Chapter 1239 Red Button

Two hours later, the disgraced Yuan Zhao finally loaded the last box of 'gifts' into the unknown number of rubbish 'elk carts' rented by Huai Shi.

Without even bothering to wipe her face, Huai Shi, who had already put on a new outfit, was already wandering out.

The red clothes, red pants and red hat are all leather punk versions, but when he laughs a few times, he looks a bit like the youth version of Santa Claus.

"Let's go, get in the car."

He opened the car door that was about to fall down and waved to the original photo: "Let's go out."

"Where are you going?"

Yuan Zhao glanced at the passenger seat with its rotten leather and exposed springs in disgust, and waited for a long time before getting in.

"Wander around casually, just follow the customs. When you first come to a place, don't you have to familiarize yourself with the environment first?" Huai Shi replied.

"..."

Yuan Zhao always felt that he couldn't keep up with this guy's brain circuit. After staring at him for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh and admit defeat: "You have to tell me what you are going to do, right?"

"Good question!"

Huai Shi thought for a moment and shrugged: "I haven't thought about it either!"

? ? ?

Yuan Zhao's expression gradually became weird, and he always felt that one of them had a brain problem.

"After my thinking and planning last night, to put it simply, what we have to do can be roughly divided into several steps."

Huai Shi continued to explain: "First of all, let's find a bunch of rotten people who don't want to die. Well, you can see these everywhere in the lower areas. They are as worthless as leeks."

"Then what?"

"Then? Then of course you have to teach them, lead them, and influence them."

Huai Shi clapped her hands: "Finally, let them die as valuable as possible... It doesn't matter if they die without value, just die. The more they die, the better, and the more miserable they are, the better."

So, our purpose is - to help the world become a better place! "

What a ghost!

I believe you!

Yuan Zhao was about to retort, but he found that Huai Shi's expression did not change at all when he said such words.

Just like when the two of them were chatting, they were talking about what would be the best way to eat pork head meat to relieve boredom.

The same seriousness, the same carefulness.

"..."

In the silence, the corners of his eyes twitched and he said nothing more.

boom!

The engine starts.

The exhaust pipe shuddered and smoke rose.

The dirty, broken-down truck started up to the blast of electronic music, its tires rolled over the garbage on the ground and the smelly puddles, and merged into the busy traffic along the dark streets.

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The whole day, Huai Shi drove the old car and wandered around the lower area with Yuan Zhao.

It is said to be a lower-level area, but in fact it is divided into dozens of levels, and the areas range from the dark areas in the city center to the dry wasteland in the countryside, and even huge processing stations and factories...

Even when I park my car occasionally, I always take out my wallet with a smile and pay the protection fee to the person who blocks the road.

Less than half of the huge sum of money left to him by Mo San was gone in just one day.

Fortunately, no one was interested in the smelly fruit, rotten fish, and rat meat in the outermost layer of the cargo box, so Huai Shi was spared the trouble of doing anything.

After driving for a day, his hands were numb.

Finally, I have a basic understanding of the lower area.

At the beginning, Yuan Zhao was full of energy and geared up to fight for 300 rounds. But in the end, he discovered that Huai Shi was just driving and wandering around. He couldn't help but lose interest and fell asleep in the passenger seat.

The job of driving was originally given to him. Unfortunately, Young Master Yuan is a top-notch person who kills people, sets fire to destroy armies and kills generals. He is also good at rushing into battle and fighting hard battles. He is in the junior class of Wen Neng University. He is good at fighting and riding a horse. He can insert feces and has more than 100,000 fans in Douyu. The avatar of the dog-eared boy has inspired countless big sisters to become passionate, generous, and even want to get some other things. He can be said to be a rising star in managing people...

Just such a high-quality human teenager, who needs to be capable, good-looking, and has a good family background, but because he is under 18, he has not taken the driver's license test?

I haven’t even touched an automatic transmission!

In the words of the original photo: Originally, my family taught me how to ride a horse, but wasn’t it convenient? What kind of car do you want?

This made Huai Shi want to hit someone.

It was not that he didn't have the idea of ​​on-site teaching, but he really didn't have the courage to go to the hospital right after leaving home, so he had to give up and drive himself.

"You've been running all day, what have you gained?"

During dinner, the two of them hurriedly settled in the car with cold rice balls. The original photo was pressed between teeth. The co-pilot had been squatting for a whole day. If he hadn't been in good health, he would have been too numb to get up now. .

"If you want to say that there are, there are indeed some, although not many..."

Huaishi chewed the piece of cold rice carefully and sighed vaguely: "This world is really fucking terrible."

In a nutshell, it is probably the so-called evil world of five turbidities, right?

Under the pollution of Bo Xun, in a world where desires are crazily amplified, except for intelligence and technology, human beings are almost the same as beasts. The desire for dominance, ambition and even instinctive desires are all ready to move at all times.

The pursuit of fine wine, delicious food, beautiful clothes and beautiful women has become deformed to a frightening degree.

Banned drugs that have been suppressed to the point of being invisible are openly sold in convenience stores here. Even during holidays, manufacturers will launch free tasting packages, and they will do anything to seize the market from their peers. More than 70% of the banned drug market in the entire Holy City is actually occupied by the largest pharmaceutical factory in the Holy City.

