trucks slowly moved along the broken old road. Looking down from a high altitude, with them as the core, hundreds of fully armed soldiers formed an irregular circle.

Yarman was carrying a stunning multi-barrel machine gun with an astonishing caliber, and two pairs of dusty men's leather shoes hung on the heavy ammunition box.

This is the harvest he found in a roadside shop. Although the leather of these things has long been hardened and the upper is cracked, it can still be worn after repairs. The comfort level is far from comparable to similar products today. This type of thing is usually very popular in the settlement market. If you are lucky, you can exchange it for a week of daily living expenses.

"At first, Liujin City did not belong to Solomon, he was an outsider. Like those wandering in the wilderness, he had nothing and was too poor to afford to wear fucking pants. But this guy was lucky. He found a batch of well-preserved shoes somewhere in the city. With this batch of goods, Solomon opened a grocery store in Liujin City. Two years later, he already owned a transport team of twenty-six wildebeest carriages and double-headed ox carriages, using the price difference between the two major commercial forces of Sosbia and Ferdinand, and he carried goods between several large settlements around him.

Circulation. Because of the slight radiation here, and Liujincheng happens to be on the edge of the junction of forces, there are not many mutant creatures, this guy was able to make money unscrupulously. He was very smart. He did not lock the banknotes in the safe like a wealthy miser, but took them out and turned them into an army and strengthening potion. Within a few years, Liujincheng's armed forces have become quite large. Coupled with various policies that deliberately attract foreign refugees to join, as well as the survival foundation provided by the city itself, this place has become more and more developed. To this day, this city has truly become his private territory."

This is the news that Yarman heard from the residents of Liujin City, or it should be said that it was the history of Solomon's succession. There are many versions of this kind of legend. According to different descriptions, the types of goods he initially reselled were different from shoes, clothes, underwear, etc. In short, they were all ancient human garbage dug out from the ruins. But one thing is certain - Solomon did find an underground warehouse in Liujin City, and obtained the first pot of gold from the materials stored there.

Lin Xiang didn't find such legends boring, on the contrary, he listened with relish.

Legend comes from life, and there are indeed a large amount of materials left by humans in the old era buried in the ruins. Many times, the legend of catching wind and shadow is actually the source of clues, and the only thing that needs to be done is just verification.

"I bet that there must be undiscovered warehouses in the North District. Many people in Liujin City believe this statement, and some people have even seen the mountains of materials with their own eyes." Yarman swears with splashing.

The southern district of Liujin City has always been controlled by Solomon. The power generation equipment and energy he owns are obviously products obtained from the city. Under the crazy search and collection, most of the remains of the old era have been discovered. As for the northern district... the number of rebels is limited after all. Perhaps as Yarman said, there may be some unknown place deep underground, and perhaps there is a secret warehouse that is silently asleep.

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From south to north, it formed a surround along the outer ring road of the city. After a few hours, only an empty building ruins and desolate streets were left behind the armored trucks.

The sound of gunfire from other directions of the city is getting more and more intense, and the strong smell of gunpowder is filled with the air. Every breath, gunpowder particles that cannot be seen by the naked eye enter the lungs.

"It should be other mercenaries, or maybe the guards of Liujin City. When the woman named Christina called us upstairs, I heard her give orders to several officers, asking them to firmly guard the city blockade line." Yang Hua listened intently for a while and said seriously.

Lin Xiang nodded and said nothing.

Everything that happened in Liujin City had no meaning to him. The purpose of this trip was only for money and training recruits. Now, the first goal has been achieved, and the second goal can be accomplished by eliminating the rebels in the North District. This is actually a kind of strength display. As long as Solomon is not a brainless fool, it should not be difficult to make the final choice.

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Two dark figures staggered from the end of the dead and deserted street. They moved slowly and staggered, as if they had lost their most basic balance function, and could only twist their bodies and stumble and move hard.

"Build defense on the spot—"

Lin Xiang whispered, quickly pounced behind a broken wall, and steadily put the thick sniper muzzle in the center of the gravel.

The targets in the scope hole were still moving forward, and despite the dim sky, there was at least enough light to see their faces clearly.

Ashes, as dead as gray.

The skin is very dry, the surface is not shining, and the white and black muscles are exposed below the cracks. The turbid eyes are pale, without black pupils, and there is no sight that the living person should have.

They were wet all over their bodies, and body fluids were mixed with moisture soaked in their clothes, slowly dripping down along the convex joints on the surface of their bodies, leaving twisted and wet footprints on the dry streets.

Looking at the target gradually approaching from a distance, Lin Xiang suddenly felt a very strange feeling in his heart.

