"Stranger, who are you?" Winter quietly gestured, and his men naturally dispersed. Then, he pointed his gun at the uninvited guest.
However, the thugs quickly discovered that the guns in their hands were shockingly hot, and the barrels even showed signs of melting. Then, a few balls of dim yellow flames exploded on their guns, and sparks landed on their bodies, immediately burning their skin to the point that it sizzled.
"Damn it!"
"What is this?"
The thugs threw away their guns and desperately patted the fire on their bodies. Even though it was only an inconspicuous spark that stuck to them, they were exceptionally difficult to deal with and could not be extinguished. The sparks had already buried themselves in their bodies, burning their flesh and quietly spreading a wave of power.
"You … who the hell are you?" Winter raised a gun and pointed it at the mysterious man, but the gun did not give him the slightest sense of security.
The man took off his cloak and his black hair casually scattered over his body. He had an ancient face and looked like a middle-aged man on the surface of the earth. However, he was wearing a dark red armor, and the armor was covered with strange faces, making the man look a little sinister, like a demon that had crawled out of hell. He spread out his hands and smiled, "I'm the Flame of Calamity, Kallistan. So, do you have anything else to ask?"
"Where are those people? Where are those people in this town?" Winter asked.
"You mean … them?" Kallistan looked behind the man.
Winter turned around and saw a strange beast standing behind him at some point. He had a lion-like head, but a pair of curved horns with flames burning between them. The humanoid arms were on the ground, but the hind legs were hooves like cattle. Winter felt that it was familiar, as if he had seen such a monster somewhere. Then he remembered that when the man named Allen directly cast an image in their consciousness, there was such a monster among them.
Then, Winter was pushed down. The Fire Horned Demon opened its mouth to bite off the man's neck. A hand gently blocked in front of it and patted the Fire Horned Demon's head. The monster spat out two streaks of hot smoke from its nostrils and turned around to take a few steps back. Winter saw the same monsters crawling out of the mine tunnels from the depths of the mine. They stared at Winter quietly, their eyes cold.
Wendt's whole body trembled. The man named Kallistan walked up to him and said with a smile, "I happen to lack a guide here. I wonder if you would like to serve me?"
"Of course." Wendt laughed and hugged the man's foot. "As long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to do anything for you, my lord!"
"Then tell me, where are the human settlements here? Small towns, cities, anything would do. It's fine as long as there's someone. "
"Yes, yes, yes. If you head north from here, there's a city called Bodo City a hundred kilometers away. It was named after the city lord, Bodo, and had a population of at least ten thousand. Also, three hundred kilometers to the south, there are a few towns that are next to each other. Do you see that mountain in the west, my lord? There is also a city behind the mountain, and there are several mines working there … "Wendt hurriedly revealed what he knew in exchange for the right to survive.
Kallistan was very satisfied and nodded, "Then you'll lead the way. I need to accumulate strength for my master. The more people, the better. How about this, you take me to that Bodo City first. "
"It's my pleasure to serve you." Wendt jumped up and bowed exaggeratedly.
Kallistan snapped his fingers, and the sparks that were constantly invading the human body quietly disappeared. Although Wendt's men had a few burns, fortunately, their lives were saved. Wendt knew that this was a deal.
A deal with a demon.
But he had no choice but to accept it.
When he returned to his team with Kallistan, Wendt's men looked at him maliciously. Wendt cursed and said loudly, "This is Lord Kallistan. Now we are all serving His Excellency. Do you hear me clearly?"
Since the boss had said so, the thugs naturally had no objections. Wendt respectfully invited Kallistan into a modified off-road vehicle. Kallistan didn't refuse and just got in. Wendt was the driver himself. He drove the car around a corner and drove out of the town. Behind him, nearly a hundred thugs drove all kinds of modified vehicles and followed closely.
Their goal was obvious. They were heading for Bodo City, which was more than a hundred kilometers away. This distance would only take a little more than an hour.
Bodo City was a small city built in the ruins of an original city, ruled by a warlord. Bodo was both the city lord and the leader of the warlords. He had an army of eight hundred soldiers under him. Compared to the bandits, Bodo's military might was much stronger, and the city under his rule was much stronger. The residents of the city had to pay a lot of taxes, and Bodo only left them three meals. Apart from that, there was nothing extra. But relatively speaking, the residents here lived a more stable life than other small towns. At least they didn't have to worry about bandits.
