C157 Untitled

After more than three hours of bumps, we arrived at a village called Romekuchir. If the place I passed by still felt somewhat dilapidated, then when I entered this village, I felt as if a hundred years had passed.

Not only was it broken, there was also an indescribable smell of decay. It could be that the numbness and decay of the human heart had affected the atmosphere of this place, or it could simply be the smell of decay. In short, the feeling is not very good, I stubbornly think that the smell of rotting corpse is very unlucky.

Two of Wang Xu's men were already waiting at the entrance to the village. They waved from a distance as they watched our car drive over.

"Has anything happened during the two days I've been gone?" Wang Xu entered the village and quickly walked forward while the rest of us followed by his side.

One of them said, "It's fine. This place is a bit far, so no one would come here specially. Moreover, our movements are not that big, so it doesn't arouse anyone's suspicions."

"Be careful, there is no such thing as a wall without wind in this world, so don't be too sure." Wang Xu shook his head and asked, "Your Brother Zhu?"

Another person said, "Brother Zhu went there again. These two days, he basically came back in the morning and at night. He seems to be there observing something."

"He's working so hard!" Wang Xu laughed as he swore.

At some point, there were already a few children hanging behind us. Their dark skin gave off an unhealthy dull feeling under the sunlight.

The oldest was twelve or thirteen years old while the youngest was only three or four years old. They were skinny and didn't seem to have any flesh attached to them, as if they were just a layer of skin.

A Qilu said to us: "Wait a moment." With that, he turned around, and the goatee's face revealed an extremely amiable and brilliant smile. It was just the time for him to turn around, and it should be Uncle A Qilu who was as ferocious as a devil that completed a perfect transformation into the Uncle Angel of the human world.

A Qilu took two steps back and squatted down to wave to the children who were following him.

The children cheered as they spoke words that I did not understand. They excitedly took this good thing that they could not even see, let alone eat, from A Qilu's hands.

A Qilu lovingly stroked the bald heads of these children, and after saying a few more words, the children all laughed and ran off in another direction. At this moment, they had a vivid aura on their bodies, as if they had broken through the unbearably rotten state of this village.

"Children are the easiest to be satisfied with. If it wasn't that the bread wasn't easy to bring, I really want to bring a lot of bread back for each of them. This way, we wouldn't have to eat weeds everyday and starve."

A Qilu shook his head a little desolately. At this moment, he could not detect any sort of vicious aura from his body, as he was like an old man who had walked into the end of life, and was somewhat lamenting about everything around him.

"It will slowly improve!" Wang Xu patted A Qilu's shoulder.

In front of a small house, Si Zhu, who was beside Wang Xu, knocked on the door rhythmically. Not long later, the door opened from the inside, and a skinny man standing behind the door respectfully called out 'Boss'.

"Zheng!" The petite man recognised me, and I felt that he looked very familiar. I should have met him at sulcus basilaris, but I couldn't remember his name. So I just smiled and nodded at him.

"Monkey, you're the only one here?" Upon entering the room, Wang Xu asked as he looked at the pitch-black space.

Monkey nodded and said, "En, Brother Zhu brought Lao Shu over and told me to stay here and wait for you."

Wang Xu did not say anything. After looking around, he asked, "Has anyone been spying on this place for the past two days?"

"Probably not. I didn't notice it." Monkey thought for a moment and answered very carefully.

"Alright, let's find a place to do it. The conditions here are simple and there are no sofas, only hard benches."

Just as Fatty Wang had said, there were only hard chairs, a bare bed with some dry straw, and a pillow made of hard stone that had been polished to a relatively smooth state.

How crude! Looking at the dark surroundings, I bitterly smiled and said, "It's pitch black. Turn on the lights."

"Turn on the lights?" Wang Xu glanced at me and snapped his fingers. "Monkey, take the light."

The match chugged, followed by a kerosene lamp that lit slowly, bringing some light to the dimly lit room.

"F * ck, is there a need to save so much?" The fatty rolled his eyes at me. A Qilu explained: "There's no electricity here."

I patted my head. In this era, not to mention such a poor place, even a large country like China had many remote villages that didn't have electricity. Many people were still living their lives under the sun.

"Enough, don't be so picky. We aren't here to enjoy." Fatty's words rendered me speechless. Since when did opening the lamp become such a pleasure? This was too ridiculous.

