Wasteland Code Survival

[Title: Code of survival wasteland one hundred and ninety first chapter of the Red group: dark dust dispersion]

Welcome to the latest chapter of the Wasteland Survival Code 2k Novel Network!The domain name of this site: the complete pinyin of "2k fiction", easy to remember!The good-looking novel strongly recommends: The Emperor of the Mechanical God, Wuxing Peak, Five Elements, the Gate of the Profound Realm, Choosing the Heavens, The Emperor of the Night, Nilin, the Great Ruler of the Holy Market, the Lord of the Snow Eagle. Fluttershy walked to the side of the game cabin with some curiosity, and looked at the game cabin carefully.

"Don't look at it, it's useless. If it can be seen by people like us, those developers don't have to eat in the research institute. For this kind of thing, I still have to find an opportunity to ask Thunder, like him. People of the highest level may know something related."

"Thunder? Is it the lord of Thunder City?" Song Xiaodie was a little surprised.

"Well, it's him. I remember that he still owes me a request. Originally, I wanted to try if I could ask for more benefits if I could kill the king's blood dragon lizard. As a result, you also know that the battle castle was destroyed by the beast tide. Players who wanted to hunt dragons were hunted by dragons.” Qi Lin shrugged, and then ended the topic, “Is there anything to eat? Just off the assembly line, my stomach is empty, and the nutrient solution is still not for dinner after all.”

"I just heated up a can and a bag of synthetic food... I don't know you will be offline today..." Song Xiaodie said embarrassingly.

"Forget it, you eat first. I will heat it up by myself. During the game, I have eaten cold dry food. I haven't eaten hot food for a long time." Qi Lin said and took out two bags of paste from the box under the bed. It is a kind of synthetic food, and a can of canned fungus that the food development company calls "the taste and taste are almost the same as that of pork."

"Have you tasted this canned food, how does it taste?" Qi Lin shook the canned food in his hand and asked Xiang Song Xiaodie.

"Ah? This? The white mushrooms in it taste good, the brown ones are a bit astringent, but the taste is thicker...but compared to the soy products that replace meat, these mushrooms taste pretty good."

"Well, but the price is a lot more expensive than canned soy protein..." Qi Lin looked at the price on the side of the can. This non-artificial natural food is actually very rare in slums, even in the middle. The residents of the district can not eat it every day.

In fact, with the assets of Qi Lin and Song Xiaodie, moving out of the slums is completely easy, but if Qi Lin does this, it may easily attract the attention of certain forces. It will cause a lot of unnecessary troubles, no matter how strong Qi Lin is in the game, in reality, the common tire can't fight the bullets.

Qi Lin took the food and walked to the side of the old-fashioned induction cooker, first put an aluminum pot on the stove, then filled half of the pot with water, and then opened the lid of the can, put it in the water, and turned on the power. After a while, the water in the pot boiled.

In the refuge, heating the cans in this way is a very wasteful method of water, but for the two guys who even use drinking-grade water for bathing, this consumption doesn't matter much.

With the gradual increase in temperature, a peculiar strong smell of fungi also permeated the small space.

Rubbing his cold hands, Qi Lin was about to turn off the induction cooker, when a messy door slamming sounded outside.

"Who?" The half-stretched hand stopped for a moment. Qi Lin looked up at the airtight door of the room. After a short interval, the door knocked outside. It should be the sound of the door slamming again, and the frequency changed. Go faster, the strength becomes greater.

"Is it possible that Xiaolei is back?" Song Xiaodie asked. Qi Lin had a message to tell her about Xiaolei's affairs. She also knew that Xiaolei left here to find his parents.

Seeing Qi Lin still sitting there, Song Xiaodie stood up and was about to open the door, only to find that Qi Lin had grabbed her wrist.

"Wait, it's not Xiao Lei.

"Not Xiao Lei? Who would it be?" Song Xiaodie was a little surprised.

In the slums, the relationship between people is extremely indifferent. Even if they are neighbors, they may not see each other for a few months. As for visiting or something, this kind of thing is even more nonsense.

"Be careful, the person is not good." Qi Lin took out a folding knife from his pants pocket and opened it and threw it to Song Xiaodie, while he himself lifted an aluminum baseball bat from the corner and walked slowly. Arrived at the door.

This kind of airtight door in the slum area is the most old-fashioned design, and there is no cat-eye door mirror. Even the outsider slams the door hard and sounds like it is separated by two layers of thick quilts. Naturally, it is impossible to judge. Who are the people outside?

Qi Lin held the ball stick in his right hand and slowly turned the valve with his left hand. As soon as he opened the air-tight door, three sturdy men with drunken and disheveled clothes slammed open the air-tight door and squeezed. Come in.

