Apocalyptic Resource Tycoon

Chapter 877: Metal Storm, the last fortress of mankind (7)

There are 5 people, Yu Shouzheng and 3 deputy general managers, and Cheng Hao. There are exactly 5 people, and 5 people carry 5 large backpacks made of wild boar skin.

If it weren't for Su Wen and they had 5 people, this time the mission would not bring the second time awakener, Wen Hao.

The pigskin backpack was more than 1 meter high and the width of a sack. In the end, Yu Shouzheng politely asked Su Wen to step into his backpack.

The 5 people gathered at the entrance of the underground warehouse, and Yu Shouzheng finally said: "I hope the 5 ladies will cooperate with us and don't bark, otherwise, if Miss Huazhi catches you, your end will be worse than being sold by us. "

With 5 people carrying 5 large backpacks, Yu Shouzheng made a gesture to the 4 people. He opened the warehouse door, slammed it, and closed the door without going out.

Five people are in this 200-square-meter warehouse, pretending to be on the road, observing each other's backpacks...

They don't have a car...

Even if Yu Shouzheng, as the general manager of a large nightclub, couldn't afford a car in Metal Storm, he couldn't even afford a car!

Therefore, even if they do this kind of thing and go out for a while, they still have to do the kind of 0.1 gold bus...

It sounds ironic, but this is the helpless fact.

Su Wen's 5 females did not move, Yu Shouzheng secretly relieved, winking at 4 people, 5 people quietly walked out of the underground warehouse of True Love Nightclub...

Not daring to take the bus at the bus stop in front of True Love Nightclub, the five people bowed their heads and walked quickly on the crosswalk under the corner of the building.

It is not surprising that they are dressed like this. In Metal Storm, many people who do not live in houses also carry all their wealth and luggage on their bodies.

At noon, the scorching sun is on the street, there are many people who go to work and have a meal after get off work at noon. There are various canteens, small restaurants, porridge shops, and some make snacks and sell flatbread, walk the streets and alleys, and push carts. Selling bento.

This should be regarded as a better place than the prosperous age in the last days, at least there is no city management that pretends to be forced.

The cityscape is not very tidy, but it is also convenient for everyone.

As long as they are not selling things in the middle of the road, the city defense army does not bother to control them.

After crossing two streets, Wen Hao followed Yu Shou and queued at a bus stop...

In less than 3 minutes, a special large bus drove slowly over, 5 meters wide and 10 meters long, and the driver was a one-time awakener.

Five people lined up to get on the bus, and the driver frowned and looked at Yu Shouzheng, "Hey! You are so few, you have to swipe your card twice! With such a big bag, you can stand alone!"

Taking a deep breath, Yu Shouzheng put on a smiling face, "Understood! Five of us, I will swipe your card 15 times!"

He took out a bus card in his jacket pocket and swiped it 15 times. The driver nodded in satisfaction and let him go.

15 times, but 1.5 gold, Yu Shouzheng is not bad for this amount of money, but he can't bear this tone, he is a 3 times awakened adult, when has he been treated impolitely?

But now, all five of them are wearing sunglasses, and no one knows that they are three-time awakeners.

Beicheng, a slum, no place to sit, five people gathered together in a corner of the bus, back to back, five backpacks facing each other, do not want outsiders to touch.

In 55 minutes, nearly an hour, the bus arrived in Beicheng, and the slum was at the next stop. Yu Shouzheng winked, four people crowded to the door and got off the bus...

"It's not far."

Turning into an alley, Yu Shouzheng walked in the forefront, and the remaining 4 people stood in pairs, following him...

In the alleys of the slums, the buildings on both sides are dangerous buildings. Many of them have collapsed. People are lying everywhere in the doorways of the dangerous buildings.

Most of them are those over 50 years old who are not awakened, and there are also some people who are in their 60s and 70s who are once awakened.

Even the Awakeners, at their age, can't do anything. Even if they go to the city lord mansion to build a wall or go to the slave market to sell themselves, no one wants them.

Wen Hao walked at the end. He bowed his head and walked forward, his arms being held by a 50- or 60-year-old lady, "Master, are you having fun? 0.1 gold, I will stay with you for an hour."

"No."

Wen Hao sighed lightly, shook his head, and continued to move forward...

"You can just stutter!"

The old lady trot behind him, pulling his arm without letting go, Wen Hao's heart softened, and he glanced forward, and found two "1 gold" banknotes in his pocket and stuffed them into the old lady's hand. "Take it, stop following me!"

"Thank you! Thank you! I kowtow to you!"

The old lady was so excited, Wen Hao shook her head, and just about to leave before, suddenly the people on both sides of the slum, like a fly saw a broken egg, huffed around the five people.

"Brother, you are fine! I also stuttered!"

"Master, you also give me a bite. The city lord's mansion has not come to feed me for 3 days! I am hungry!"

...

Five people were surrounded by dozens of slum people, and Yu Shouzheng's face suddenly sank. He turned his head and gave Wen Hao a fierce look, "Trash!" He raised his hand and slapped back, a loud slap, Wen Hao's mouth A little blood came out...

Yu Shouzheng glanced around and knelt down on the old ladies and old ladies. He took out a handful of money from his pocket, dozens of them, most of which were 0.1 gold, 1 gold and 10 gold banknotes. He took a few pieces of 50 gold and 100 gold denominations. He couldn't take care of them. He raised the money in his hand and said loudly: "Now I throw it back. Whoever grabs it will count it!"

This large sum of money is at least 500 gold!

Wenhao's monthly salary is only 400 gold!Even if Yu Shou is a general manager, his salary is only 2,000 gold, which is one-fourth of his salary.

The people in the slum ran wildly behind a few people, Yu Shouzheng waved upwards, a large amount of banknotes scattered in the air, "Go!"

Yu Shouzheng said, several people stepped into another small alley...

At the door of an abandoned movie theater, a group of 30 soldiers patrolling the city, standing at the door holding inferior cigarettes, as if waiting for something.

After a while, a fat man walked out of the cinema. The fat man walked up to the chief patrol soldier with a smile and stuffed a rolled paper currency into the chief's hand.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the officer raised his eyes and glanced at the fat man. He lowered his head and opened the banknote. It was a banknote with a Libra pattern on a purple ground, with "1000" on it.

The officer nodded slightly and raised his hand to say "Receive the team." The soldiers huffed and left. The fat man glared at the guy behind him, then turned and walked back to the cinema.

The five Yu Shouzheng paused at the entrance of the movie theater and glanced at the side door. He whispered: "This is it. After everyone enters, be smarter and look at me winking..."