MTL - Martial Arts Master-Chapter 664 War-torn

Out of the Jinvale Bar, Loucheng did not go directly to San Jose Street. For the sake of the forest shortage, he rushed all the way, and the water did not enter. At this time, his mouth was dry and his stomach was ringing, although he did not lose his combat power, but The state is definitely not at the top, and the next goal is quite strange. It may be dangerous to hide. You must be prepared for it!

Looking at the darkening sky, he condensed ice crystals, stuffed it in the mouth, and melted with the tongue, which was both cold and refreshing, and moist.

"According to the map given by the military, there should be a small food trading market nearby, open from 6 to 8 o'clock..." Lou Cheng secretly whispered, slowly sweeping around, no restaurant, even the entire street There are no more than five shops open.

He did not look back to Vega, following the memory, or looking at the picture, and circumvented a ruin that seemed to have been bombed by the plane.

The twilight of the dusk is here, and the shadows of the hidden places are blurred.

The stall owners rushed in from all directions, each occupying a well-division position. They were fully armed and the guns were on the rise, for fear of encountering customers’ shackles.

Lou Cheng looked very far, saw the compressed biscuits, saw the flour in the pouch pouch, and saw the cans labeled with the Chinese characters.

“Can you give me two canned beef?” A 17-year-old girl with a messy hair and a five-week-old girl crossed the building and walked over to a stalled bearded woman. She stared at the “iron box”. The eyes are like a hungry wolf finally found the prey, reluctant to remove half a point, to the floor into a hearing, it is not difficult to detect the sound of swallowing.

The stall owner glanced at her and smiled with a lame English:

"As long as you have the banknotes of China, the country of rice, or gold, guns."

"I didn't..." The girl's voice went down, and then it seemed like a determination. "I, I can sleep with you, as long as two cans, beef..."

The stall owner looked at her up and down and finally said: "Okay, but you have to wait until the end."

"Can, can you give me one first?" the girl asked eagerly.

"Come to me." The stall owner pointed to the position around him. "You have to stay with me for two days!"

"Good!" The girl wandered around and took an open can of her eyes. She refused to take the knife and fork and sat down. She reached out and grabbed a piece of shiny beef, stuffed it into the mouth, and gorged it. The stall owner patted her chest and hips like a cargo and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing this scene, Lou Cheng could not help but think of several cousins, Qi Yunfei, Chen Yuxiao and Ma Wei. They are almost as big as the girls in front of them. They are on campus, busy with their studies, worrying about losing weight or not reducing their homework or copying homework. , drink soy milk or milk for breakfast, love me or not love me and so on.

For a time, Lou Cheng was ups and downs, like something stalked in the throat.

He took back his sight and changed his home stall. He said:

"Give me ten cans, twenty bags of compressed biscuits, and..."

The stall owner took a few seconds and silently took out a stupid **** calculator, and it took a long time to get the answer.

Lou Cheng does not like similar items in China, and does not know the normal price, but I believe that there are at least five times or even ten times the increase.

He took out the wallet, hollowed out the banknotes, and divided the gold from the military to pay the bill.

After taking the food wrapped in the old newspaper, he broke down a non-self-heating canned beef and was waiting to enjoy it, but he heard the stall owner’s kindly reminder:

"This canned way to freeze and eat better, the gravy is frozen, oh... The Jinvaler Bar on Tutans Street has a refrigerator, has its own generator, and can borrow it for a little bit of money..."

As he spoke, the stall owner couldn't help but lick his lower lip.

Lou Cheng slowly nodded, holding the old newspaper with the rest of the food in one hand, and the hoarfrost was filled in one hand, and the canned food was quickly frozen.

His wrist trembled, and a piece of beef, together with the condensed water of the juice, rose into the sky and flew into his mouth.

Not bad... Lou Cheng chewed and turned away.

The stall owner was stupid there, starting from the cold cans.

He is not an unseen poor person who has access to food. It is natural to know what this means!

This, this is the strongest among the strong!

This kind of character comes to the market, who dares to collect their money? They will not have the conscious consciousness of paying!