After seeing with her own eyes the way a child on the roadside skillfully divided the powder on the stone slab into strips with small pieces of iron, Huaishi no longer had any benign illusions about the bottom line of this world.

Fights between gangsters are not a common occurrence, and fights between decent people may not be much better to watch.

There are no so-called ideological differences and institutional advantages and disadvantages, only a combination of interests that cannibalize and annex each other without mercy or hesitation.

The sworn hatred between peers, the life-and-death struggle between colleagues, the ubiquitous conspiracy, frame-up and bickering in the office are all commonplace things in my memory. Needless to say, the above-board corruption in the security and management departments is even more... It was an eye-opener for Huaishi.

Such a world has continued within the Holy See of the Gospel for an unknown amount of time and for countless reincarnations.

And when the Eternal Paradise finally unfolded, it entered the maturity stage at a jaw-dropping speed and bore abundant fruits.

All buds of resistance will be suppressed by the high-level magnates, and all interference from outsiders will be wiped out by the conquering angels without hesitation.

The ranchers successfully created a food chain in the new world, allowing humans to be divided into three, six, and nine classes. They can eat each other, and at the same time, they can only eat each other.

Already rotten.

Not saved.

Even though she had been mentally prepared, Huai Shi could not feel the slightest joy or joy when faced with Hu Qishou's start today.

In addition, the gang's sphere of influence, the actual operating status of all groups, and the location of guard posts that were delineated throughout the day today can only be said to be gifts.

"A dog-eat-dog struggle really has no beauty at all."

Yuan Zhao heard Huai Shi's inexplicable sigh and looked back, only to find that he threw the plastic bag out of the window, then turned the key and started the truck again.

The squeaking truck drove into the darkness again, and the dim neon dragged out a series of jumping shadows on Huai Shi's face.

"Get ready to get to work, original photo."

"Ah?" Yuan Zhao was confused.

"If I don't ask you to speak later, just don't speak. Just do whatever I ask you to do." Huai Shi ordered, "Don't try to understand the logic of those guys, and don't try to sympathize with them."

He thought for a moment and finally concluded: "To put it simply, just don't think about it."

Yuan Zhao was dumbfounded: "Isn't it no different from a tool?"

"What do you think?"

Huai Shi threw the gun wrapped in a plastic bag and a hood into his arms, "Do a good job as a tool maker - I'm optimistic about you."

There is no need to understand the difficulties and tragic past of the garbage, Yuan Zhao can just be his innocent and cute baby.

It's better than doing something after the second grade disease occurs.

No heroes needed here.

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Soon, the truck, which was churning and smoking, stopped at the entrance of an alley that looked nothing special.

Just in the alley, a few young people squatting at the entrance of the alley were smoking something. They had colorful messy hair on their heads. They seemed to be discussing where to get some good things at night. When they heard the sound of brakes, they were alert. Look this way.

Then, I saw a red guy jumping out of the car.

With a bright smile and full of enthusiasm.

"HELLO, good evening everyone!"

Huai Shi opened her arms happily and announced: "Are you okay? I brought you some gifts. Some good things..."

Before a few people could react, Huai Shi smiled, took a step back, patted the original photo on the shoulder, and said, "Beat them."

"What?" Yuan Zhao didn't react and turned around subconsciously.

But Huaishi just looked at him.

and not repeated.

The moment he heard it clearly, the person at the front showed a sinister expression. He pulled out the hand that had already held the dagger, rushed forward, aimed at Yuan Zhao and stabbed him with the knife:

"I picked you..."

Snapped!

Everyone felt like their eyes were blurred.

With the crisp sound of bones breaking, there was a piece of non-burnable garbage rolling on the ground, and the original photo showed a simple dagger.

It saved Huai Shi a lot of words.

There is no need to think about what will happen next. Since the other party has taken the initiative to provoke, Young Master Yuan, who has suffered so much these days, will not be merciful and persuade others to abandon evil and practice good.

Just beat him and that's it!

Even without the stigmata and miracles, Young Master Yuan, who has been skilled with sticks and martial arts since childhood, would not be overthrown by these rubbish. In less than ten seconds, bang, bang, bang, three punches, the amount of non-burnable garbage rolling on the ground increased again.

When Yuan Zhao turned around, Huai Shi, who was leaning on the car to watch the excitement, nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the garbage on the ground: "Take all their money."

"What?"

The original photo is dull.

"Money." Huai Shi said with a smile, "Just accept the money, it won't cost you your life, right?"

"Etc., etc!"

The leader, writhing in pain on the ground, suddenly shouted in horror: "I have money, I have money, it's in my pocket, brother, no, uncle, spare your life! Spare your life! For Brother Buffalo's sake, don't..."

Before Yuan Zhao could say anything else, several crawling people were already struggling and squirming to Yuan Zhao's feet. Their arms and hands were still wet and they hurriedly escaped with all the valuable things, for fear that he would not accept them.

I was so anxious that I wanted to kowtow to him.

Soon, two tattered wallets, a handful of steel coins and a few crumpled banknotes were delivered to Huai Shi.

