Five Longteng Defense Army soldiers carrying assault rifles, led by a second lieutenant officer, lined up in an orderly column and strode from the edge of the square. They stood more than three meters away from the wooden stake, raised their guns, loaded them, aimed, and pointed the black and cold muzzle tightly at the family alliance officer who was closest to them and tied to the wooden stake by ropes.

"Bang——————————————————————”

The dull and deep impactful gunshot suddenly rang out, and the head of the dying prisoner-of-war officer who was baked under the scorching sun was immediately penetrated by powerful external kinetic energy. The unbalanced intrastal pressure was suddenly released, lifting up the stiff skull high, and the eyeballs connected by thick nerves flew towards the sky and the ground with countless snow-white and fishy brains.

In an instant, a large area of ​​dark red liquid winded down the wooden stakes, slowly gathering at the base of the limp corpse, and it was not over the bottom of the stake that was flush with the ground. Instant death caused the central nervous system to not completely lose control of the body. Under the influence of strong muscle contractions, the short tubes of the lower bodies of several deceased people also slowly flowed out from the short tubes of the lower bodies of the big stakes. The strong blood and stench swelled up to the nose, which was disgusting.

The soldiers put away their guns, turned to the left and continued to move forward, moved to the next group of wooden stakes standing side by side, raised the guns again, aiming at the other five other frightened Union officers.

"No, you can't kill me----"

A Union officer with a captain's logo on his shoulder and a frightened face twisted his muscles in an instant. He widened his eyes, twisted his body desperately, and howled at the highest volume he could reach: "I am a member of the Folier family, and they will pay to redeem me. It will not be beneficial to you if I die. Don't kill me, I have money, and...."

The dense gunfire completely covered the deafening roar. The captain's left half of his face was completely blown away, and the broken bones in the shape of a tooth split from the loose bottom. On the neck that was connected to the shoulders, only about one-third of the right part of the face was still intact. The sticky nose with blood slowly flowed down through the broken tubular nose groove, and was crooked and stuck on the outside teeth for a moment, and continued along the small draw between the teeth, slowly dripping towards the violently undulating mouth.

"Don't kill me, please...I, I, I, I am willing to surrender, I surrender——"

The shooting without any sign caused unprecedented panic among the prisoners of war. Their faces immediately showed a god of horror and fear. As the soldiers who were quenching the guns were getting closer and closer to him, in the third sequence, a coalition lieutenant colonel, who was also tied to a wooden stake, trembled violently uncontrollably. He screamed wildly at the top of his lungs: "I am useful to you, I, I am a mutant of the level 6 evolution. I swear to be loyal to Lord Longteng from now on, and I am to you..."

The soldier with a cold expression seemed to have not heard any miserable and desperate begging. His dead fish-like eyes burst into his brutal bloodthirsty light. He raised his rifle, too close to the distance, and there was no need to aim too much. With his right hand trembling, the hot muzzle jumped up immediately, and a tongue of flame spurted towards the head of the Alliance Lieutenant Colonel, whose expression was distorted by fear, and the harsh scream stopped abruptly. The only thing that filled his ears was the clear metal that exited the shell and filled the bullet.

......

Starting from the first gunshot, all family representatives in the conference hall rushed to the window and witnessed the massacre that happened under their own noses.

"Hun egg, you can't do this. That person is a senior officer of my Kremerdo family. You can't just execute his life at will. I can pay him a ransom and order your people to stop———"

A man in a gray suit and about thirty years old turned his head and rushed to Lin Xiang, pointing out the window with anger and roaring like a thunderous roar: "Everything can be resolved through negotiation, and the Kremerdo family can also make concessions to your request. But before that, you must ensure the safety of all prisoners of war and show enough sincerity———"

Lin Xiang didn't move like a rock, his eyes kept staring at the soldiers who were constantly changing their targets in the square in the distance. His expressions did not change at all, and he turned a deaf ear to the man's angry protests.

Population is the most important strategic resource in the wasteland world besides food and energy.

Thousands of prisoners of war are a very considerable wealth. They are all veterans, strong and have combat experience, and are also the focus of this negotiation between the major families of the alliance.

Compared with the huge population base of up to 7 billion before the war, the current residents of the earth may only reach one percent of this number. Of course, the number of refugees in the wilderness is far more than the total of settlements and urban residents. However, due to food and drinking water restrictions, no family can recruit refugees on a large scale to make themselves stronger. Moreover, refugees who have just entered the city are difficult to adapt to the constraints of order and law. They will always use various excuses to trigger local chaos and movements, and the troops stationed in immigration areas can only suppress them in bloody and violent ways. Under normal circumstances, most refugees recruited by family forces will become formal civilians after half a year to a year. The survival rate of the remaining population after the previous suppression is generally between 50 and 65%.