This is the rules of Tennes, the general rules!

After a long time, he looked at the back of the building and looked at his own booth. His heart was full of luck.

Sitting on the edge of the ruins and looking for a half of the wall to sit down, the building was not wasted time to eat.

Wait until there are only two cans, five bags of compressed biscuits, and three bottles of drinking water. He repacks them and walks outside the trading market. Many children are seen along the way staring at the pedestrians, revealing the praying look. I hope to get some food.

Lou Cheng secretly sighed and threw the rest of the food to different children, did not look at their surprised look, and did not manage the dispute.

This is the war area.

............

172 San Jose Avenue.

The entrance has an old bullet mark, and the nearby glass windows are mostly damaged. The building is hand-inserted into the bag, stepping on the mottled steps, step by step, calm and relaxed, like a visitor who is invited.

His "Bing Xin" has been closed, and the spirit naturally senses the situation of the tenth of a week. For the externally sturdy, after the heavens and the earth, the spirit is definitely mutated, the coverage is widened, and similar abilities are common characteristics, but the cultivation of "holes" The enemy's ice heart will have a clearer effect and a larger range.

When passing the fifth floor, Lou Cheng did not stop and continued to board, but this was “passing by”, and his heart lake reflected the appearance of a wall and a room:

Tattered sofas, with a variety of empty canned tables, many of which have long been unseen, have long hair...

No one was in the building. No doubt nodded. On the sixth floor, he made a turn and returned to the bottom. He came to the opposite side, leaning against the shadow and watching the entrance.

At this time, it was already at night, and there was no black street on the street without a street lamp. There were only a few candles in the apartment on both sides.

If at home, such a street, at least two barbecues, one selling lo mei, one for fried rice, a twenty-four-hour supermarket ... the roadside must be full of tables, the fragrance is overflowing, the bottle is standing... ... oh, now I can't see such a scene. After all, all for the sake of environmental protection, for the green and clean world, there are at most 24 hours of supermarkets... Lou Cheng backed by the wall, hands folded, because of the surrounding There is some association between coldness and devastation.

The same sky is two kinds of life.

I don't know how long it took, his eyes suddenly condensed, and saw the mysterious strongman in the video returning. He was wearing a black trench coat, his face was not showing his expression, and his green eyes were like beasts.

Looking at the other party into the 172, Lou Cheng did not hurry to keep up, waiting for a moment, only to stretch the bones, intend to pass.

At this moment, the blond mysterious strong man went down again and went to the other side of the street.

Lou Chengbing's heart is clear and the spirit spreads. After a few tens of meters, he is hanging from the other side with his hands and using the secret method.

Turn left, go straight, right around, the blond mysterious strong seems to be unaware, not a little abnormal.

Ten minutes later, he came to a ruin on the outskirts of the city. It was faintly visible in the factory, the building collapsed and the steel was separated.

Suddenly, the blond mysterious strong man turned around in a whirlwind, and his cold eyes cast on Lou Cheng and locked him.

Can he detect this? Sure enough, there was a bit of a surprise... Lou Cheng thought without hesitation.

Hey! Hey! On the second floor of the factory ruin, two people jumped down, one with dark skin, short heads, black hair and black eyes, one eyebrows that were yellowish, and one-eyed light blue.

They are either dissolved in the night, or muscle block, seemingly different, but have a similar temperament, consistent with the blond mysterious strong temperament!

Hard and stiff, not smart enough, weird!

The blonde strong saw his companion blocking the retreat of Lou Cheng, and his tone was not seen at a slight undulation:

"Awful and troublesome followers."

After that, he looked to his two companions and continued to say in a voice that was not swaying:

"The reaction speed of the Tignes police is 30 minutes, the city defense is fifteen minutes, and the nearby strong is five minutes."

"No. 4, No. 6, and end the battle within five minutes."

No. 4 and No. 6? Lou Cheng frowned, raised his right hand from his trouser pocket, and the remaining coin was interspersed between the fingers.

Hey!

The coin was bounced to the sky by him.