Chapter 169: Abusive love

Christina retreated by the wall, silently watching the bloody rage, without begging or wailing, without saying a word to stop. She just stood there calmly, letting the scattered blood splash on the surface of her white silk shirt, and a group of shocking red spots penetrated.

She seemed to have expected such a scene to appear, the dying Solomon, and the shocking blood and minced meat on the carpet, just like the scene when her father was dragged to the bacon shop by a human meat dealer after he died of drunkenness.

He was drunk, gambled, had a bad temper, and often beat and scolded himself, but he raised me and was my father after all.

The same is true for the man in front of him. He always stuffed a piece of bread into his hand. Compared with his peers at that time, there were even a few expensive candies in his pockets that were given by him from time to time. Such a move was full of kindness, but Christina was not grateful at all. She even had an inexplicable illusion that they were strangers far away. For them, they had no love, no attachment, let alone loyalty and dependence. Although she and Solomon often slept in the same bed, the lingering body could only bring physical pleasure. When impulses and desires were released, the entangled body would relax, collapse, and even leave each other far away, without any further contact.

Christina felt that there was no relationship between herself and Solomon, and at best they just needed each other.

I was originally a cold-hearted woman. Passion and love had long disappeared and destroyed with the rape of Lido and the venting of those bastard men on their young bodies, and were so desperate that they could never be found.

Firepower points were set up everywhere around the Bank Building, and the dark muzzles that stretched out from the building windows and sand blocks silently watched everything within the shooting range. The high and wide view of the building on the top and surrounding buildings also hid the figure of the sniper.

The mercenaries gathered outside the building are gradually dispersing, and Crova's previous experience is the best proof of strength. There are many mercenaries who are greedy than him, but judging from the current stable situation, these people are obviously much smarter than him. It is not worthwhile to pay for their lives for a valuable head. Despite their reluctance, they still stood outside the defense circle set up by the "Vulture Mercenary Group", and looked at these warriors equipped with unified uniforms, well-equipped, and agile and fierce movements for a long time with jealous and envious eyes.

"Let's go! Our goal should be Solomon. Don't forget that he still owes us a lot of money-"

I don’t know who said this, but the mercenaries began to disperse in groups of three or three. Soon, there were only a few figures left on the originally crowded open space in front of the building.

"Yang Hua is responsible for staying behind, and the supplies in the warehouse are loaded with the truck and transported away immediately. Cobert, bring your people with me, and we have to get back what he promised from Solomon-"

Lin Xiang's orders have always been simple and clear. When he led more than ten guards to return to the city blockade line along the way, he was surprised to find that there was no shadow of the Liujincheng soldier on the originally heavily guarded defense line.

At this time, several dull explosions and dense gunfire came from the direction of the Central Building in the distance.

"It seems that Solomon's trouble is much greater than expected."

Cobert raised his right hand and put it on his forehead, squinted his eyes and said, "This guy should have many enemies, as for us... hehehehehe!"

"You're right."

Lin Xiang nodded calmly: "However, for the sake of interests, we should give him a little help. At least, he cannot die before paying off his debts."

Liujin City was full of burning fires. The flames soaring into the sky were swollen and old buildings were swollen. The flames spewed out of the windows could reach several meters. From time to time, people who were burned all over the house stumbled out of the houses, screaming at the top of their lungs on the streets, lying on the ground, rolling back and forth, twisting, as if being pulled by an invisible thread... Soon, only a ball of black human-shaped carbon blocks lying in the cold were left.

There are corpses everywhere in the city. Most of them died on both sides of the road, and their horror was still on their stiff faces. In addition to the middle-aged men holding weapons, there were also elderly and children among the dead. Most of the women's bodies were naked, especially those young women with a little beauty who died miserably. The despair cry and begging vaguely came from the buildings in the distance, which continued and was trembling.

The soldiers with the Fei family logo on the front of the combat uniform were running back and forth on the street. They crossed the bodies across the street, carrying all kinds of things stolen from the houses in their hands, showing off each other happily and praising each other.