Incorporation requires a huge amount of food reserves and drinking water. The consumption is quite amazing. Therefore, even if there are conflicts and frictions between family forces, after the battle, both sides will usually hand over the captured soldiers and civilians by paying ransoms. Compared with those refugees who have just entered the city and need to spend a lot of resources to resettle, soldiers who obey management and can form troops are truly important property.

Lin Xiang would not return any of the thousands of family coalition prisoners of war to the alliance.

He is not short of money—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

He is not short of food———The land production capacity around Yinyue City is huge, and the abundant groundwater is enough to irrigate the entire area. Under normal circumstances, the harvest in a single season can meet the annual consumption of the entire population. If the harvest from the grain production workshop of the 6571 base and various crops produced in other cities are added, even if the harvest is completely eliminated, the food reserves can be maintained until the crop maturity period of the second year.

As for vehicles, energy and various heavy industrial machinery, there are enough reserves and parts in the warehouse of the 6571 base. Compared with all types of well-preserved war vehicles, motorcycles from the "black iron furnace" can only be provided to the patrol team for use. As a representative of mechanical products representing the low productivity of the wasteland world, Lin Xiang has decided to make the family alliance a new cargo dumping area. Even if the other party firmly does not recognize Long Tengyuan, he must take out a sufficient quantity of ore and various production raw materials, and exchange the finished machinery in his hands at an extremely expensive price.

The coalition officers tied to wooden stakes are all mutants who have evolved or strengthened abilities carefully selected from prisoners of war.

They have benefited from the family alliance for a long time and have a considerable degree of loyalty to their families. Even if they accept changes or surrender, they are still a army full of problems and instability, and cannot be sent to a normal use and may rebel at any time. Instead of spending a lot of resources and money on these people, and in the end they will be in vain, it is better to kill them all and be respectful in front of all the negotiators and ordinary prisoners.

For evolutionary people and parasites who do not belong to their own side, kill one less. As long as you show enough loyalty, Lin Xiang can transform anyone into a powerful parasite.

As for those thousands of prisoners of war, after such bloody "education", they should be able to make the smartest choice for their current situation. Some newly discovered mines in the western part of the territory require a large amount of strong labor. They dug mines as slaves for a few years, completely erasing their superior dignity and arrogance, and secretly using some despicable means to allow families to expel or kill their relatives of prisoners of war, and it is easy to control their hearts.

......

As the harsh gunshots returned over the city for a long time, the last coalition officer tied to the wooden stakes was left with only a headless corpse. The armored trucks waiting outside the square began to start the engine. Under the escort of the live-fire defense soldiers, the huge group of prisoners bypassed the pile of corpses that made them frightened and feared, divided into a not-too-neat Five Elements Column, and slowly moved towards the exit south of Ultra City.

The conference hall was quiet. All family representatives had a bone-bright cold, almost desperate fear, and anger that could burst out like a volcano at any time.

Lin Xiang looked down at the crowds going further and further away in the square, as if he didn't notice it at all.

A middle-aged man from the Kremerdo family stood two meters beside him, looking at Lin Xiang's handsome side face with uncertainty, his hands and feet twitched occasionally, and his mouth was twitching... It can be seen that he wanted to have an attack, but was completely shocked by the previous terrifying and bloody shootings. He could only barely maintain his patience that was about to be consumed, waiting for the other party to respond.

The atmosphere in the hall was so dull that it was uncomfortable. At this moment, everyone, including Heinrich, deeply felt the cruelty and cruelty of the young lord. He seemed not to consider the cost and benefits of his actions at all, and simply looked at the results achieved. It was absolutely not a pleasant thing to negotiate with such a person.

After nearly ten minutes, Lin Xiang finally left the window, turned around and walked slowly to the conference table, sat down, looked around the family representatives present, and said lightly: "Now, let's talk about the issue of cooperation between each other. I still said the same thing---The family alliance must recognize the circulation value of Long Tengyuan and completely abolish the Sosbian Yuan."

silence.

The faces of the family representatives gradually became pale. Although they were angry, they did not dare to make any extra moves. The bloody and violent shooting just ended, and all those killed were evolved and strengthened people with important value and powerful strength. Obviously, topics such as sharing of interests are not within the scope of exchange conditions that Lin Xiang could accept. This trembling young man did not play according to common sense at all. He seemed to be afraid of anything and dared to do anything. He really didn't understand where that kind of terrible self-confidence came from? But for the family representatives who were urgently needed to sign a friendly agreement, it was indeed not good news.

