Chapter 134: See Who Has the Last Laugh

Today, circulation is blocked and supplies are scarce. More than 3 million people in Brooklyn have been living in dire straits for a long time. Everything that could be robbed was robbed, and everything that could be dismantled was demolished. In the end, people found that nothing was as real as a full meal.

The Zetas gang was originally a plug, using violence to block the road from Brooklyn to Manhattan. The stopper prevented a large number of impoverished refugees from Brooklyn from making their way to Manhattan. But now as soon as the plug is opened, tens of thousands of people come running over overnight.

Most of these tens of thousands of people have little ability and no ability, only a muddled head and brute force at the bottom of society. Hearing Los Zetas say that there are food, drink and women in the Kenny block, they immediately ran over excitedly.

It didn't take long for the distance of a few hundred meters. The refugees not only ran to the Kennedy Street, but also rushed to the Chinese neighborhood behind the Kennedy Street.

Seeing the locust-like refugees pouring in, the Chinese neighborhood seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and immediately opened fire to block people out. So the refugees naturally bypassed the Chinese neighborhood and ran further to midtown and even lower Manhattan, encountering various established organizations and forces along the way.

The streets were often blocked by barricades, and the high places of the buildings were lined with gunmen's posts. There are often hundreds or thousands of people stationed in a single building or block. Now everyone understands that in the last days, we must be united, but we cannot let outsiders enter our territory casually.

As a result, these tens of thousands of messy refugees were completely unaccommodated, and they were constantly deported to further distances. Fortunately, Manhattan is still big enough. Tens of thousands of people poured in, just like water seeping into the gaps, and quickly disappeared. When it got dark, most of these people gathered in some parks, waiting for an opportunity to do some damage, looking for food and wealth.

This situation was completely caused by Zhou Qingfeng. Without him, the Zetas gang would have the ability and time to make good use of these people, and then invade the entire Manhattan. But now, with him blocking the front for a whole week, the remaining humans in Midtown and Lower Manhattan have had a buffer of time to integrate, and began to form small groups one by one, small forces.

But when these tens of thousands of refugees rushed over, Los Zetas and the others were a little dumbfounded. From their point of view, Zhou Qingfeng and his gang, who had been making trouble for them, would find fierce conflicts with these refugees, and then be engulfed by the turbulent crowd. Naturally, they would come to take advantage of it in the end.

But in fact, the scale of the battle was very small, not even a single wave was raised. The group of refugees rushed into the Kinney Block, looted everywhere, but found nothing, and continued to run north. Then it is to keep bumping back and forth between the fortified blocks and buildings that are like enemies, and never return after paying a small price. This situation does not meet the estimated script at all!

your sister!

Yesterday we sent people to kill people and it was so dark, why is it so quiet today?

You even drove a big forklift to attack us yesterday, why don't you fart today?

They came to attack us once in the middle of the night yesterday, killing people and setting them on fire. Why is there no movement today?

Los Zetas couldn't believe it. Finally, seeing the crowds rushing past, he seemed to be very safe. He himself walked a few hundred meters into the Kenny Street, only to find that the place had been evacuated. There is no hair left.

"Victor Hugo is really too cunning, too cunning. He escaped! It must have been greatly weakened by our supervising death squad yesterday. He couldn't hold on so he escaped. This damned bastard, don't let me Grab him, fall into my hands, and insist on hanging this kid, and throwing him into a gasoline drum to be burned to ashes."

Standing outside the Kenny block, looking at the armored excavator that was knocked down yesterday, and then looking at the ruins of buildings that were demolished by the excavator. While Los Zetas heaved a sigh of relief, he became furious. He exhausted all means, suffered heavy losses, and when he lost confidence, his opponent suddenly disappeared. He was both happy and sad about it!

"Los, what shall we do next?" Guzman was also extremely puzzled,

He always felt that Victor Hugo was not a person who gave up easily. But last night, he and Koval sneaked in to carry out a sniper assassination. They did see that people in the Kenny block were busy packing their things and running away. It is also possible that everyone here ran away.

Standing in front of a pile of ruins, Los Zetas was once again full of ambition, waving his hands, "This time we will start again. We still want to establish the New York Republic. Without Victor Hugo, the troublemaker, we can slowly Gather your hands, control the speed of the expansion of forces, and completely control the entire lower Manhattan. We will become even stronger!"

Los Zetas regained some confidence, this time he tasted the consequences of too fast expansion. From hundreds of people to thousands of people quickly, the result is that resources are consumed needlessly, but they support themselves to death.

"It's a pity that Joss is dead, otherwise he will be very happy. And we need to recruit some senior talents who understand management. Brooklyn lacks such talents, but Manhattan actually has many such people. We should strengthen ourselves in an orderly manner This matter must be done slowly, we are not in a hurry when we have time."

With a relaxed mood, Los Zetas immediately summed up several lessons of failure, and then decided—tomorrow, we will officially establish the New York Republic tomorrow to boost morale. Although we are a little weak at the beginning, our future is extremely bright! The Virgin Mary will surely take care of us.

But when the Zetas gang was thinking about how to control Lower Manhattan, Zhou Qingfeng and others did not run far at all. He was even closer to Los Zetas than ever before. After Katerina took away a large number of old and weak people, he stayed in the subway with more than fifty people.

"One more day, just get through this tunnel." In the dark environment with a few lights on, Minsk smiled extremely happily as he stood in front of the ultra-high pressure water jet cutting machine. "Behind this concrete wall should be the air-raid bunker under the police headquarters."

Zhou Qingfeng and others are now crowded in a rather narrow and damp passage, which is composed of more than ten tunnels connected in series. There are a large number of sewers, gas pipes, heating pipes and other facilities. Minsk worked underground for seven days to open this channel.

"Hahaha..., well done, Minsk!" Zhou Qingfeng didn't care about his dirty work, and stepped forward to give him a big hug. His hearty laughter echoed repeatedly in the dark passage.

The butcher, David Lawrence and others who followed behind also laughed, and even the dozens of people working in the passage also laughed. After tossing for so long, paying the price of hundreds of people, and enduring all kinds of pain and danger, now I finally waited for the moment of success.

"Los Zetas must be laughing happily on the ground, but we are laughing happily underground. But wait until tomorrow, let's see who can have the last laugh."

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