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Chapter 609

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The fact that the streets were so clean proved that the paranormals here were quite powerful. When the MCV completely entered the city, Jiang Liushi saw an endless wall with a height of four or five meters.

Safety zone!

After doomsday, the only place where ordinary people could live safely was the Safety Zone.

The scale of this Safety Zone was not large, and it was far worse than the Shen Hai Safety Zone. However, the Shen Hai Safety Zone was established by the military, while this one was established by a gang.

Japan's gangs were originally much larger than China's. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the government's control over the country was relatively weak, so super-sized gangs such as the Green Gang and the Hong Gang were born. At that time, the old Shen Hai's gang leader could even meet the head of state and was honored as the Shen Hai Emperor.

But in the 21st century, that had already become history. In the entire territory of China, the gangs whose names could be remembered had almost disappeared.

However, Japan was different. In Japan, the local government controlled more capital than the central government, and the people controlled more capital than the country. Capital determined power, and it was easier to promote the birth of powerful gangs. The world's largest gang was Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi, which had a history of more than 100 years before doomsday. It was known as the world's second largest gang, but its income was only a fraction of Yamaguchi-gumi's.

The reason why Japan's gangs had such a limelight was that Japan was the only country in the world where gangs were legal. They could openly set up their headquarters, and even privately raise money for some local politicians. In Japan, the law stipulated freedom of association, and gangsters were also associations. They couldn't arrest people just because they thought that gangsters might commit crimes.

As a result, the members of the Dry Dao Province's underworld could write the words "underworld" (Yakuza) in the occupation column of their household register just like those engineers, lawyers, and doctors.

As for the gangsters' work, of course, they couldn't see the light of day. On the surface, they obeyed the law and did proper business, but in fact, they were inseparable from collecting protection fees, gambling, pornography, drug trafficking, smuggling, etc. Occasionally, they would play the role of the police to maintain the security of their own territory.

Of course, sometimes these crimes would be suppressed by the government. Many gangsters also tried to wash their names, but they were forced to do so. After doomsday, these gangsters would naturally restore their original nature, and even become unscrupulous.

The current island country's underworld was a completely uncontrolled underworld. Before the apocalypse, Japan was probably the most refined and well-mannered country in the world. However, due to the long period of strict and rigid living, it would suppress one's character, and the rebound would be even more powerful. After a year of fermentation in the apocalypse, it was very easy to bring out the ugly side of human nature.

Ordinary people living in the gangsters' safe zone, although they didn't need to worry about becoming zombies' food, it was not easy.

When Jiang Liushi entered the safe zone, he didn't even need to check his or her. There were only a few gangsters' checks. There were only a few gangsters' members.

The Sword Club's safe zone never forbade anyone from entering. However, if one wanted to live in the safe zone, one had to buy a house in the safe zone. This was because the safe zone had a curfew, and no one was allowed to stay outdoors at night. As for the residence that the tattooed man promised to give to Xia Mei, it was only to find a shack for the three of them in the slums. Even so, the three of them were still deeply grateful.

At this time, Jiang Liushi was learning Japanese from Ran Xiyu. As early as Jiang Liushi's first evolution, he had chosen to evolve his brain. Now, Jiang Liushi's learning ability had far surpassed the past. It only took him about a week to learn the basic Japanese.

"Brother Jiang, look!"

Ran Xiyu suddenly pointed out of the window. Jiang Liushi turned his head and looked. At that time, Jiang Liushi had already seen many residents of the safe zone. Some people were thin and dressed in rags, while others were well-dressed and glowing. These people had gathered at the entrance of the safe zone because there was a big market there.

The entrance of the safe zone was the market, which was a gangster's style.

Jiang Liushi looked around and saw that most of the well-dressed people in the market were trading mutant nuclei and mutant meat. Large pieces of mutant meat were placed in the most conspicuous position in the center of the market. Mutant pigs and mutant cows were hung on iron hooks, just like domestic pigs and beef cattle. These animals had their bellies cut open, and some were still stained with blood, dripping into the blood basin. In front of every stall, there was a paranormal or a butcher, holding a large knife in his hand, cutting large pieces of meat.

Next to the mutant meat, there was a grain and vegetable market. Bags of rice, flour, dried vegetables, and even a small amount of fish could be seen.

Those who patronized these markets were almost all paranormals, while those malnourished poor people could only look at them and swallow their saliva. These people probably hadn't eaten a full meal in a year.

Most of them came to the market to sell some agricultural products. After doomsday, many areas had restored simple agricultural production. Although the output was not high, it was enough for the poor people who worked day and night in the safe zone.

