latent body

8 Ransomware
"Boy, I know you." There was a bad look in his eyes: "The last time I went to pick goods in the mountains, you were also there."

Ling Zihan stood there without moving, with a smile on his face all the time, the smile now was sweeter than before, even a little flattering and flattering: "Yes. I have been picking goods here for a living, thanks to my care."

After a pause, he asked with a smile, "Excuse me, what is your name?" The voice was slightly deep, with an indescribable magnetic charm.

"My surname is Wang." The middle-aged man smiled, but there were obviously too many hidden elements in his expression: "Call me Brother Wang!"

"Hello, Brother Wang!" Ling Zihan was very obedient.He doesn't want to cause trouble, after all, this is someone else's territory.

The middle-aged man is obviously very satisfied with his attitude and performance: "It seems that you are quite sensible, and I like dealing with sensible people."

He held the metal nameplate in his hand and kept playing with it, without any intention of returning it to Ling Zihan.

Seeing this, Ling Zihan's heart sank.

He raised his finger to the distance shrouded in dark shadows, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, please give me the sign. It's almost time, I have to go in."

"What's the hurry, it's still early!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang laughed a few times. He pulled out a steel pipe that was inserted obliquely on the weapon rack on the side of his thigh, and weighed it back and forth in his hand a few times. He looked at Ling Zihan with undisguised greed: "The last time you opened the mountain, you had good luck and got some valuable goods. I heard that you sold it for five silver horns just for that trip."

As soon as these words came out, Ling Zihan understood, Liao Qiu understood, and everyone gathered near the entrance understood the hidden subtext.

According to the purchasing power of money in the old days, although five silver horns is not a lot, it is definitely not a small amount of money, which can fully meet the normal living expenses of a normal person for about a month.

Money touches people's hearts, and the middle-aged man clearly wants to blackmail him.

The expression on Ling Zihan's handsome face remained unchanged, like a cold stone sculpture without emotion.

After a long time, he asked lightly, "How much do you want?"

His voice is always so calm.

The Blood Wolf Gang arranged as many as eleven armed guards at the checkpoints at the intersection.They are equipped with long knives and bows and arrows, which is standard armament in the wilderness.

Two of them carried homemade gunpowder guns.

It is based on the old steel pipes found in the ruins, after polishing, removing rust stains, and adding firing parts.The interior of the thick iron pipe is filled with gunpowder and loose metal particles.

Although the range of this thing is limited, the thick caliber of more than ten centimeters itself means terrible lethality.

Within a range of ten meters, it is enough to beat an adult into two pieces alive, which is regarded as a violent death.

Of course, the shortcomings of this self-made weapon are also very obvious-the loading speed is too slow; limited by the quality of the metal pipe, the chance of bombing is very high.

But no matter what, the deterrent effect of large-caliber gunpowder guns can never be ignored.

The cruel and harsh living environment made Ling Zihan deeply understand the true meaning of the words "judging the situation".

The smile on the face of the man surnamed Wang became hotter than before.He spread his legs apart, puffed out his chest, and tried to show a tall and mighty standing posture as much as possible.But he was so skinny that no matter how hard he tried he looked like an oversized underdeveloped baboon.

"Three silver horns." He stretched out his right hand and raised three fingers. His voice was filled with obvious arrogance, contempt, and the psychological pleasure brought by bullying, as well as the satisfaction from money.

Immediately, there was a "hiss" sound of gasping for air.All of a sudden, hundreds of eyes flicked between the man surnamed Wang and Ling Zihan from time to time.There is fear, envy, surprise, some people are anxious, and some people are eager to try.

This was originally an era when greed and courage competed with each other's strengths. "Support the bold and starve to death the timid" is the iron law in the wilderness.

Liao Qiu was a little confused at first, he never understood the content of the conversation between Ling Zihan and the middle-aged man.Until the end, all kinds of thinking obstacles in the back of my mind were completely cleared, and the extremely fanatical flames of anger finally erupted from the bone marrow with a strong sense of resistance.

"Why do you ask us for money?" Liao Qiu subconsciously held the long knife slung behind his back with his backhand, and pulled it out suddenly with a "swipe".He glared straight ahead, roaring angrily at the complacent middle-aged man at the highest volume, splashing scattered spittle directly on the other's face.

The atmosphere at the scene froze instantly.

Ling Zihan held Liao Qiu's right hand holding the knife, and took a step forward, his deep black eyes released an unprecedented calmness and depth.

"I can give you a silver horn." His voice was calm without any emotional fluctuations, like a monotonous mechanical artificially synthesized electronic voice.

Forbearance is also a means of survival, and sometimes you have to bow your head.Although the other party was unreasonable and deliberately exploited, but as long as it wasn't too much, Ling Zihan felt that it was acceptable.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and smiled. He straightened his arms and pointed the thick steel pipe at Ling Zihan. Although he was smiling, his face was grim: "Do you think this kind of thing can be negotiated?"