A woman in her thirties was surrounded by four soldiers. Although fear and despair made her face distorted and deformed, she could still see the mature and beautiful charm. She was barefoot and most of her clothes were torn off, revealing her smooth shoulders and white and slender thighs. She bent over and covered her chest tightly with her hands, trying to cover her torn clothes on her body, and a miserable look appeared in her panicked eyes.

A few drops of cold rain fell from the sky, dripping before the soldiers' foreheads, and were soon baked dry by the primitive desire, and returned to their starting point in a vaporized state.

The woman surrounded by the circle suddenly let out a scream that was almost piercing her eardrums. Suddenly, the soldiers watching also burst into screams of excitement or joy. The voice became louder and louder, mixed with the sound of women screaming as shrill as human voices, and moans like begging... The weak female voice gradually became sobbing, her lips seemed to be blocked by something, and the tone became blurry. The soldiers' laughter and screams were getting louder, accompanied by the heavy breathing like beasts and the roar of refreshing roar...

"Bang--"

With a faint flame at the tail, a bullet rushed out of the muzzle at an extremely rapid speed, spinning the head of a soldier who was drilling into the outside of the crowd, and bursting out a thick and bloody meat.

The second soldier turned his head in shock and saw a dazzling flame lit up on the street more than ten meters away. Without any time to react, a stream of air with violent energy had penetrated into the middle of his eyebrows and penetrated the entire head.

At the same time, the third soldier instinctively bent down, regardless of the stinging pain caused by the naked lower body and the rough ground, quickly grabbed the assault rifle thrown beside him, and was about to shoot in that direction, but saw a strong figure suddenly rushed forward. The last consciousness retained in his mind was an astonishingly large m500 pistol and a fiery fire that ejected from the muzzle.

The soldier riding on the woman looked at all this, and his heart subconsciously trembled. It was a mysterious fear of the unknown. The death companion made him not know how to deal with it. He could only open his mouth wide and look at Lin Xiang who stepped across the body and walked in front of him in shock.

"Who are you?" Lin Xiang's voice was as cold as ice.

"We...we are the private army of the Fei family, the Fei family." The soldier felt his throat dry and his words became extremely difficult.

"Fei Family?"

Lin Xiang frowned and subconsciously repeated the word, his eyes falling on the white running script pattern on the other party’s chest: “Why do you want to kill these civilians? Who gave the order?”

"Yes, it's the eldest son of the Fei family...Fei, Young Master Fei Tu." The pale-faced soldier swallowed and spitted his throat desperately. The thick m500 in his hand made him feel desperate that death was approaching.

Lin Xiang nodded silently, picked up a bullet with a special length and appearance from the other corpses, which fell to the ground, and looked at it for a long time, put it close to the soldiers, and asked, "What is this?"

"This is a special warhead that the Fei family has just developed successfully. The cracked bullet body has a very strong anesthetic and mist effect."

Perhaps he noticed that the murderous intent on the other person's face was gradually fading, and the soldier's speech was much smoother. He trembled and took off the gas mask hanging around his neck and handed it over, and said in a tone with obvious hope and urgentness: "Wearing this can effectively prevent the anesthetic gas from inhaling into the body... Say, after saying so much, you... can you, can you let me go?"

Lin Xiang took the mask and looked at it carefully, without saying a word.

This is a mechanical product with rough manufacturing technology, and its appearance is similar to the old FMJ08 military gas mask. Perhaps in order to save materials, the bundling strap at the back of the mask actually has two relatively solid hemp fibers. Although it is a bit ugly, it does not affect the actual performance.

Lin Xiang nodded, turned around, threw the mask at Cobert standing next to him, and said, "Appoint others to collect such things from the corpse. At least one person should be in hand."

After saying that, he raised the m500 in his hand, looked at the soldier's head, and pulled the trigger hard.

The cold raindrops were still falling, and the naked woman moaned and trembled in the slightly hot pile of corpses. Struggle and resistance almost exhausted her physical strength, but she was not dead. She still clearly saw and heard the bloody scenes around her. Maybe it was because she felt that Lin Xiang and others would vent their ravages on themselves like soldiers just now! She didn't say anything, but just lay there silently, looking at these tall and terrifying men with hatred and begging eyes.

