Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1516 Desperado, Available

In an octagonal cage.

Li Yu easily blocked the mysterious man's fatal attack on Black Hand.

Everyone in the audience was stunned. They looked at this scene in disbelief.

"Fuck, are you kidding me? Can you stop it like this?"

"Yeah, that doesn't make sense at all."

Six Fingers, who was standing at the edge of the octagonal cage, saw very clearly that the punch that the mysterious man had just thrown was very heavy, but such a heavy punch was easily caught by the young man.

The young man's speed and strength should have reached a terrifying level.

In the octagonal cage.

The mysterious man looked horrified, and then anger appeared on his face.

"I asked you to stop me!"

He swung his arm hard, trying to free his right wrist from what Li Yu was holding.

But the embarrassing thing was that even though he used all his strength, he still couldn't get rid of it.

In anger, he swung his left fist and hit Li Yu's head.

But what made him despair was that Li Yu actually grabbed his left wrist again.

Both of his hands were controlled by someone, as if they were clamped in iron hoops.

"Who are you?" The mysterious man had never met such a person before.

He could feel that this young man was incredibly strong.

It would be fine if he was just strong, but his speed and reaction were the strongest he had ever seen.

"Temporary referee."

Li Yu pointed at the half-dead black hand lying below and pursed his lips.

"I declare Goku the winner!"

As he spoke, he forced the mysterious man's right hand up in the air, just like a winner raising his hand after a battle.

The crowd watching from the sidelines looked at the black hand lying on the ground, motionless, unable to get up.

Compared with the mysterious man who was still able to stand up, it was clear who won and who lost.

The survivors who supported the mysterious man shouted loudly: "Wukong! Wukong! Wukong!"

The survivors who had bet on Black Hand to win were disappointed as they had lost all their points.

No one would feel that it was unfair. After all, everyone saw the situation just now and the mysterious man had indeed won.

But this referee is quite fierce.

I wonder who will win if this referee fights with the mysterious man.

This thought occurred to many viewers at this time.

The door of the octagonal cage was shaking, and Six Fingers and his men were about to come in and lift the black hand down.

At this moment, the mysterious man looked at Li Yu who was raising his right hand high beside him.

His eyes became colder.

Li Yu stopped him and, in his opinion, humiliated him.

Swish!
He suddenly exerted force with his right hand, his wrist slipped out, and he yelled at Li Yu: "You shouldn't have stopped me!"

As he said that, he rushed towards Li Yu.

Li Yu frowned. He didn't like this kind of disobedient person.

I've already told you that you've won, why do you want to keep fighting?

Li Yu waited until the mysterious man was about to hit him, then he suddenly stretched out his right fist and struck the mysterious man in the ribs.

The mysterious man was hit hard and fell backwards without catching his breath.

But before he could even take two steps back, he felt his right fist being grabbed by someone.

Li Yu grabbed the mysterious man's right wrist with one hand, spun it around and swung it.

The mysterious man felt like he was flying.

boom!
He fell flat on his face.

boom!
He was thrown onto the iron rack next to him.

The octagonal cage was shaking and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

He was like a sandbag, being swung back and forth in the air by Li Yu.

Left, right, left, left, left.

Until he completely fainted.

Only then did Li Yu let go.

Boom!
The mysterious man came down like a sandbag and rolled to the edge of the octagonal cage, causing the fence to vibrate.

Fainted and motionless.

Li Yu looked at the mysterious man and curled his lips, "If you don't accept my toast, I'll drink the wine for you."

On the field, Black Hand and the mysterious man fainted on the ground, only Li Yu, the temporary referee, was still standing.

He felt it was boring, so he clapped his hands and walked out of the octagon cage.

Six Fingers, who was standing in front of him, quickly moved aside, and the Axe Gang members on both sides looked at Li Yu as if he were a god.

The audience also saw this scene and was silent.

For a moment, the entire arena fell silent, and everyone looked at the octagonal cage in horror.

It was not until Li Yu walked out of the octagonal cage that cheers broke out in the arena.

"Wow!"

"This, this, this, this is a real tough guy, damn."

"Let him participate. He will definitely be the champion if he participates!"

