Chapter 1489 When textbooks shine into reality (Part 1)
There is no aesthetics of violence, and there are no scenes that can be described as pleasing to the eye. There is no such thing as beauty falling from the sky in a prosperous age. Life is as cheap as grass, and you are all flesh and blood.
At this moment, there is only the most naked trampling and blasphemy of life. The Trisolaran people want to light a cigarette when they see it. At first, the people on the boat were still excited to get what they wanted and make some extra money. Soon, Their brows knitted together, and some even vomited on the spot.
The anti-shake function on the equipment of long guns and short cannons cannot save the pictures they shot. No wonder the people on the forum have said that this man is like a man-eating demon with three heads, six arms and twelve waists. The bosses of other people are so elegant and fairy-like. With a fluttering sword, an antelope hangs its horns, and it’s too embarrassing to go out to meet people without wearing sleeves and white clothes. It’s also embarrassing to say that you are a noble and upright person who takes it as your duty to protect the human race and save the world. Look at the painting style of this living father. .
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That is to say, no matter how awesome you are ten times, a hundred times or ten thousand times, in the eyes of others, you will only be described as having the appearance of a director who was promoted to auxiliary police and then became a full-time officer. There is no smell of ink at all. A black-and-white headshot followed by a stream of bounty money cannot convey your beauty.
Then, they saw something more terrifying than horror - Master Wang finally knocked on the door of the gangsters.
Lao Wang, who was eager to get rid of the pain, transformed in mid-air, and with a bang, a huge pit was created in the town under the force field shield. In the thick smoke, there was a series of terrifying and weird laughter that was like shattering bones and scattering ashes.
Then, the earth began to shake violently, and all the buildings were crumbling and damaged. The roads carefully repaired by the gangsters were torn apart, and the white sand, a specialty of the Ring Road, gushes out from under the town like a blowout. People, beasts, and servants of fate, none of them had anything to lose. Things can escape. First, the blood vessels all over the body burst out and the skin bursts. Then the fragile eyeballs burst open and spurted blood. Finally, the muscles separated from the body and turned into blood skeletons with broken bones and blurred muscles and flesh, rising up. His delicate flesh and blood filled the entire force field shield, achieving an output effect similar to that of Li Cang next door in a completely different way.
This kind of painting style, Mr. Li Cang, would most likely euphemistically call it full of harm, while those who witnessed it would call it frightening.
The power of the shock wave directly covered the entire town, and even the force field shield could not prevent the spread of this thing. If it were not for the soft sand-based ground to absorb the force, the scene would probably be several times more spectacular.
When the ravages of the shock wave finally stopped, a few people with lofty ideals who had only managed to save the house finally contributed their second-hand beer and big elbows. By calculation, everyone on the ship could get at least 1.5 beaches on average.
The force field shield is still there, but there are no traces of the original landforms, buildings, humans, or servants of fate underneath. There is only one Big Boss next door standing in the whole place.
Lao Wang's upper body was bare, and his Hunyuan body muscles were as rugged as real muscles. The ravines were crisscrossing the surface of his body like miniaturized mountains. Not even a drop of blood could be seen on his body, but his feet and even below his knees were directly sunken. In the scarlet and delicate mud of flesh and blood, this slurry filled the space under the entire force field shield.
It was only then that the force field shield finally broke, and the flesh and blood mud lost its restraints and made a sticky flowing sound, gurgling in all directions. From time to time, a few bubbles emerged from it, like a cauldron that was about to boil but was not yet boiling.
An Hao took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and wiped the corners of his mouth, and then felt an uncontrollable desire to vomit.
These people here have seen the world. Even those who work outside these days are not the kind of rookies who will cry for their parents and run away when they encounter a walking corpse. However, the scene in front of them is obviously too explosive for them. Too imprisonable to be imprisonable.
You must know that this is just to suppress a bandit. For people, it is synonymous with vacation. These guys are fishing in the first two days of the year and the remaining 363 days, and the entire orbital cycle is directly cut off. Complete process
It sounds unpalatable, but can this person still be considered a human being?
