Data Wasteland

After the discussion, the four opened their own rooms upstairs in the bar. On the first night of the first round, Chen Xing stood by the window, half-covered the curtains, drinking fruit wine while admiring the moonlight, and his eyes scanned the parking lot outside from time to time.

The moonlight is shattered and bright, covering the whole world with a layer of silver sand. The breeze blows, cool and refreshing. The night in the dilapidated town is also unique.

The two little boys claiming to be Lifu brothers leaned against the car, cuddling each other. The younger one fell asleep, the older one was awake, looking around every once in a while. Chen Xing wondered whether or not to tip a gold coin tomorrow would be regarded as a reward for their dedication.

"Tuk...Tuk tuk..."

Between his thoughts, there was a light knock on the door from outside, and Chen Xing turned around and said, "Come in."

The door opened, and A Qiaomu came in. Chen Xing subconsciously glanced at the wall clock hanging on the wall. It was 11 o'clock in the evening and it was not time to change shifts, so he showed a puzzled expression.

"Can you talk for a while?" A Qiaomu asked in a low voice, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xing asked.

"I can't sleep, I want to find someone to talk to." While speaking, she looked to one side, seemingly afraid to look directly into Chen Xing's eyes.

"Is Danny not free?" Chen Xingyi asked pointedly. Anyone can tell that Danny has a good impression of A Qiaomu and cares about her very much. As far as the confidant is concerned, it is definitely more suitable than him.

"He is a good person..." A Qiaomu lowered his head and said quietly, "I don't want him to know too much..."

"Okay..." Chen Xing nodded, walked to the small table, picked up the jug, poured her a glass of fruit wine, and handed it over.

A Qiaomu took the cup, took a sip, then picked up the hip flask, took a big sip, held it in his hand, and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, looking out the window, his eyes a little dull.

"I was born in a small tribe in the southern part of Dafangzhou..." After a long silence, she said, "There are only a few hundred people in the tribe. My father is the chief of the tribe. He was seriously injured and disabled during a hunt, and he drank every day... …"

"Since I was young, no one cares about me. My mother only likes my younger brother. My father will beat me out when he is drunk. At home, I am like a superfluous person. But I have been working very hard. When I was seventeen, I had spiritual power. Naturally awakened, and all three basic abilities reached the standard of quasi-elite level, I ran to Bam City to join the army, wanting to leave that **** home."

"In the beginning, everything went smoothly. My abilities were appreciated from above. In less than two years, I became a lieutenant and managed an entire investigation team."

"until……"

Deep fear filled her eyes, and she held her hands tightly, as if seeing something terrible.

"That abnormal appearance..."

"I was taken in by our teacher, to be precise, when I first came, he was taken in by him. For two years, he has been letting the chef add medicine to my food to make my body... Go, make it..." She gritted her teeth and tugged at the corners of her clothes, seemingly unable to find the right words to describe her experience.

"Psionic energy gradually leaves me, my perception becomes dull, but my body...but..."

"I have always been very careful, but he still got hold of it. I just want to make more money to pay for my brother's tuition. The consumption in Bam City is too high..."

"He sent someone to take me to the interrogation room. I was nineteen years old and I didn't understand many things. He also used my brother who was studying in Bam City to threaten me and bully me. Finally, under his coaxing , I confessed a non-existent crime to the recorder and voluntarily signed a confession..."

"In this way, I became a traitor despised by everyone. With this confession, he can deal with me upright. Since then, I have lived a dark life. He locked me in the dungeon, every day ..."

"For eight years, I can't remember what happened during that time. I even forgot who I was. The only memory is pain..."

With that, she took a sip of wine.

"Until the end, I escaped..." she murmured.

"Yes, you escaped and you are free." Chen Xing comforted. This woman's experience can almost be written into a novel, and it is not inferior to the story of the two sisters of Lianyu Ruolan.

"Thank you for listening." A Qiaomu said, then glanced at the wall clock, "The time is up, it's my turn."

"Okay." Chen Xing nodded and said, putting down the cup, "Then I will go back and rest first."

For Aqiaomu, he is more of a bystander mentality. He can't protect himself now, and he doesn't worry about sorrowing other people's affairs. Perhaps because of this, A Qiaomu would come to him to talk to him. What she needs is not sympathy and comfort, but to find someone to talk about and vent her inner emotions, nothing more.

A Qiaomu's experience is actually not uncommon. In his last life, Chen Xing knew several things. In this cruel world, a slightly beautiful woman, if she does not have enough strength, will in all likelihood become the plaything of the rich or those in power.

In this way

In the social environment of China, some women vowed to never depend on men. They are usually female mercenaries with independent viability. They form sister groups and support each other. These women are called "steel sisters."

For example, the North Bridge Group is a typical sister group, and its core members are all female mercenaries who will never marry.

Thinking of Yeyang Bailiu's yearning for Beiqiao Mission, Chen Xing felt uncomfortable. Perhaps it was the shadow in the family in his early years that caused Ye Yang Bailiu's subconscious to yearn for independent women. Although Ye Yang Bailiu said that she would "finish the whole thing" to him, but in fact, if she joins the North Bridge regiment and becomes a member of the Iron Sisters, it doesn't make sense to be loyal or loyal.

But fortunately, if you don't marry, you won't be snatched by that second prince. It's better for Suna, who is obedient, like a caring little padded jacket.

After thinking about it, Chen Xing, who was lying on the bed, gradually fell asleep when he returned to the room.

The next morning, he had breakfast, put on sunglasses, and asked Cassie to go to the back alley with him.

"Back Alley" is a general term referring to the second-hand markets in various towns. It is usually located in an alley parallel to the street, hence the name.

Dake Town is very small, so the back alley is also very small, probably just like seven or eight vendors. In front of an old man, Chen Xing squatted down.

"Where is it from?" Chen Xing asked.

"Northern." The old man replied, raising his small glasses. The north means the refugees in the depths of the wilderness.

Chen Xing turned his head and glanced at Cassie, who understood, took off the cloth bag on his shoulder and threw it on the stall.

A bunch of golden and silver things slid out of the bag immediately, including lighters, accessories, belt buckles, and more than twenty pistols.

"Oh my God, did you rob a pack of wolves?" the old man exclaimed.

"If you want to live longer, it's best not to ask too much." Chen Xing said.

"I understand, I understand..." The old man said with a mouth full of yellow teeth, nodding his head, and smiling.