Wasteland Code Survival

Qi Lin noticed that a piece of red cloth was wrapped around the arms of the two drunks.

"People from the Red Shirt Gang..." Qi Lin felt a little bitter. Just over a month ago, he and Song Xiaodie joined forces to kill three Red Shirt Gang who attempted to enter and rob, and three of them disappeared. There is also a good one. The Red Shirt Gang will naturally not give up. However, although the entire Refuge No. 187 is not comparable to those large-scale refuges, the total underground area is almost comparable to that of a prefecture-level city in the old era. In the slum area alone, there are 16 districts from A to P. There are thousands of criss-cross tunnels. With the help of the Red Shirt Gang alone, I want to find three missing in it. It’s almost impossible to help the crowd.

The Red Shirt Gang and the army in the refuge are in collusion, but this does not mean that the army will help them find people.

If the army wants the Red Shirts to help find three missing soldiers or enforcers, the Red Shirts cannot refuse, but if the Red Shirts are missing three gangs, they want the army to help find them. In terms of people, the army would not even care about them.

Moreover, even if they could find the place where Qi Lin threw the body, by that time, there would have been only two skeletons left of the three bodies.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if someone in the Red Shirt Gang was a forensic doctor or criminal police officer in the old days, it can be determined that the three bones are the missing Xu Tuzi, the clues will be broken here, and it is impossible to find out. On Qi Lin's head.

Qi Lin knew very well that with Xu Tuzi’s greedy character, he would definitely not tell more people about Song Xiaodie—even in the Red Shirt Gang, he followed the law of the jungle. If If more people know about it, don't say one-third, I'm afraid he won't even leave a little leftovers.

...

The two drunks of the red shirt gang put their hands up and down on the body of the woman who was being carried, while they were telling nasty jokes, and there was no Qi Lin hidden in the darkness.

As for the unconscious woman, she was wearing a tattered dress, with two thin arms carried by two people from the red shirt gang, her head hanging softly, and a long black head with a little dirty. Scattered on the chest, the hem of the dress has been torn to pieces, and the two thighs and the entire crotch are exposed to the air.

The woman is very thin, and she has been in a state of malnutrition for a long time. The last piece of clothing on her body is covered with stains. On the inner thighs, there are many scars burned out by cigarette butts.

The drunk who carried the woman’s left arm smiled happily, and put a big hand between the woman’s legs and rubbed it wantonly. Qi Lin could clearly see that his crotch had been propped up. A huge "tent".

"Or, let's do this bitch here, right? I can't help it anymore—" The guy took his hand out of the woman's legs, his fingertips were already stained with some transparent liquid.

"What's your hurry? There is a self-service hotel in front of you. Do you have to work in the tunnel? It doesn't matter if you are seen by people passing by, because you are afraid that a big mouse will bite off your words, and you will pay it back. What to do with it!" His companion was obviously much more sober than him, and he scolded back in a sarcastic tone.

"Forget it, grass!" Thinking of the sharp teeth of the bloodthirsty rat, the first drunk couldn't help but feel cold in his lower body, and his drunkenness disappeared a lot. "Then let's hurry up, or wait for the effect of the medicine to pass. This girl is in trouble when she wakes up."

"What are you afraid of, she can't run, and there is no one in this place. Even if there are people, do you dare to disturb our brothers?" Another drunk said with a little disdain, but said that, the two of them still speeded up slightly. With a little step, carrying the woman, walked in the direction of Qi Lin.

The destination of these two red shirt gangs is obviously the self-service hotel where Qi Lin just stayed. Although the things related to radiation and metamorphosis have been cleaned up by Qi Lin, there are still some left on the floor. Burn marks.

Qi Lin didn't want these two red shirt gang members to show these traces, although these two guys who are in the upper brain state of the worms might not notice these clues at all, but they are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. ...

Compared with metamorphosis and evolution, killing the three red shirt gangs is a trivial matter. Even if the latter is exposed, what Qi Lin needs to face is the pursuit of the red shirts and the interior of the refuge. A wanted order with a small amount is nothing more. Although it is troublesome, it is not impossible to deal with it.And if his evolutionary ability is known to those scientific madmen and those in power, I am afraid that all the troops in this area will receive an order to search for him, even if Qi Lin escapes from Vault 187, it will not help.

If his evolutionary ability is exposed, Qi Lin’s only way to survive is to escape to the ground-it’s just that the wasteland in the real world is far more cruel than the game world. Even if Qi Lin is immune to radiation, he is on the wasteland. In addition to radiation, there are more deadly threats.

"no solution anymore……"

Qi Lin slowly backed up against the wall, all the way back to the door of the self-service hotel, and then hit the electronic lock by the door with a punch!

If the identity verification cannot be completed, the two red shirts will not be able to pay for the room through the main brain, and naturally there is no way to open the door of the self-service hotel.

Qi Lin's fist smashed the entire screen and keyboard of the electronic lock to pieces, but when this punch went down, it was inevitable that there was an exceptionally abrupt noise in the dark tunnel.

"Who?" The two drunks of the red shirt gang immediately shone their flashlights in Qi Lin's direction, but Qi Lin had already left that position quickly and hid in the darkness again.

Fortunately, in order to save energy, the refuge turned off all the lighting equipment in the many inaccessible tunnels. The flashlights in the hands of these two drunks could only illuminate a small area, which led them to fundamentally It is impossible to see Qi Lin hiding in the shadows.

"It may be some kind of mouse or bug, forget it, let it go--" one of the two mumbled, waved his hand, hugged the woman in his arms, and said to his companion: "Go, shut the door It's open, I will carry this girl in."

"Why did Lao Tzu pay again? Lao Tzu paid it last time, right? No, you pay this time!" the other person said dissatisfiedly.

"Grass mud horse, I didn't invite Lao Tzu to drink the wine last night? Be neat, stop the ink, if you drag it down, it will be soft under Lao Tzu!"

"As long as you fucking remember it, that bit of broken wine is only worth a few points—" the man cursed as he walked to the door of the self-service hotel.

But when his gaze shifted to the electronic lock, he couldn't help but froze.

"My grass! This lock was smashed!"...

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