Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

Zhuang Xuteng was a native of Peicheng. To be precise, he was born and grew up in Gray Worm City, the Seventh Alliance Town in Peicheng.

My father worked on a protein farm, hunched over a nutrient tank for raising "mealworms", with his head covered by a steel and glass greenhouse, and illuminated by the radiation of growth-promoting lamps for his whole life. His daily job is to provide raw materials for Peicheng's food factories. My mother worked as a handyman on the same farm, and also shouldered the duties of a correspondent, secretary, accountant, and doctor. Together, she could only earn the salary of one person.

The family's income is stable and low.

In life, parents are very harsh on themselves, and then focus all their energy on their children. They must raise them well and send all three of them to school. This costs a lot of money and consumes their health. Fortunately, after graduation, my brother successfully found a job in a company that researched a certain oil, and the income was decent, which greatly subsidized the family.

He said to Zhuang Xuteng: "Leave it to me as parents. I will first find a way to nurse them back to health and get comprehensive treatment for them. In this way, we have no spare power and can only rely on you to take care of my sister. Besides, she Closer to you."

Zhuang Xuteng is the second son in the family. He is five years younger than his brother and five years older than his sister. It is natural for him to take on this job.

Compared with his elder brother, he is not a material for studying. If he cannot go to a "higher talent school", he will definitely not become a white-collar worker. Zhuang Xuteng gritted his teeth and reluctantly graduated from a mechanic training school and finally found a job on the production line. Twelve hours of mechanical work every day and inexplicable overtime work made him physically and mentally exhausted. Sometimes he wanted to sleep directly in the scarlet magic crystal factory without taking another step. But he still chose to rent an apartment far away from the factory.

It's very close to where my sister goes to school, and it's cheaper than the school dormitory. It also avoids the risk of sharing with others.

For "lower class people" like them, risks are always there, and they will die if they are not careful. This is too common in Peicheng.

My fingers slid across the facial skin, and there was some pain on both cheeks, but it was nothing serious. The left side of his face was scratched by a flying wall brick. Thanks to the hard work of platelets, the bleeding had stopped long ago and the new scab had begun to play a protective role. He was slapped on the right side of his face by Ge Gongdao, which was obviously a minor injury.

Without jobs and compensation, people who have lost their income will face great risks in Peicheng. Next, Zhuang Xuteng is likely to be kicked out because he cannot pay the rent. Without a fixed address, it will be impossible to find a new job, thus falling into a vicious cycle. This is not only harmful to him, but his sister's studies will also be affected.

He must fight for every opportunity to make money, including some odds and ends jobs, and of course the compensation he deserves. On June 23, workers organized a protest to put pressure on them, and he would definitely be included in it. But no one expected that things would become so bloody in the end.

Including the PCPD, a total of 271 people died at the scene, and four times that number were injured. This has shocked the citizens of Peicheng. But what really alarmed the top brass was the death of an "important figure", which was completely unacceptable. After discovering this, all the survivors were arrested by the PCPD and interrogated one by one.

"The PCPD wanted to find out what happened at the scene. From what they said, I am sure that an important person died in the explosion, which made them very angry." Zhuang Xuteng said at a volume that only two people could hear: "Ge Hei Face, this matter involves the Scarlet Group."

"Nonsense, we all went to protest against the Scarlet Group, it must have something to do with them."

"No, you didn't understand what I meant." Zhuang Xuteng said: "In the interrogation room, besides the PCPD people, I also saw a guy. He was not wearing a police uniform, only an ordinary blue shirt and black trousers. , a brown coat was placed beside him. He sat in the corner without saying a word, but he is the most dangerous character, because I vaguely saw the red and white striped Shadow Bracers hidden in his sleeves."

Ge Gongdao shook his head and asked what was so special about this shadow slave bracer.

"That special kind of shadow slave wristband is only equipped by the special operations team of the Scarlet Group headquarters. When I was working in their factory, a master told me the rules. People who use that kind of equipment must be respectful and careful. Just wait. Let’s put it this way, all the people in the Scarlet Group’s Peicheng branch combined are not as authoritative as the user of the Shadow Bracer.”

"Such a person personally participates in the interrogation?" Ge Gongdao took a breath, touched his cheek nervously, and sighed: "My dear, this matter looks like it will become very troublesome."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said: "The PCPD was very anxious. They put a book on my chest, and then beat me with a stick. They asked the same questions over and over: who am I, what am I doing, what did I see... Later, The blue shirt blinked twice, and the PCPD took out the syringe, gave me a shot on my arm, and injected some gray medicine."

"Damn! What did they hit you with?"

"I only know that after taking the medicine, I became more and more dizzy, and I really wanted to talk. I would say whatever I asked, and I couldn't control it at all. I would get more and more sleepy, my whole body would be very relaxed, and I would eventually lose consciousness. I couldn't Know how you came back.”

"You were brought back by the PCPD. They threw you on a chair, placed your head against the wall, and then left. You slept soundly during the whole process - this must be the effect of the medicine." Ge Gongdao patted lightly. Zhuang Xuteng's chest, said: "Does it still hurt after I hit you a few times? It was a bit harsh, I can't help it."

"It's okay, you were right to wake me up." Zhuang Xuteng thought for a while and said: "Ge Heilian, I don't think the PCPD and Scarlet Group pay attention to the protest itself. You are a protesting worker or just a mercenary messing around. None of this matters. As long as you are not involved in explosions, killings, or the death of an important person, it is not a big problem."