But looking at A Qilu beside me, I didn't say anything more. If I were to continue speaking, it would definitely hurt my feelings. No one likes to be said ill of their home town.

"There's a big light source, but we can't use that right now. We need to save some electricity, otherwise, if the light source from below suddenly goes out, it won't be much fun."

Wang Xu poured a few glasses of water and placed them in front of us. After quietly sitting and drinking some water, he got up and pushed open a small door on the right, and said: "Looking at the time, Lao Zhu should be back soon, so let's first pick out a few fellows that are convenient for us."

The room was still dim, but as Monkey came in with the lamp, I was able to see the dark room without any windows.

There was a large table with all sorts of weapons on it, much richer than the bag the Fatty Wang had kicked at us from the carriage.

The guns were on one side and the ammunition on the other. Looking at the firepower equipment that was enough to equip a reinforced squad, I couldn't help but marvel at Wang Xu's ability to obtain so many firearms in such a foreign and unfamiliar place.

Wang Xu seemed to know what I was thinking and explained, "We definitely won't be able to get such a complete set of things in China, but here, this really isn't much." He smiled strangely, pinched his fingers, and said, "As long as I have money."

"These things are not urgent, the problem is what is it for Cun Long?" Fan Cunlong did not use his spear often, and unless absolutely necessary, he would not touch any other weapons for a long time. He said that it would affect his feelings towards the bow.

"Over there, on the wall!" The Fatty Wang pointed to the wall behind him. There were a few nails embedded on the wall, which were hung with five different sized strong bows, and beside each bow, there were two quivers of arrows. Under the four bows, on a relatively small table, there was a machine crossbow and a lot of short crossbows.

"That machine crossbow is a good item. It is said that its strength is comparable to a 60-pound strong bow." The Fatty Wang pointed to the crossbow and said, "I painted this machine crossbow for close to a thousand dollars before buying it. It's already worth several guns."

"A thousand dollars? Wang Ge, I m afraid that even if you visit the tomb of another person's ancestor and randomly brought out something, it would still be many times more than this, no? " I rolled my eyes at Fatty Wang.

Wang Xu said: "No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Cun Long, go try and see which one suits you better."

Fan Cunlong groaned. He walked to the wall and took off all four bows hanging on the wall, weighed them in his hands, and pulled on the bowstring again. He then hung the largest one on the wall.

I don't know how Fan Cunlong chose the three big bows, but it seemed like he did not have to expend much effort to pull the bowstrings back anyways. He placed them down and hung them up again, causing Fan Cunlong to frown.

His eyes suddenly lit up when he held the final arrow that looked a little petite in his hand. He pulled the bow into a full moon. After he let go of the bow, the humming sound of the bowstring reverberated throughout the room. It was extremely powerful and full.

"Cun Long, why do you like this little bow?" Wang Xu looked at Fan Cunlong in shock, he did not understand what Fan Cunlong was trying to say. It could be seen that he did not attach much importance to this small bow, and according to normal people's thinking, they would generally think that the big bow was the most powerful and lethal bow.

Fan Cunlong said: "This bow is too strong, those few are too weak." Wang Xu was instantly speechless. However, Fan Cunlong was already beginning to untie the bowstring on his dragon head.

"Wang Ge, my brother came out with a string." Fatty Wang was even more confused by Fan Cunlong's actions. He opened his mouth, but Fan Cunhu had already answered the question for him.

"A professional is a professional!" Wang Xu could only shake his head and sigh.

"Then what about Cun Hu's blade?" I look at Fatty Wang. This is indeed a big problem. Fan Cunhu was not good at using spears, or that kind of long-range weapon, even. In his own words, Fan Cunhu was an idiot at long-range weapons.

With a small handgun in hand, Fan Cunhu was unable to hit a target a meter away. With such accuracy, I definitely did not want him to use a gun, if not, he could easily fire a shot when he meets a situation and missed his target.

Just when he was in the car, Fan Cunhu took out an AK-74 and fired. At least half of the bullets went into the air, while the remaining half fell onto the ground.

"I have to think of a way. To be honest, I don't have any good ideas right now." Wang Xu somewhat awkwardly said, "How many daggers are there?"

"Maybe I can help?" A Qilu suddenly said: "The old patriarch has a blade at home, I'll go borrow it from him."

As he was speaking, Zhu Tai entered the house under the pitch-black sky.