The furious Liao Qiu roared at the top of his throat: "Why should I give you the money I earned so hard?"

"Just because this is the site of our Bonebreaker Gang!" The middle-aged man's expression changed suddenly. He turned the tip of the steel pipe to Liao Qiu, and spat viciously on the ground: "As much as I say is as much as I say. Damn it, a baby with a big fart dares to challenge me. Do you believe it? I chop you up with a knife and boil oil?"

"You..." Liao Qiu's eyes were bloodshot at an extremely fast speed, and the joint of his right hand, which was holding the long knife tightly, made an abnormal sound of "creaking and creaking".

The back of the long knife made of helicopter propellers in his hand looks extremely thick and heavy.

Ling Zihan grabbed Liao Qiu's wrist holding the knife again, and at the same time increased the strength of the grip.

He stared at the middle-aged man with cold eyes, and stretched out his right hand: "Give me back the sign."

The other party didn't understand what he wanted to express: "What did you say?"

"Give me back the pass card." Ling Zihan repeated what he said just now, and added a note: "We will not enter the arena."

His idea was simple——since the guy from the Boneshards in front of him deliberately made things difficult, he should take back the sign and turn around and leave.

One of the most important reasons why Zhong Jun was able to open a tavern in Yazi Town was to keep his promise.

His credibility is extremely high.As long as it is a metal nameplate sold from him, Zhong Jun will be responsible to the end.

Since you can't enter the garbage mountain this time, then take the sign back and ask Zhong Jun to refund the money.

Anyway, this is the area where the three major gangs, the Bonebreaker Gang, the Blood Wolf Gang, and the Yinsha Gang, are co-managed.When the garbage mountain appears next time, the gang in charge of the rotation will be able to avoid this extremely greedy middle-aged man in front of him.

Paying a silver coin in exchange for the qualification to enter the arena, this is Ling Zihan's bottom line.

Since the other party has too much appetite and clearly expresses his refusal, he can only settle for the next best thing.

The middle-aged man was stunned.

He obviously didn't expect Ling Zihan to make such a request.

The surprise in his heart quickly turned into anger, and the astonished expression on his face instantly turned from embarrassment into anger.

He tightly clenched the two metal nameplates in his palm, staring at Ling Zihan with fierce wolf eyes: "Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

The expression on Ling Zihan's face changed again and again, and everyone present could see that he was struggling and mad.

"I bought the pass with money, why do you want to withhold it?"

"Why do you want me to give you three silver coins?"

"Pay money to enter the arena, come and go freely, pick more and less according to your ability, it has always been like this! You blood wolf gang does not follow the rules, why?"

It must be admitted that being young has its advantages.If someone who looked mature and old said these words, no matter what, it would not have the effect of what Ling Zihan said.

He looked very young, even a little immature. The mixture of grievance and anger immediately aroused the sympathy of the other scavengers who were waiting in line at the intersection, whispering one after another.

"This kind of practice is really against the rules."

"This kid is right. He spent money to buy a pass, but blocked the way for him to enter. This in itself is unreasonable."

"We come to Trash Mountain to pick goods for money, and how much we can earn depends on luck. Seeing how much people make is jealous, so if someone picks up good goods and sells them for a gold coin this time, will they still have to spit out the fat they have already eaten?"

The discussion became louder and louder, and soon formed a storm of speech that could ferment at any time.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang suddenly panicked.

In the Bonebreaker Gang, although the "Whistle Chief" does not have much power and only manages three people below, this position is also watched by many people. Without a background of strength, it is impossible to sit securely.

I have spent a lot of money to finally become the captain, and I must maximize the benefits in the shortest possible time.

Persimmons look for soft pinches.If he hadn't looked at Ling Zihan's young face, he wouldn't have regarded Ling Zihan as his first prey.

Everything pays attention to "starting" and "continuation".

As long as Ling Zihan bows his head and admits defeat, and honestly takes out the money, these guys who line up to enter the arena behind can apply the rules they set up, and only pick those who seem weak to start, and forcibly demand double the entrance fee.

Unexpectedly, Ling Zihan didn't play cards according to common sense at all.Instead of yielding to his will, he kept saying "refusing to enter the arena".

As a result, it immediately aroused public opinion, and he himself became the focus of contradictions under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The middle-aged man's face was livid, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He couldn't help but swung the steel pipe in his hand and smashed it hard at Ling Zihan's left shoulder.

"Little bastard, you are courting death!"

He thought very clearly that Ling Zihan must be subdued by means of thunder, otherwise the situation would be difficult to control.

Only bloody and brutal violence can have a deterrent effect on others.

Even if they can't openly kill people at the checkpoints due to the rule of three-gang co-management, the two damn young people in front of them should be beaten to maim on the spot.

(End of this chapter)