"Where are the people? How come they disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

"He's coming, towards us."

After Li Yu walked down from the octagonal cage, he walked towards Li Zhengping and the others.

Li Zhengping widened his eyes, his eyes full of admiration and surprise.

He knew that his elder brother was very powerful, but he didn't know he was this powerful.

"What are you looking at me for? Go, get out!"

Li Yu frowned slightly and walked outside with everyone.

When he walked out, the survivors on both sides made way for him and looked at Li Yu with fiery eyes.

"Brother, please participate in the next ring match. I will definitely bet on your championship!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Can't you see they are from the patrol team? They don't need to come over to fight."

Under the gaze of everyone, Li Yu and his group left the arena.

After walking out of the arena.

Li Yu said to Lao Huang and Li Zhengping:

"Two things."

"Find the information about the black hand and the man with the Goku mask and show it to me."

"Also, send a doctor over to treat these two people. Um. The first ten injured people will all be treated free of charge. Keep a record of these ten people, keep an eye on them, and try to win them over if appropriate."

"Okay." Lao Huang and Li Zhengping answered in unison.

Li Zhengping thought for a moment and asked, "Brother, are you interested in them?"

Li Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "They are useful."

Those who can make it to the top ten are not weak in strength, and they are all desperate criminals.

Desperadoes are not afraid of death and are relatively strong.

If this kind of person is used well, he can be a sharp sword.

If we bribe these desperate criminals now, we can send them to the northwest to cause trouble in the future.

Or they can be asked to do other more dangerous tasks.

The Northwest is so far away and the defense is so tight. If we send a commando or other team there, there will definitely be heavy casualties and we won't be able to return.

But if we let these desperadoes pass, we won’t feel bad.

Every time a boxing match is held, a new group of powerful desperadoes will emerge.

Li Yu and his team left, but the scene of Li Yu's fierceness in the octagonal cage was deeply engraved in many people's minds. They never thought that someone could really do this.

Although the mysterious man had just consumed a lot of physical strength, his combat effectiveness had decreased.

But it's not necessary to let others play with you like this.

Blackhand is already very strong, and the mysterious man is even stronger, but the temporary referee who came out easily crushed the mysterious man, which is shocking enough.

The next day.

Busy Old Huang starts a new day.

I was busy until late last night and went to bed late at night. After visiting the night market, the city lord and his friends went back to rest.

But he had to contact Ni Guangkuo and others from the medical clinic and go to the arena to rescue people.

In addition, we have to find out the information about the mysterious Wukong man and the mastermind and send it to the city lord.

The city lord was asleep, so he put the information in the conference room.

I had a lot to do today, so I only slept for four hours last night and got up early in the morning.

He hurried to the meeting room, took the documents and went to the door of Li Yu's room again.

Li Yu happened to open the door while brushing his teeth at this moment.

"City Lord, this is the information you asked me to find about Black Hand and the mysterious man yesterday. Please take a look."

As he spoke, he handed over the stack of papers in his hand.

Li Yu raised his eyebrows and took it, "Okay."

Old Huang bowed and said, "City Lord, please watch over there. I'll go down first."

"Go ahead." Li Yu nodded.

He took the stack of papers and walked to the table, placing it on the table.

Open.

The first page is Wukong's photo and name.

Name: Forward.

Occupation: Sweeper.

Level: Level 5.

Points: 198.

Skills: Weaving.

The form was filled out very simply, and you wouldn't guess that this person is such a good fighter.

As for the points, as an ordinary survivor, he actually has 198 points, which is very, very rare, even higher than the points of a team.

According to the trading market, one point can be exchanged for one kilogram of grain.

198 points can be exchanged for 198 kilograms of food.

rich!

Li Yu took a quick look and found that this mysterious man was just like Black Hand and many other survivors in that they had not truthfully filled out their real experiences and occupations.

Now these survivors have been called upon to fill in their real occupations, but people...
No profit can not afford to be early.

There is no benefit. Survivors who are highly alert are reluctant to tell others about their experiences and what they have done in the past.

Until recently, the recruitment started, recruiting for various tasks and giving rewards. Suddenly, a lot of corresponding talents emerged.