There were also some poor people who did not come to sell things, but to be sold as commodities.

In the east of the market, Jiang Liushi saw a large-scale slave market.

All kinds of male and female slaves were listed for sale. Generally, the price of male slaves was very low, but for beautiful female slaves, most of them were priced at 100 pounds of mutant meat.

Looking at those unclothed female slaves, Jiang Liushi was filled with emotion. He remembered the scene in the old society. "One hundred pounds of mutant meat for a woman, it's really one pound of meat for one pound of people."

Jiang Liushi shook his head. In China, this kind of thing was really common. Sometimes, some female slaves were willing to sell themselves for various reasons.

In front of those female slaves, there was a fat and strong man. His upper body was naked, and his back was covered with green tattoos. It seemed that he weighed more than 200 pounds.

In Japan, the underworld tattoos were very common. It had become a kind of culture. Even the pattern of the tattoo could show a person's status in the underworld.

The fat man was holding a whip in his hand as he introduced 12 carefully selected female slaves to the guests. These female slaves were about 20 years old and had just been caught. They had not been violated in any way and could be bought back to be trained. There was even a little girl who looked to be only 15 or 16 years old and looked very young.

"Brother Jiang, some of them are from Long Teng!" Ran Xiyu said after hearing the fat man's introduction.

Among the 12 female slaves, there were Japanese, Europeans, and Chinese. Among them, only one was a European girl, while six were Chinese girls, which was more than the number of girls from Japan.

These Chinese girls, without exception, came from Long Teng. Even some of them had special abilities, but their abilities had nothing to do with fighting ability.

Although Long Teng had retreated to Akimatsu, once they encountered each other, there might be a small-scale battle. As a result, there would be many captives.

Even if there was no battle, beautiful girls might be kidnapped and sold as slaves. In this post-apocalyptic world, there was no human rights. If one had no strength, he or she would fall into the hands of others.

"Brother Jiang, we …" Ran Xiyu said. Of course, she felt uncomfortable seeing her compatriots being sold as goods in a foreign country. Moreover, before joining Shi Ying Squad, Ran Xiyu was also a female slave. Sister Hong had locked her in a cage, and she had almost been bought by Bai Zhanshan. If that had been the case, she would have been better off dead.

She tried to put herself in their shoes. There were many psychopaths in the Sword Club who would torture the slaves after buying them. If this had happened in China, she would not have been so conflicted. However, it had happened in Japan. She really could not bear to watch it happen. She felt very uncomfortable just thinking about it.

"Brother …" Jiang Zhuying also called her brother. As a girl, Jiang Zhuying also felt uncomfortable.

Most of the girls in the minibus looked at Jiang Liushi.

Jiang Liushi was silent for a while, and then he sighed and said, "Ying, stop the minibus."

The minibus' door opened, and Jiang Liushi got off. Then, he walked to the slave market with Jiang Zhuying and Ran Xiyu.

Seeing that a customer had arrived, the fat man grinned, revealing a mouthful of ferocious teeth. It was said to be ferocious because most of his teeth were inlaid with gold. It seemed that half of his teeth had been forcibly knocked out.

Just this appearance alone would scare away customers with weak mental fortitude who had just arrived.

"You want to buy women?" asked the fat man.

"This, and these..." Ran Xiyu pointed out all six Huaxia female slaves.

When Ran Xiyu opened her mouth, the fat man frowned. He had already heard Ran Xiyu's accent. She was not a native of Japan at all. Moreover, all the girls Ran Xiyu wanted to buy were from China. Even a fool could guess that Ran Xiyu and her team were from China.

"Long Teng's people?"

The fat man frowned. After all, he belonged to the Sword Club. Although the Soaring Dragon's slaves were hunted by his team and they were not strong, he was unwilling to sell them to the Soaring Dragon for real.

Of course, the fat man was hostile to the Long Teng.

"Do you want to sell them or not?" asked Ran Xiyu. She resisted the urge to punch the fat man in the face.

"Hey, you want to buy your own people? How dare you come to the Sword Club's territory? Long Teng's people are getting bolder and bolder." The fat man touched his chin and looked at Ran Xiyu unscrupulously.

A cold light flashed in Jiang Zhuying's eyes. She almost touched her sword, but Ran Xiyu quietly stopped her.

After all, this was the Sword Club's territory. Although Shi Ying Squad was not afraid of the Sword Club, Ran Xiyu didn't know whether the Genesis was behind the Sword Club.

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