Rise of the Wasteland

"One, two, three, four, five ..., no! The numbers are repeated. 猎 文 ????????????"

"Again, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven ..., a little dazzling, and count wrong again."

"Continue, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine ..., oops, why are you getting more and more excited? All of a sudden you forget how many counted in front."

It took Zhou Qingfeng a long time to figure it out. He had eighteen maids in this bedroom. They were all young, from thirteen to ten to ten, and they all seemed to be greatly frightened, either panicking or closing their eyes and bowing their heads, in short, each dare to look directly at him.

Real beasts ... The former Governor Alfonso actually killed so many innocent girls, and killing him really killed the people. It's just a pity that these girls will carry heavy psychological shadows from now on, and may be discriminated against by others. Such a life is too miserable!

Zhou Qingfeng really wanted to express his feelings. Martin, the old housekeeper, knocked on the door and walked in, surprised to see so many maids in the room. He whispered: "Governor, these are the maid captains Esther had chosen for you. She said that they were all checked virgins, I hope you like them."

"Virgin?" Zhou Qingfeng lowered his voice a little, and asked, "Isn't this the original ghost left behind?"

The old housekeeper slightly shook his head. "Before Alfonso had a special mistress, except for my poor granddaughter, the other maids were relatively stout, and he didn't like it at all. Right now these should be deliberately chosen by the maid long for you to run away . To be honest, she was able to pick so many from the slaves in the city so quickly, it is also a miracle. "

Hiss ... this is for Lao Tzu? Maid Captain Ace is really a caring person, no ..., evil, too evil! Eighteen virgins. I actually want to use sugar-coated shells to corrode my strong soul. But I firmly refuse to live a low life. How could I be fooled?

But these are poor girls who must have been devastated in the life of a hellish slave. If I refuse, I will only return them to their miserable life. Hey ..., I do n’t go to hell, who goes to hell? I ca n’t bear it, I still suffer a little, so I ca n’t accept it!

"You don't have to be afraid, ..." Zhou Qingfeng said gently, but a few trembling girls on the other side burst into tears. He hesitated for a few seconds, and finally changed his mindset, his face snarled and said, "You all shut up for me."

Uh ... quiet!

ok, when the governor has a governor's fan.

Zhou Qingfeng straightened his back and told the old Martin: "Give them something to do, don't cry here. Also, I want to see the situation in the city and find all the helpful information for me.

The old housekeeper Martin saw that the seventies and eighties were walking slowly, but Zhou Qingfeng's requirements quickly realized the implementation. The eighteen maids started to work individually, no longer gathered together in tears.

There is a study next to the Governor's bedroom. Zhou Qingfeng walked in and opened the goose down curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Although the sky was still grey, the light in the room was immediately much better.

"Will Alfonso never work?" Zhou Qingfeng saw a large number of government documents piled on the desk in the study, all of which were chronologically stacked copy papers.

When there was no one around, Old Martin also quickly explained to Zhou Qingfeng the conditions of the Governor's House. "In theory, the Republic of Mexico is still managed by the Diego government. Although 'Increte' has a lot of people at the top of the government, The bottom civil servants are mainly Mexicans.

However, the situation in Merida is a bit exception. The gendarmerie leader Lula was originally responsible for law and order, and Alfonso was responsible for civil affairs. But the day after Alfonso arrived in Merida, he was assassinated. From then on, he seemed to be frightened and never thought about managing government affairs. As a result, everything in the city fell into Lula's jurisdiction. "

"Assassination? Has anyone been caught?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

The old housekeeper shook his head. "Lula caught a lot of so-called 'murderers' for this, but we all think that the real murderer was not caught, but just lurked. Because everyone soon understood that Alfonso was just a killer. He also killed the cricket in vain, but Lula suffered more than a dozen attacks. "

Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said, "That is to say, there is still a deeply hidden resistance group in the city?"

"Yes." Old Martin nodded. "Actually I think you might as well destroy Lula as destroying the factory. Because the factory can be rebuilt and slaves can be arrested again. But killing Lula will lead to chaos in the entire city.

However, Lula is suspicious by nature and stays with the guard at all times. And he has a stand-in, and his whereabouts are uncertain. His agents were everywhere in the city, and the entire city of Merida was under his control. It's not easy to kill him. "

"I'll think about it." Zhou Qingfeng flipped through the various documents on the table, and in the past three months all major and small matters in Merida have been here. He said to "dog meat": "Silly dog, come here and take all these things and pass them back to Havana. Lena should be interested in these things."

The "dog meat" electronic eye has a built-in shooting function. The radio in its body can transmit the shooting data to the task force, and then use the high-power digital communication equipment of the task force to return to Havana. While it was shooting, there was a guy named Rubin helping out.

Rubin was the contact person who had previously secretly drove a speedboat to Havana to seek cooperation. He and his twin brother Farr were the only helpers for Martin's external communication. Now he saw Zhou Qingfeng again, really stunned.

"It's weird to see me here?" Zhou Qingfeng laughed.

Rubin was in his twenties and a little bit shy. He nodded and asked, "Are you really the leader of the Aurora Corps?"

"Yes."

"You are already a big man ~ www.readwn.com ~ but why do you want to come here? Everyone wants to escape, but you take the initiative to come in."

"Hahaha ... Actually, I want to ask you too. You have been to Havana. You should know that my territory does not exclude foreigners. Where can you find a job and live a good life. But why are you back?"

Rubin paused. "I ... I never thought I would run away alone. I have brothers, and I want to take Grandpa Martin away. I can't live alone."

Zhou Qingfeng laughed: "Isn't this the answer. We all have our own missions, and my mission is to find ways to defeat the" Inkley ". What is the risk of doing this?"

Rubin seemed to understand and understood, and continued to help arrange the documents for ‘dog meat’ shooting. And Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of the window of the study and had a glimpse of the entire city of Merida. It is no better than Havana. It has not been subjected to a nuclear bomb, and everything is still roughly what it was before the cataclysm.

Zhou Qingfeng was looking at the city. Suddenly the window cracked, and the glass kept falling, and the room burst into pieces. Unexpectedly, he rushed to the ground, followed his hands and feet and ran away with his hoe. He shouted, away from the window, "Rubin, get down, someone is shooting at us!" (To be continued.)