After Li Yu briefly flipped through it, he threw the stack of papers aside.

He murmured: Forward, black hand?
It doesn't matter, no matter what experience you have, as long as I can use it for my benefit.

After Lao Huang hurriedly left Li Yu's residence,
I rode an electric scooter to Building 4 in the north area of ​​the trading market.

Outside the door of Building No. 4, there were two rows of people standing, and the survivors lined up to enter Building No. .

Old Huang got off his electric scooter and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw so many people queuing up.

There was a long queue at the main entrance, so he entered Building No. 4 through the side door.

As soon as he entered, he saw Wen Biao registering there.

He came over and asked with a smile:

"Brother Biao, how is it, have we recruited enough carpenters?"

Wen Biao is a level 2 outer city personnel, one level higher than Lao Huang.

Now Lao Huang’s level is a level 3 non-staff member, but he controls the internal affairs and market of the entire trading bazaar and has great power.

Wen Biao turned his head and saw Lao Huang.

"Brother Huang, there are 34 people who have signed up now, and we are still recruiting."

"But how is your wood prepared? Besides, these carpenters need some tools: saw, hammer, ruler, ink fountain..."

Hearing this, Old Huang scratched his head and said:
“As for the wood, I had already talked to Xie Changshan the day before yesterday. His transportation team will send people out to cut down trees and transport them to the west district.

The West District has already stockpiled some wood. Once you have hired a carpenter, you can send it directly to the West District Industrial Park."

"As for tools, I'll try to figure it out."

Wen Biao handed the matter over to another person next to him, stood up and put his arm around Lao Huang's shoulder.

"Some carpenters brought their own tools, but their tools were sealed up because they couldn't enter the trading market. You can say hello to Liu Long at the Sealing Management Office and ask him to take out the corresponding tools for them to use first."

Old Huang thought about it and agreed.

His recent proposal to improve the living environment of the trading market and some other suggestions have been approved.

But its implementation requires mobilizing many people and is quite complicated.

He was just a small non-staff member, so when dealing with the heads of various parties, he always kept a humble attitude.

What we are doing now is actually to build windows and furniture for the houses in the trading market.

Apart from anything else, it's impossible that every survivor comes in and sits on the concrete floor with nothing on it.

At the very least, there is a bed and a few bunk beds, so that one room can accommodate more people, and many survivors don’t have to lie on the cold ground.

Moreover, with the beds, the supplies brought in by the survivors can be stored more easily.

The space can be utilized to the maximum extent.

There is no need to pile up large and small bags together like now.

After building a bunk bed, you can put things under the bed and on the bed.

In addition, the group can be segmented and each person can be assigned to a room together.

Try to put teams one by one in one room.

"Row."

Old Huang patted Wen Biao on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, Brother Biao. Please help me recruit people here."

Wen Biao smiled and said:

"What's the big deal? Director Luo and the others told us to follow your instructions. Brother Huang, you are too polite."

Old Huang smiled and said:

"Okay, Brother Biao, you help me watch over here and send the recruited carpenters to the West District. I'm going to go see how much wood they have got in the West District first."

"Go ahead." Wen Biao let go of Lao Huang.

Old Huang ran out of Building No. 4.

The first step in renovating the residence of this trading market is to improve the basic living environment.

Windows, beds.
Moreover, the supporting facilities inside vary depending on the grade of the house.

According to his idea, this highest-end room must be the largest and have the best living environment. This kind of room cannot have bunk beds, but a king-size bed.

In addition, there are some simple decorations to be done, which requires recruiting professional decoration workers, or asking Xie Changshan to poach people to do it.

The worst third level is simple, with just bunk beds.

Even the beds could be moved closer together.

As long as it can accommodate people, it's fine. After all, the points for the third tier are very, very low.

Old Huang gallops on his electric donkey.
Trading bazaar.

The sidewalk is bustling with people.

On the road, more than a dozen trucks roared past.

On top of these trucks, several were filled with people, all of them workers who were out cutting and sawing wood.

A large number of them were personnel from the Northern Territory-affiliated forces, and some were survivors temporarily recruited from the trading market.

These men were out cutting down trees to make the raw materials for the wooden beds.

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