As for the threat of force... a lord with the ability to destroy tens of thousands of troops would be impossible for anyone present to retreat with a few simple words.

Sexilia of the Folier family looked at Lin Xiang silently, and suddenly stood up from her seat, with a respectful expression, and said in a rough and hoarse, but with a respectful mouth: "Your Excellency, I am willing to accept your negotiation terms on behalf of Folier and recognize the legal status of Long Tengyuan. But... The Luton family has existed for too long, and the currency issued by Sosbia has covered all surrounding areas. I believe you also understand that the number of Sosbia dollars reserved by the Folier family is very large, and it has exceeded the number of

Over 120 million. Suddenly losing such a huge amount of wealth has a considerable impact on the stability and fiscal situation within the territory. Please don’t get me wrong. I don’t want to use this as a threat or threat. I just want to say——even if we recognize Longtengyuan’s circulation status, various commodity trade must be based on a stable economic foundation. This is not something that a single company can do. It requires cooperation, understanding, and mutual support."

Seeing this, Heinrich also took the opportunity to stand up and said in a modest tone: "The Ella Blauke family is also willing to accept Long Tengyuan as the new recognized currency. But our problem is the same as the Freir family, and the reserves of Sosbian banknotes are as high as 260 million. As Representative Sexilia said, we have achieved a result that is acceptable to both sides on this issue."

Relying on the thick back of the chair, Lin Xiang's slender and white fingers flicked gently on the table. His eyes were always staring at his fingertips, without any intention of leaving or deviating. Sexilia and Heinrich also stood quietly, waiting patiently for his thoughts.

A few minutes later, he slowly sat up straight, nodded slightly, and said calmly: "You are right, I should indeed show enough sincerity... In this way, as the price of acknowledging Long Tengyuan, the 120 million Sosbian old banknotes of the Freir family, I can admit the value of 50 million of them. The 260 million of the Ella Blauke family, I admit the value of 100 million of them. As for other families, I can count the number of old coins you have in your hands. I can admit the rate of 40% of them. This is the biggest concession I can make———”

"Only forty percent? This is impossible———"

An old man who belongs to the Karazaweisen family suddenly changed his face and blurted out: "According to this calculation method, the more than 30 million Sosbian dollars we reserve can only be worth a few million at most. This is simply a plunder of /naked/naked/naked. No, we absolutely cannot accept it———"

"Yes, this is simply a robbery----"

The representative of the Kremerdo family immediately echoed: "We still have 70 million Sosbian currency, which is enough to buy hundreds of thousands of tons of food according to the normal market value. We can recognize the circulation status of Longtengyuan, but before that, the Sosbian dollar must be offset by the market price and in-kind payment———"

"I will never accept it from us----"

"To admit it, use food and supplies to exchange———"

"There is no difference between this kind of Longtengyuan and waste paper. We only charge gold———"

The interests and wealth youhuo instantly overwhelmed the spiritual shock brought by bloody killing, becoming the only mastermind thinking that dominates the brain. The fear of the absolute power is also replaced by the aristocratic sense of superiority in the subconscious. More and more family representatives join the chaos, and the anger that has escaped the shackles of reason has completely exploded. With the number of people who have absolute advantages, the fear has long been left behind, and the family representatives feel united again

The powerful force brought by them. Of course, this cooperation exists entirely on the basis of mutual interests. The shouting sounds are getting louder and louder, and the tone is becoming more and more threatening... Gradually, they begin to forget the corpses tied to the wooden stakes in the square, and re-stand out the arrogance that only nobles are qualified to have. In a tone full of disdain and hostility, they make provocative noise and question Lin Xiang, who is sitting alone at the end of the long table.

Lin Xiang listened quietly to every voice that came into his ears, and his expression on his face did not change at all. Only Sexilia and Heinrich, who were closest to him, could feel the majesty slowly released from him, and the fury that could burst out at any time completely hidden behind the cold face like magma.

The screams gradually subsided, and roaring took a lot of energy. The representatives of the family who were hot-headed also slowly recovered from the chaotic scenes of talking. Everyone could think that their reasons were absolutely correct. However, without gaining the recognition of the opponent, no matter how much they waste their energy and saliva, it was useless nonsense.

Lin Xiang's eyes fell on Sexilia and Heinrich respectively, and asked lightly: "Does the Freir and the Ella Blauke family mean the same?"

"We are willing to accept the terms you have identified as Lord Lord———"
Chapter completed!