After following it for a few days, An Hao finally understood why the base had never expressed even a dime of toughness towards this kind of force that could be said to be completely uncontrollable. People can focus on giving warmth to their private lives. Calling this behavior dog licking may be a bit hurtful, but it is not too much to say that dog-type boys are designated
Everyone has to provide for whoever this is. One person is a zombie tide. No, the real zombie tide can only be reduced to food in front of him, right?
"As expected of the leader, he has a wife. He is different from singles like us. Look at this exquisite little handkerchief~"
"I also have a wife, don't I have to wipe my mouth with my sleeve?"
"If I were a woman married to a bitch like you, I would wipe your mouth with a mop every day! Do you want a handkerchief? I won't even give you toilet paper!"
"wipe"
There was a tacit understanding that no one mentioned the scene just now, and even looked away elsewhere, for fear of triggering another passive combo.
An Hao grinned and tried to greet the victorious bandits with a polite smile. However, after decades of cultivating Qi, he was unable to perform this most basic operation and failed directly. His half-smiling expression was simply It can wring out the bitter water.
"Ahem, thank you for your hard work." An Hao turned back to look at the others, "But please don't mark the location coordinates of this incident and the recorded video data, and don't spread it to the outside world, otherwise the convoy team will lose face."
Isn't it? A den of thieves has found its way into one's own door. If this isn't the loss of prestige, then what is the loss of one's reputation?
Li Cang didn't say anything. Others came over, but a group of traitors were still behind him passionately fighting for food, and the background sound was slightly noisy and weird.
Li Cang frowned and fanned these unsatisfactory things back to the same channel one by one. Then, a torrent of black dog skin poured out from it. The excavator pushed the trolley, and the shovel took the shovel. Shovel, methodical and orderly.
"The sand settles very quickly. I need to dig a little deeper until the color is gone!" Li Cang shouted loudly, "Speed up! Has your brain been eaten by a dog? You have been grinding for so many years and you haven't made any progress at all!" Shit, you’re not imitating others’ fishing, but you’re serious!”
An Hao was already used to this kind of scene. After all, it had happened countless times in the past three days. He had already resisted it and would not find it funny or funny like the first time he saw Gou Hai with this style of painting. feel heartache
Such a walking corpse servant with such a strong body and intelligence, if they have a base here, they can at least serve as a security station to guard the safety of the area. If they are left in their hands, they can only do this kind of handyman work.
People stare more than others, this world is as cold as paper!
Boom~
A forklift was pushed and disappeared with a loud noise. The gangsters around stared at the big hole where their colleagues disappeared. They expressed their curiosity with babbling roars, and then continued to work.
"There is an underground building!" Lao Wang's eyes shone, "You're so lucky, you can't find this thing no matter how hard you push the shovel!"
"Isn't it that the gadgets produced by your ±5cm high-precision machine tool are too rough?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
After leveling the land a little, everyone discovered that it was the top cover of an underground building. It was unclear where to enter. The space underneath was buried in layers of white sand and was made of stone. It was dark and damp, and there were even water droplets in some places. , there is a square hall of more than 100 square meters in size at intervals along the low passage. Its purpose is unknown, but it is filled with domestic garbage. The damp and stinky smell continues to conflict with the not-so-fresh air flow, adding to it. A heavy smell of blood.
Lao Wang, who thought it was point Are other people’s poor and innocent little girls sleeping on silk sheets?”
Li Laisi frowned and glanced back at An Hao: "You said before that in addition to robbing, they also rob people?"
"That's right."
An Hao's voice was trembling a little, and he secretly glanced at Lao Wang while hesitating to speak.
Putting aside other attributes, Lao Wang is actually a quasi-human spirit in front of him. I still don’t know what he means, so he gestures upward to make an estimate: "The depth is enough, the sand is not that strong, and if the main body of this place does not collapse, Not many people will die!"
"Well"
It is impossible that there will be no changes at all. Collapse points of tunnels can be seen everywhere, but this fortification is buried extremely deep and has many branches. It goes up and down, left and right, and connects several abandoned fortifications. Everyone found the tunnel in an unknown direction. The one used.
Hundreds of guards popped out of the prison-like gate trying to make some extra money for themselves, so it became a takeaway for thugs.
