The solar system is broken

Moving forward, the car stopped in a place where the writer had never been.

The car GPS is a green patch, with a bunch of contours and longitudes and latitudes, but no road information.

Unlike the other dozen or so districts, District Six is ​​the funeral district. It is very deserted, with almost no one there even during the day.

The streets are very narrow and the houses are the oldest.

Some mottled walls are covered with dead moss.

Water was still leaking from the gap, and the dark and damp abandoned housing area stretched continuously.

No one lives in these places, so they are considered peripheral areas.

The walls are extremely thin, have no insulation, and most are over 200 years old.

In ancient times, the actual lifespan of buildings was no more than 40 years, and they were demolished and rebuilt at such a rapid pace that it is unimaginable.

How prosperous the world will be with a population of more than 7 billion. (The current population is only 5 billion, with basically no growth)

Ruins are everywhere, and the inferior steel bars exposed in the concrete have corroded.

The wind blows and the orifices whimper, adding many terrifying colors to this funeral area.

This has also become a breeding ground for crime, with 30% of crimes occurring in such ruins.

The funny thing is, the writer is lost.

After crossing a river, the writer turned into a narrow, dark and long path.

Unable to turn around, I looked back at the tortuous path and retreated... feeling numb.

The road ahead is extremely narrow, dark and moist, and looks like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

The writer did not dare to get out of the car, and the car moved forward slowly along the century-old road.

"The contour line bulges inward, it's a valley," the writer frowned. The front seemed to be getting more and more remote.

That place was extremely narrow at first, and then it was opened to traffic. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear...

A man who looked like a farmer came out of the alley behind the car carrying a hoe.

He tilted his head, fidgeting with the mobile phone in his hand, and babbling in Mandarin (Mandarin is spoken in Hangzhou, not Wu dialect, because the Song Dynasty moved south), probably roast chicken, beer, crayfish and so on.

But his eyes kept drifting towards the military vehicle, seeming to be a little curious about this outsider.

The writer's driving skills were very poor. He held the steering wheel very carefully and did not dare to look away. He did not notice the peeper at all.

There is a dead end road ahead, and a small dry ditch cuts off the ancient road.

"Um?"

The chassis of the military vehicle is very high, so I'm not afraid of it.

It was time to drive fast. The car backed up a few steps and the engine made a dull sound.

The car suddenly raised its head and sprinted down the road. The small ditch created two cut lines for the car.

When you step on the accelerator, the car body shakes hard and slowly climbs, causing the mud splashed by the car.

When the car reached the other side steadily, the writer let out a long sigh of relief.

Next it’s time to call the police after dumping the car.

"Our teachers have taught us since we were young that we should call the police if something goes wrong. If someone is armed with a gun and wants to kill me, it is unreasonable not to call the police."

...

Across the ditch.

"A military jeep, one person, unknown weapons."

"Maybe you're not here for us, but be careful," a rough voice came.

"I understand, boss."

"I've fallen into it myself. I know the rules. Don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless when the time comes." The voice suddenly turned dark and sharp.

"Everyone knows this! Don't worry, boss."

The farmer lay down in a gap in the broken wall and peeked at the writer.

Then I saw the writer sitting in the cab and picking up his mobile phone.

"Boss, he's on the phone."

"Um?"

The boss was also confused.

Although they did do some illegal things, abducting women and children does not require the use of the army, right?

Another thing is that the army is not a fool. If they just drove this car over, wouldn't it be equivalent to tipping off the enemy?

A spy from our side?

"You continue to watch. If he goes to that stronghold, you should return to Xiaogang District immediately."

"I'll arrange an evacuation immediately."

Although there were many doubts, but adhering to the principle of being cautious, the boss was still ready to run away immediately.

It doesn't matter if you go short, but you must be safe.

For a person like this who has been in prison once, he is more timid than a rat.

hang up the phone.

Bang~ The phone hit the table, and the children in the corner trembled when they heard the sound.

The timid one has been buried in my sister's arms.

After wiping his oily mouth and waving his hands, the two half-year-old children standing in the corner immediately came forward timidly and packed up the lunch boxes.

With a beer belly, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and the 18k (75% gold content) gold chain on his hand made a clanging sound.

The withered eyebrows were wrinkled into an arc.

"Hurry up! Take your time."

The grains of rice hanging from his stubby beard fell off in a flash.

A wretched middle-aged man hurried in from outside.

The child was so frightened that he forgot to look at people, and he stumbled and fell on the bald man who came in.

The oil soup also dyed the pretty girl's coat a light golden color.

The already happy mood was instantly ignited.

"Horse!" He kicked the little girl over and raised his hand to hit her.

"Eggboy, stop fighting," the old man scolded.

The slutty middle-aged man took a sip at the little girl and came over cursing her.

The little girl held her stomach and didn't dare to cry, so she just sobbed silently. She wiped her tears with a pair of small black hands, and her dirty little face suddenly turned pale.

"Boss, those girls are really too strong. I'll be there after dinner..." He casually glanced at the half-grown children in the corner.

The beer man sneered, "Eggboy, if you can't take care of the donkey in your crotch, I'll take care of it for you!"

Eggboy secretly screamed that it was hard to tell the truth.

"Boss, it's not like that..." Listening to this tone, it's definitely not good.

However, it was too late to change his tune.

"It's not like that, you dare to break the rules!"

"How many times have I told you that the goods cannot be moved!"

With a serious expression on his face, he stood up.

I couldn't hide it any more, "Boss, that girl is really too naughty, and I also..." I looked a little scared when I saw the head-to-toe boy walking over.

"On the first day you entered the industry, I reminded you to keep your hands and feet clean! How come you, you little bitch, spend your own money to go out for fun!"

Pull off the key cover and pull off the folding knives one by one.

"Boss..."

The blade bounced up, and the evil smile of the leader was reflected in the blade.

"Boss, I was wrong," he panicked and backed away.

Bang!

Grabbing Fenmao's hand and sweeping his legs, Fenmao lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

The leader pressed his hand on the table like a dog.

"Tell me! Which finger did it play with?"

"Boss, I was wrong, boss was wrong!" Eggboy's trembling voice was filled with tears, and his body kept twisting.

However, the head's hands were so strong that no matter how hard the egg boy struggled, he could not escape.

"No~"

Evil is just a relative term. As long as you are ruthless enough and in the eyes of evil people, you are a evil person.

Bang!

The sharp knife pierced the table, and gurgling blood flowed down from the tip of the knife, dripping and dripping all over the floor.

"Thank you, boss," he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Your donkey got in today. If you get in, you have to cut off one of your fingers!" the man said coldly.

"Huhuhu~" He kept panting against the table.

It turned out that the knife was pierced at the fork of the finger, and the knife pierced the tendons and small blood vessels. There was some blood, but it was not serious.

"News came from the water line at the intersection. A military vehicle entered Xiaoyuan Mountain and was ready to leave."

"Don't ask me how to get there, I'll get angry."

The leader looked at this kind of incompetent person with contempt. If there was really no one, he would not bother to bring such a pig teammate.

There was a clang. The door closed!