"One hundred one, two hundred six..."

After Huaishi roughly took stock, he spat on the ground disdainfully: "Sigh, what a bunch of poor people."

After that, he threw the money into the tool box, turned around and pulled one out of the cargo box at the back, opened it, and took out a gun and two magazines.

Amidst the frightened screams of several people, it was casually thrown on them.

"Here, the money and goods have been cleared. Our store is a small profit maker and does not provide invoices, warranty or maintenance for the time being -"

Huaishi finally dropped a business card and waved her hat goodbye: "I look forward to your next visit."

He closed the car door, took the original photo of him confused, and left.

A few guys who were equally confused were left behind, looking at each other.

He even temporarily forgot about the pain of broken bones and internal organ compression. Looking at the heavy weapons and magazines in his hands, he was in disbelief and didn't know what happened.

"Hey, everyone, look, this gun seems to be real..."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, a thunder burst out.

Blood spurted out from the two screams.

The unlucky guy who was hit by the gun was broken into two pieces on the spot. He screamed and then fell silent. The other guy who accidentally pulled the trigger had another rib broken by the recoil and went into shock after screaming.

The remaining two people looked at each other blankly.

After a long while, he lowered his head and looked at the 'companion' who subconsciously hugged the weapon even before he passed out.

Involuntarily, he swallowed.

His eyes couldn't hide their brightness.

This is really...

"...Good stuff."

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After the truck passed two street intersections, it heard a loud noise from behind.

Yuan Zhao was startled and turned around warily.

Huai Shi calmly held the steering wheel and continued driving.

"Why give them guns?" Yuan Zhao couldn't understand.

"What are you talking about!" Huai Shi became more and more puzzled: "If you only take money and don't sell anything, isn't it robbery?"

"..."

Yuan Zhao rolled his eyes, "I think you just want to cause trouble."

"Why do I think that?"

Huai Shi asked back: "I just did a good thing, wholesale at a low price, half sold and half given away, and only charged a small processing fee.

It can't be that just because I gave them some gifts, they learned bad things, right? Before that, they were trash, and they most likely will be from now on. "

"You see, it's like if you give a child a big red button, he will definitely press it... If you don't want them to mess around, you shouldn't put such dangerous things where children can touch them. The place.

But I didn’t put the button, and I didn’t teach the naughty kid. You can’t blame me for the world becoming like this. "

Huai Shi paused and shrugged helplessly: "At best, I just told them that the red button can be pressed..."

As he spoke, he suddenly stepped on the brakes.

The battered truck came to an abrupt stop.

Huai Shi rolled down the window and smiled brightly at the guests in another alley: "Hello everyone, what are you doing? Are you free? Can you come and spend some money?"

This time, there is no need for Huai Shi to talk nonsense.

The original photo opens the door and gets out of the car.

Start beating people up.

Two minutes later, he threw the money into the tool box, dropped two guns, three magazines, a business card, and left.

The business gradually became more proficient.

Then, go to the next place...

In less than an all-nighter, Huaishi scattered a full truck of weapons, half full and half delivered, at the junctions and crevices of several large forces based on the observations he made during the day.

Then leave.

Before the other party could react, he disappeared without a trace, and even the car had been thrown into the river by Huai Shi.

Hundreds of unregulated firearms flowed into the lower floors, which should have been like a drop of water flowing into the ocean, but the consequences were beyond everyone's imagination.

The losers who were no one looked down upon in the past suddenly started to wag their tails and behave in a high-profile manner after suddenly receiving such a gift.

Once these guys who don't know when enough is enough start to act recklessly, they are like vicious dogs out of a cage, causing countless troubles.

Before dawn, a total of more than 200 robberies occurred in the mid-rise area, and 16 luxury stores were smashed. More than a hundred shootings and fires occurred without warning.

As well as the sudden intensification of friction between dozens of gangs.

Among them, the most aggrieved person was probably the eldest brother of Gang No. 7 - while eating midnight snack, he was shot in the head on the spot by a gun that went off during a robbery downstairs.

The rampant ones were probably three guys who forgot how much they weighed after getting high - they took a wrong turn while driving, and used the branch of the Holy City Security Bureau as a bank, trying to make a big deal.

Then after four guards died, the big one did it in turn, and he, along with his backer and thighs, completely passed away.

Before the furious director could react, he received a warning from the top: If you can't do it well, don't do it.

So, after just one night, the low-rise area welcomed a new round of general cleaning.

The Yasan'er, who was more or less blind or simply unlucky, was randomly shot to death by the guards, and was thrown into the breeding farm along with the dead dog by the cleaners.

While everyone is in danger, they also know that a new character has recently arrived.

——A psycho who likes to give random gifts.

I don’t know his name, age, or gender. The only thing I know is that he is wearing a very festive red dress, like Santa Claus.

It's a pity that there are scars on his face and his fierce eyes make the elk like to beat people.

Apart from gifts that would cause commotion, all the customers were left with was a business card.

Unfortunately, there is no contact information above.

Just a lifelike hand-painted dog head crest.

He tilted his head and grinned.

Smiling evilly at this disgusting world.