Bang!
The large alloy iron door weighing several tons was kicked away by Lao Wang. The guards inside who knew something was going on above but didn't know what exactly happened fled in a hurry. They were lucky enough to survive for more than two seconds.
The tunnel extends downward for three floors, and there is another circular stone hall. There are scattered chairs, sofas and dining tables inside. A group of thieves are eating and drinking, and their eyes are drunk.
“It’s really enjoyable”
Even though there are layers of iron gates separating the tunnel, the sound of Lao Wang violently unlocking the door just now was really not heard at all? Then you can't feel the movements that were made in the dog's mind before?
In short, it is difficult to imagine the mental state of these guys.
The weirdest thing is that not only do they have wine and food, they also have entertainment programs. When Lao Wang and his gang rushed in shouting and shouting, a young man was using a computer connected to a projector to project a video onto the wall to give a live explanation. !
What a coincidence, the face in the video is obviously so handsome that it’s heart-warming. Phew. It looks familiar!
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The group of gangsters stared at the confused drunken eyes. Their eyes swayed back and forth between the projection and Li Cang. They looked a bit like they were down on the spot. The young man who played the video was frozen there in a dancing posture. After a long while, He murmured: "Did the teaching textbook reflect reality?"
The fighting power of a group of drunken dogs obviously could not surpass those big steel doors on the way. Ma Liuer's big feet knocked these things over, and Lao Wang frowned and looked at the commotion in the tunnel further inside.
"Then what, I won't go in, it's inconvenient, Lei Zi, young lady?"
"I'll go!"
An Hao was scurrying around like an ant on a hot pot with a bad look on his face.
No guarantee, no prestige, no safety and security are as convincing as the stench in the tunnel at this moment. Right next to Luqiu, right under the nose of the convoy station, there is a den of thieves, and even there is still energy and mood left. Keep some cute little pets, no fucking dog that cares about cleanliness would want to live there!
There were cries and shouts in the tunnel. Li Cang frowned and threw dozens of three-dog dogs in, which at least looked relatively anthropomorphic in appearance.
"Teacher Cang, you are well-known. Some people even use your earlier fight video to explain and analyze it step by step! Is this the Monroe fight?" Lao Wang said with a sigh: "Sun thief, come here, where did you just talk about, continue, I am happy to listen to you, die well and be buried well!"
The young man adjusted his glasses and seemed quite calm: "I can't get out."
"Are you looking for death?"
"I am not in the same group with them."
The man looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old at most. His clothes were clean and tidy, but he was so skinny that he couldn't support his clothes at all, and his face was pale and bloodless.
There was only a laptop on the simple wooden flat old desk, but he had a hard time moving it. Looking under the desk, a chain less than ten meters long and two fingers thick was connected to the handcuffs, locking his two feet. There was a covered bucket in the corner, and the ground around it had been worn out.
Lao Wang was stunned for a moment: "How long have you been handcuffed here?"
"Nine months" The young man licked his lips awkwardly, carefully took out a cylindrical tea box from the table, and forced a smile, "Hello, Teacher Cang, I'm sorry to see you in this way. My name is Liao Hongqing, you are my and my girlfriend's idol!"
Li Cang did not have social phobia this time, and said word by word: "I am sorry to see you in this way."
The young man grinned, and his eyes were red instantly.
Li Cang exhaled, pointed at the group of people on the ground and said: "I am a kind person, and I can't bear to see others suffer. You go and send them to death."
"Okay!!"
When a group of people came out, they looked like eggplants hit by autumn frost. More than 300 disheveled men and women and more than 60 rotten and smelly corpses hung on them. Layers of silence.
On the way back, Li Cang suddenly said, "Big Leizi, you and Miss, take them back to the base. They probably don't want to continue living in Luqiu City."
Li Leisi said with a nasal voice: "Yeah."
An Hao kept rubbing his hands and turning around: "Their treatment and subsequent living expenses will be paid by Luqiu on a weekly basis for three years. This is the maximum authority I can do - go and call all the bastards in the escort team! Go! Tell them that those who don't arrive within an hour can pack up and go back to where they came from. I don't want them anymore!"