After glanced at her faintly, Lin Xiang turned around and left, walking towards the Central Building of Liujincheng where gunshots came.

Death and tyranny are being staged every day in the wasteland world, and there is no definite evidence that who is right and who is wrong. Everyone is a poor struggler and a cruel perpetrator.

Lin Xiang can't control so much, he doesn't want to, nor does he have the energy to control so much.

After all, this is not Yinyue City.

...

There was no sound in the office on the sixth floor, which was so quiet that it was panicking. It seemed that time had completely frozen and fell into a silent silence.

Two soldiers in black clothes stood at the door with guns. The long-term silence did not mean danger or death. Even through the thick armored door panels, they could still feel the level four-level enhanced supernatural aura that emanated from the room and represents the existence of Fei Tu.

Fei Tu sat on the chair and looked coldly at Solomon who was dying under his feet. There was no expression on his face, like a sculpture.

According to the old era, he should be classified as a handsome man who is quite popular among women. The well-tailed black coat makes the thin body look hard and upright. Although the thin lips release a cunning meaning, they also represent the unique shrewdness and ability of men. The gloomy eyes can be explained as melancholy, and the high raised cheekbones make the facial contour more coordinated. In short, if it were not in the wasteland world, if time could be reversed back to the civilized and developed old era, with this good appearance and the identity of a noble family, he would have become the ideal image of a prince in the minds of many women.

"Why, you don't want to accept me?" Fei Tu, who was tired, took out a silver cigarette box with exquisite workmanship from his arms, pulled out one from it, stuffed it into his lips, and lit it.

The person asked about this sentence was not Solomon, but Christina who stood beside her and never said a word from beginning to end.

He likes this woman very much.

A few years ago, I followed the caravan to Liujin City for the first time, and it was in this room. Fei Tu discovered it for the first time - it turned out that the love novels found from the ruins were not completely illusory. The word "love at first sight" does exist, and it happened to him.

"I don't like you." Christina's answer was simple and clear, exactly the same as the scenes in the books where the heroine refused to courtship a person who was not the hero.

"Hehehehe! I should have understood that there is no so-called love in this damn world. They are all fake. There are only fucking use and being used between men and women... Hahaha! I, I, I, such a simple truth, I didn't understand until now... Hahaha! I, I, I am such an absolute idiot-"

Fei Tu laughed so hard that he was almost distracted. The abnormal flushing quickly appeared on both sides of his cheeks with his nervous laughter. His hands were trembling, and the cigarette between his fingers almost fell to the ground.

He felt that his heart was about to explode, and he was waiting for the opportunity now. He always believed that Christina's rejection was largely due to the existence of Solomon - that man was stronger than me, richer than me, and more powerful than me.

Therefore, women will choose him and ignore me.

For countless days and nights, Fei Tu was always looking for the opportunity to defeat Solomon.

"Why should I refuse me?"

After a moment of silence, he raised his head again, stepped on Solomon's face hard, and shouted loudly: "It's because of him? It's because of this guy who was trampled by me like a dog?"

A faint smile appeared on Christina's calm face, a hint of which was more rigid than a machine, as if a smile that could solidify at any time: "Actually, you have never figured it out. I don't love you, let alone love him, and I may never fall in love with any man. As you just said, there is no love in this world."

"I don't believe it-"

The furious Fei Tu grabbed her clothes tightly, lifted her hard in front of him, and roared, "Why? Why do you have to follow him all the time?"

"You may not believe it when you say it. The reason why I am willing to stay in Liujin City and stay with Solomon is just for a piece of bread. You should understand that if I leave this city, I am nothing. Even worse than the refugees in the wilderness, and may starve to death at any time." Christina's voice was very light, but it was enough to hear it clearly.

The anger on Fei Tu's face was like melting magma, which could burst out at any time. His chest was fluctuating violently, his heavy breathing gradually became stable, and his anger filled with his eyes slowly appeared a hint of sadness.

"Actually... I can protect you." He spoke very slowly, and even murmured in a low voice.

"I can't believe it, I dare not, nor do I want to try it."
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