"Haha, Xu Bale, there are really a lot of food and beautiful ladies here, you didn't lie to me!" The tallest guy in the lead completely ignored Qi Lin on one side, looking at the canned food still in the pot. And Song Xiaodie, who was holding a folding knife in her hand, laughed.

"That is, I followed this little beauty a long way before I got here, but I didn't expect that she actually had a little white face!" The next one was wearing a dirty flowered shirt, and his hairline The wretched man with a large bald area on the top of his head was talking, sniffing the smell in the air vigorously, and smacked his mouth, "The taste of this soup... is the'canned meat mushroom' from the'New Technology' farm. Wow, these are really two fat sheep, I just don’t know how to live in this shabby place"

Qi Lin backed up two steps and looked at the three intruders, and saw that they all had large botched tattoos on their bodies, and on their right arm was a dirty red cloth strip that was about to turn dark brown. .

"Red Shirt Gang?" Qi Lin recognized the identity signs of these three people. This gang is the largest gang in Vault 187, and it seems that it still holds a portion of the underground black market.

"Huh? This kid seems to know us?" The third guy didn't look good, but Qi Lin noticed that there were several deep scars on his open collar. This person may be one of the three intruders. The most dangerous one.

"This is my residence. If you don't want me to resort to violence, you'd better leave." Qi Lin said with a cold face. If the three members of the Red Shirt Gang died here and were known by their gang, I am afraid that Qi Lin's stable life will not go on.

What's more, the most terrible thing is that the Red Shirt Gang and the management of the refuge seem to have some collusion. By then, maybe the Red Shirt Gang members have not arrived, and a large number of enforcers will come first.

Originally, Qi Lin caused enough trouble in the game. He didn't want to form a bridge with a big gang in Vault 187 in reality. If these three guys can be forced back...

Hearing what Qi Lin said, the first man who came in squinted his eyes, took his gaze away from Song Xiaodie’s legs, and turned to Qi Lin’s body, then picked his nose and spit out a thick sputum on Qi. Lin's feet.

"Leave? Okay, let us take this little girl away, and then give us all your food. Finally, let the three brothers do your job well, that's almost the same."

Before the leader had finished speaking, Qi Lin suddenly rushed to him, and the baseball bat in his hand had already been rounded and smashed on top of his heavenly spirit cover!

"Huh!"

With a loud noise, the man fell straight down with a horrified expression.

Qi Lin regretted it a little. From the beginning, he shouldn't have a fluke mentality. Since he was unlucky enough to be targeted by this kind of guy, there would definitely be no good results.

The two people behind were stunned for a moment, and the bald Xu immediately pointed at Qi Lin and screamed: "Since you know that we are the Red Shirt Gang, you still dare to do it? I tell you, you are done! We Red Shirt."

Before Xu Tuozi's words were finished, Qi Lin's second stick knocked him over at lightning speed, and now there was only the last person left.

And this last person was also the one that Qi Lin felt was the most difficult to deal with.

Seeing his two companions being knocked down by Qi Lin so swiftly, a dignified expression suddenly appeared on the man's face. After reaching his waist, he took out a switchblade and pushed his thumb. The dangling sharp blade immediately bounced out of the handle.

With the sharp blade in his hand, the man leaned down slightly, fixed his eyes on Qi Lin, and made a gesture of leaping over at any time.

"Looking at the posture of holding the knife, he is an expert at playing with the knife" Qi Lin said in a compliment and sarcasm, and he took a step forward after he took a hold of the baseball bat.

Seeing Qi Lin approaching, the man immediately jumped back a distance, and kept a distance of about five meters from Qi Lin. This distance was just outside the range of Qi Lin's instant attack.

"You don't look like an ordinary sanctuary poor." The man pursed his mouth and said, with the sharp blade in his hand gently swinging back and forth.

"Neither did I say that I was an ordinary sanctuary poor"

"Xu Tu Zi took a look this time and let me take the two of them. I promise that we will not run into the river in the future. What do you think?" To Qi Lin's surprise, the man chose to give in.

"I think my IQ has been insulted." Qi Lin disdainfully made a joke, just those two silly forks, at first they looked arrogant and domineering, and now they have been knocked over by himself, so they can get people back. Think of yourself as a fool.

"I'm serious, I can promise."

"You can guarantee that it does not mean that the two lying on the ground can also guarantee it, nor does it mean that the Red Shirt Gang can guarantee not to trouble me. Therefore, none of the three of you can go back." Qi Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly. The hand shook the baseball bat, and the high-speed spinning bat immediately made a sound of "whooping".

From the first second Qi Lin shot, he didn't plan to let these three guys get out of here alive.2k novel reading network