"I just went to mess around. When the fight started...I probably didn't kill anyone important." Ge Heimean tapped his head with his fingers. The scene was very chaotic at that time. Everyone's mind was confused, including him. Most of the process was like a dream, and they couldn't remember the details at all. "Oh, I don't know what happened."

"I have a suggestion: Just tell the truth. For example, you are a mercenary who took money to support the scene, and then started fighting."

"It's hard to talk about this. Although I'm not one of them, there are killers among the mercenaries. If they are suspicious, it will be troublesome. Mercenaries are usually under inexplicable suspicion."

"No matter what you say, whether you are a protesting worker or a mercenary, I think they will still give you medicine. I tell the truth and I will be treated like this. Unless you can resist the medicine... In comparison Next, if you are found out for lying, your suspicion will be even greater. I don’t know what other methods they will use in the future, but they will definitely torture you. Aren’t you afraid of being tortured to death? "

Ge Gongdao's expression changed several times, obviously he was carefully weighing the pros and cons. He recognized Zhuang Xuteng's suggestions, especially not to lie in front of the PCPD, at least to tell the truth this time. However, he had other reasons...

Mercenaries don't have much of a good reputation in Peicheng. Everyone dislikes this group, and all kinds of slander and prejudice are commonplace. "Boneless thugs", "money-eating vultures", "giant sewer cockroaches" and so on. But mercenaries are useful after all, especially in the eyes of the PCPD.

Many times, mercenaries are the PCPD's spies and consumables, and they are the buffer zone between them and the various gangs entrenched in the neighborhoods. The PCPD nominally maintains order in the city, but in fact their ability and willingness are unable to accomplish that goal. The gangs are the ones that really go deep into the grassroots of the seven main urban areas of Peicheng, and there are often companies behind the gangs.

The city government did not dare to provoke the company, and the PCPD obeyed the city government. They are all thugs, and the city government's thugs are weaker than the company's thugs. Naturally, the PCPD will be restrained in front of gangs. At this time, mercenaries who are not allowed to join any gang become a natural middleman. By giving the PCPD some money, the mercenaries can solve problems or create troubles that are beneficial to them. This is much more appropriate than direct conflict and desperate efforts.

The mercenaries have a special "friendship" with the PCPD, which probably means: if the mercenaries do not benefit the PCPD, the PCPD will continue to use the mercenaries as "useful tools."

Therefore, Ge Gongdao firmly believes that if the company intervenes, it will be safer to rely on PCPD.

"Thank you, I will seriously consider your suggestion." He patted Zhuang Xuteng twice on the shoulder to express his gratitude.

Meeting by chance, this gratitude is just a little higher than the closeness of strangers. The two people knew each other simply, and Ge Gongdao would not tell him his inner decision because of this.

Zhuang Xuteng smiled and nodded. He had accomplished everything he could and could say. He lowered his head and looked at his empty hands. How can these hands prepare food for him and his sister? What will they do tomorrow?

In order to repair the damage caused by years of hard work, my brother is fully supporting his parents in soul healing, and there is no way he will have any spare time. Zhuang Xuteng must take good care of his sister. This is an agreement between the two brothers.

Zhuang Xuteng has never wavered in this point, but the situation is obviously worse now. After the chaos last night, the Scarlet Group will definitely handle the matter "carefully", which means they will never pay compensation, even if they should do so.

The company's thinking has another standard that is different from that of normal people: if it gives money as soon as there is trouble, there will be endless troubles. Zhuang Xuteng has heard many stories about the Scarlet Group and understands the company's ugly nature: if you ask it nicely, it will maintain its dignity; if you dare to blow your hair, it will only speak with its fists.

After last night's mess, they, this group of workers, couldn't let Scarlet Company make another hair. In the past, when this stage was reached, the company would let local gangs deal with it, disrupt the protests, or "break" the protestors. It is said that the Black Bat Gang is the thugs of the Scarlet Company, and there must be more than one such thug.

We must earn money and pay the rent as soon as possible. This is the expense with the biggest shortfall recently.

Or become a zombie again? Maybe that's too dangerous. The last time I lent my body to someone else, I woke up lying on the bank of the Pei River, only five centimeters away from falling through the gap in the railing. The raging river will take him to the poisonous light wasteland outside the city, where all living creatures will be transformed beyond recognition, and then slowly scream and die.

The danger is on the one hand, but the key is not making much money. Zhuang Xuteng only received 500 yuan from the last "zombie operation". The guy who took control of his body and almost killed him didn't pay the balance and just disappeared! What a bastard!

Zhuang Xuteng sighed. In fact, he also knew the reason: it would be like this without guarantee. You can't do this alone, and you can't have someone taking care of you when you lose consciousness and body control. Every time I become a zombie, I rely on luck to survive. This has happened three times. I can't think that I can continue to be lucky.

"This can't go on like this," he glanced at Ge Gongdao who was meditating, and an idea came to his mind: "There are many friends and many paths, why not ask the mercenaries if they can make money quickly?"

Before he could speak, the door to the holding room opened. Two PCPD officers in black protective suits came in with electric batons, drove the others away, pointed at Ge Gongdao and said, "Hey, it's your turn to be questioned!"

"Me? Okay!" Ge Gongdao quickly stood up and asked with a flattering smile: "I've been here for a long time, can you give me a drink of water?"

"Go to the sink and take a few sips. I'll give you fifteen seconds."

In fact, it only took ten seconds for Ge Gongdao to lie down on the water pipe and take a few sips of water, and then he was taken away. Hearing the sound of water, Zhuang Xuteng licked his lips. He was also a little thirsty.

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