There was a tall building in the city, where Bodo's army base was located. They occupied the building, and only some of the city's big shots were qualified to live there. Bodo's army protected the building and isolated it from the rest of the city with a high concrete wall. Therefore, the division between the rich and the poor in this city was very obvious. Inside the high wall was the rich area, and outside the high wall was the place where the poor stayed.
At the periphery of the slums, Bodo had blown up some streets to form natural barriers. Then, at the only exit, a road leading out of the city, set up roadblocks and road guards to ensure the safety of the city.
The slums were concentrated in a block, where people set up all kinds of stalls, forming a lively market. There was even a bar here. In addition to the poor, Bodo's soldiers would often come here to have fun. After all, the consumption in the rich area was not something an ordinary soldier could afford. The things in the slums were cheap and good, so it became the first choice of soldiers.
There was a fighting competition in the bar. The bartender wandered around, and the guests bet casually. In an open space separated by a circle of barbed wire, the two sides of the competition were pushed in. It was a man and a woman. The man was as strong as a bear, and the woman was very petite. The huge difference in size between the two immediately aroused the enthusiasm of the audience. They shouted. When the bell rang, the man pounced. The man pounced on her fiercely. The woman nimbly slid between the man's legs and stabbed the man's crotch with her heel.
"Ouch, it hurts."
"Damn it."
The audience cried out, and the man clutched his genitals and knelt down. The woman who slid behind him jumped on his back and put her hands in his eyes, causing the man to cry. The man was beaten up, and he grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her forward. The woman fell to the ground. The man raised his foot and stomped down, and the woman rolled to the side. In order to make the competition more exciting, there were many props beside the arena. The woman picked up a folding chair and slapped it hard on the man's back. The man staggered a few times and fell to the ground. The woman took the opportunity to hit his head. After a few hits, the man lost consciousness.
Only then did the woman throw away the somewhat deformed chair and spit at the man.
After the competition, the woman left the arena. In a small alley behind the bar, a black man took out a few bills and stuffed them into her chest. Then he said, "Sally, if you are willing to sleep with me for a night, I guarantee you will earn more than this."
The woman named Sally snorted and said, "Your little thing can't satisfy me."
"How do you know if you haven't tried?"
"There's no need to try, because when you want to do so, I will break it." The woman waved the bills and left the alley.
The black man cursed a few times and went back into the bar.
Sally walked through a few alleys and bought some food. Then she went into a building. A few children were playing skateboards in the building. Sally found an eight-year-old boy and pulled him away.
"Where are we going?" The boy asked.
"I've earned enough money. Let's go. We're leaving here today."
"Why? Where are we going? Didn't Lord Burdo say it's dangerous outside? "
Sally stopped and looked at the boy. "No, he's lying to us. He's going to tie us down here, be his slaves, be his dogs. Are you going to do that? Jay? "
The boy thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't want to do that."
"So follow me."
They walked through a few alleys and into a repair shop. There was an old man lying on a table. Sally slapped a few bills on the table and said, "Logan, get up. Is the car I want ready?"
The old man opened his eyes, looked at the bills on the table, and silently put them away. Then he pointed lazily at the back and said, "What you want is over there. Go get it yourself. But Sally, I don't think you can get out of town. "
"Let's wait and see."
A moment later, a modified motorcycle came out of the repair shop. There were a few backpacks tied to the back of the motorcycle. Inside were enough supplies for two people to live for more than a month. Sally drove towards the exit of the city. From afar, she saw Lu Gang and a few soldiers. The soldier asked her to stop with his gun on his back, and then said expressionlessly, "Do you have a permit?"
"Yes, please take a look." Sally took out a wrinkled ID with a nervous expression. It was a forged ID. The soldier looked at it and walked back to the road guard.
"Listen, Jay. Hold me tight. We may have to be savage to leave. "Just as Sally said this, she heard the sound of a motorcycle engine in front of her. She raised her head and saw that a convoy was heading towards her from afar. Her eyesight was good, and she saw that the convoy was all modified vehicles, and they were all equipped with weapons. They didn't look like Bodo City's team.
The soldiers on the road guard no longer cared about Sally. They shouted over the radio, "This is Bodo City. Please identify yourself. You need to pay a tax to enter the city."
Sally whispered, "Here's our chance."
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