The broken buildings on both ends of the street are slowly overlapping with the chaotic world in memory. Smoke, screams, dead bodies, crowds of people running in panic and desperately, vehicles that are overturned by the roadside... If these miserable scenes that he has never wanted to recall for a long time are alternately combined with reality, the immortal monsters staggering from the opposite side of the street are simply hideous and terrifying terrifying zombies.

"Bang--"

The bullet with the fiery red flame tail flew out of the muzzle and flew straight into the sky at an inclined angle. Under the gaze of surprise, Lin Xiang, who was covered in astonishing eyes, jumped out of the bunker, bit his lips tightly, and rushed towards the corpse in the distance with a cruel gaze in his eyes.

The huge speed rush brought a sharp crack in the air. As soon as he approached the target, Lin Xiang's speed suddenly increased several times. The corpse man who noticed that an object was approaching at high speed changed his slow movement, raised his fingers and the sharp bone spurs between his palms, and his body slightly shrank down. With the help of the counter-punching force of his legs and the ground, he met hard in the direction he was attacking.

"Bang--"

The fist that was smashed in the air accurately hit the left shoulder of the corpse man, shattering his entire left chest, and his arm that had lost contact with his body fell off the ground and twisted desperately. He struggled. Several extremely tough strips of bright red meat suddenly shrank out from the inside of the broken arm, as if the dying earthworm exposed to the sun was squirming in despair, and then quickly drilled into the broken arm that was flowing out of the black rot liquid, twitching faintly.

Lin Xiang quickly walked behind the corpse man, grabbed the remaining right arm and tore it hard, and used inertia to shake off the broken body with force. He turned around and pulled out the m500 from his waist, aimed at the chest of another corpse man who was rushing towards him, and repeatedly buckled it. Bullets with huge kinetic energy drilled into the corpse man's chest and exploded, crashing the semi-corrupt corpse with a foul smell onto the wall opposite the street, and could no longer move.

With a gloomy face, he strode close to the corpse who lost his arms and was struggling desperately to adapt to his body balance. Lin Xiang knocked him over with his handwheel elbow, picked up two rotten corpse legs and twisted them to the left and right. A large ball of black and gray rotten meat immediately fell from the crack in the center of his legs, and the red strips wrapped around the center of his legs quickly retracted. Soon, the complete body was only a rotten torso without hands and legs.

The battle on the eve of the past made Lin Xiang very clear about how to deal with this monster that was resurrected from the dead. They have no sense of smell, no vision, and do not have the perception organs that humans should have. Whether the head exists has no meaning to them. The red meat ball parasitized inside the chest cavity is the center of the body. This should be something with independent functions and primitive biological instincts. Although it is not known its specific structure and functions, it is certain that it is by no means a naturally generated mutant species.

He pulled out the dagger, cut the chest of the corpse hard, and inserted the tip of the knife into the wriggling flesh. The struggling and twisting body suddenly tightened like an electric shock. The red meat strips scattered on the nerves and ligaments bounced off one after another. The meat ball under the tip of the knife twisted in pain. After a few seconds, it had completely lost its vitality.

Lin Xiang took out two tube syringes from his waist bag and pierced the sharp needle into his soft body. As the piston slowly rose, the light red liquid quickly appeared in the empty tube wall.

"What exactly are they? Humans? Or some kind of mutant creature?" Yarman, who caught up with him, asked curiously.

"I don't know either."

With a glue needle tightening the mouth of the tube, a trace of fearful hideousness flashed across Lin Xiang's face: "No matter what it is, it should not appear in this world. Humans... are not monsters' food, nor are they controlled puppets--"

The cold raindrops fell from the sky and made dense wet marks on the dry ground. The scenery between heaven and earth became hazy. Even the smoke and blood that filled the air were diluted and covered by the sudden rain.

"Who is it? Who made these damn creatures? Who is it? Say, who is it-"

Standing in the rain, Lin Xiang raised his hands toward the sky, roaring at the top of his lungs. He was suppressed for too long, and his dull heart needed to be vented and released.

He didn't know if there was any connection between the corpses under his feet and the living zombies of the old era, but they all made Lin Xiang feel disgusted and hated. That glorious era had ended, and he didn't want the dirtiest and terrifying things in his memory to appear again. No matter what the real source of these mutated creatures was, they had to be killed and extinct.

Lin Xiang has been deliberately hiding his superpowers. In many cases, most battles are left to Yang Hua, but now he has the urge to tear everything apart. He cannot continue to calm down, and the flames of anger burned filled the entire thinking space.
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