I was Born in Hell

Iron Behemoth.

Gu Fan also expressed many requests for transformation.

Most of them are anti-seismic ability, carrying attack ability, impact ability, various combat performance...even a self-destruct function is proposed.

Self-destruct!

The explosive power must be strong, the explosive power must be large, and the kind that can be controlled remotely.

This is not only a steel behemoth, but also a self-explosive truck.

"Han Peng and I, try our best."

Master Feng is also a little embarrassed. Even with the help of Han Peng, the champion of the robot competition, it is still difficult to transform it to this point.

"I'll arrange some people in the base and others to help you."

Gu Fan made the final arrangement and promised to draw more manpower from the base.

The expressions of Le Zhiqi and everyone became even weirder.

Boss Gu Fan is going to do something big, and he will definitely make a big news.

"I heard that the largest underground trading market in the base is called Black Street?"

Gu Fan mentioned another thing, there must be darkness under the sun, and the same is true in the base city.

Black Street is the largest underground trading market in the entire base.

Guns, weapons, seeds of the abyss, and even humans...here, as long as you have money, you can get everything you want.

"Yes."

"Most of the areas in the base city will converge on the black street for transactions, and many shady contraband are sold there."

Wu Ze answered earnestly, knowing more about it.

Le Zhiqi also said lazily: "Wang Dafu encountered trouble in the black street before, and Wu Ze and I helped him solve it. The place is dirty, messy and smelly..."

I see.

Wang Dafu and Zhang Yun have annexed all the territory in the north of the entire base, so they can naturally be regarded as absolute powerful figures in the black street.

Wu Ze and Le Zhiqi occasionally deal with and help solve some troubles, so they know a little about it.

"Let's go now."

Gu Fan nodded and asked Wu Ze to lead the way.

Wu Ze hesitated, and asked: "The environment in that place is very bad, and the law and order are also very chaotic. Do I need to call Zhang Yun and the others to clear the way for the boss?"

"unnecessary."

Gu Fan said lightly: "I also want to see for myself what the trading hub of the base looks like."

Le Zhiqi curled her lips after hearing this.

Isn't this the same as a private visit on Weibo, but unfortunately, I don't know the purpose of the boss going to the black street. Could it be that he is planning to kill and completely clean up all the sites in the entire base?

Isn't that going to kill the Quartet and make blood flow like a river?

"Thinking about it, I still feel a little exciting."

Le Zhiqi thought in her heart, lest the world would not be chaotic.

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black street.

This area is biased towards the west of the base, and it can be regarded as a real slum in the base.

This place is full of disease, misery, poverty, hunger... and evil is everywhere. Only those refugees who feel powerless or driven out will gather in this place, and there are also some wanted criminals among them.

This area has gradually become a three-way zone.

It is impossible for the government with a tight manpower to spend precious resources to maintain law and order here.

And those forces have also seen this, and some dark and hidden prohibited items are traded in this area, and over time, they have grown to a certain scale, and finally formed a market.

creak creak...

The dust in the corner of the wall fell into the mud puddles, causing some ripples, and several mice rushed past one after another as if no one was there, and got into the hole.

A bony man leaned against the wall.

The sun was shining on his body, tanning his skin darkly and exuding a layer of oil. A few flies lay on his body and sucked a few mouthfuls, but they buzzed away without sucking any blood.

A sour musty smell emanated from him.

This smell was even stronger than the stench of rotting corpses. The keen-sensed Gu Fan and the others frowned when they smelled it clearly.

Several masked men hurried past.

They carry backpacks,

It can be seen through the gap that it is some kind of firearm, and there are quite a few of them.

mask.

Many people on the black street are unwilling to reveal their true identities.

Many times, even official personnel will appear in the black streets, using the convenience of their positions to sell some items.

"Boss Gu Fan, just ahead."

Le Zhiqi pointed to the direction where a few people left just now and said.

Gu Fan's phantom pupils can see the turning of emotions. The street full of poverty and hunger is like a monster's bloody mouth, devouring people's desires...

Step into the black street.

The number gradually increased.

The threshold for trading here is not high, and even most of them are ordinary people, and the quality of the items traded is also uneven.

a car part.

A somewhat broken watch.

A tattered piece of clothing.

No matter what it is, you can take it out and sell it, just set up a stall on the spot and take out the things you want to sell.

This also caused the black street to be as messy as a vegetable market.

There are very few valuable things, at least for the people of Gu Fan, most of the sundries that are sold are similar to rags.

"This is the periphery of Heijie."

"Most of them are ordinary people, and there are very few valuable things."

Wu Ze explained from the side, and at the same time led Gu Fan to continue to go deeper, past the stalls set up by ordinary people in ragged clothes.

Several tall and burly men stopped at the corner of the street.

Inside the black street, at least those poor and destitute refugees will not be allowed to enter. Only those who have real "valuable" items can be eligible to enter, which is considered a small threshold.

"Go away!!"

"What are you holding, these broken pots also want to enter the inner street?"

A refugee was pushed to the ground by a strong man, holding some dirty and rusted parts in his hand, many of which were slightly bent and deformed, probably dismantled from some abandoned vehicle.

Obviously, these things are not enough to enter the inner street! !

The threshold of the inner street seems to be a little higher.

Gu Fan didn't waste any more time, stepped into the inner street and continued to observe with great interest.

"what?"

"Why can we enter at will?"

Lin Yuxin came here for the first time, the strong man who had just guarded the street, let everyone in without asking, and couldn't help being a little curious.

"That's natural."

Wu Ze explained: "The threshold is actually not that high. At least we wear neat and clean clothes, and we don't look like refugees fishing in troubled waters."

I see.

The threshold has only been raised slightly, otherwise it would be messed up to set up stalls in the black streets with some rags? ?

Entering the inner street, the environment is a little better.

Some genuinely worthwhile items also make an appearance, like some old, dying pistols with a few rounds attached.

"How do you sell this gun?"

Gu Fan squatted down and asked indifferently, the owner of the stall glanced at him, and said with a kind smile: "20 catties of grain, and this box of ammunition is included."

20 catties of grain?

Le Zhiqi curled her lips: "You old antique is almost rusting, and it's so expensive."

The boss immediately retorted: "If you have a gun, you are a master. It can save your life at a critical moment."

Gu Fan shook his head, lost interest, and continued walking forward.

The boss suddenly lost his confidence, and chased after him: "18 catties, 15 catties, the price is at a loss..."

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