Chapter 189: Falling Dragon Lake Gathering Area

The sky was filled with yellow sand. Under the vigilant gaze of the radioactive sand wolf pack, a convoy drove away from the oasis and headed for the Zhuilong Lake gathering area ten kilometers away.

This is a gathering town located on the cliffs of the desert canyon.

The town is not big, at most the size of two small towns, but what is surprising is that the interior of the cliffs on both sides has been artificially hollowed out, and caves and buildings are interconnected, forming a unique maze-like gathering network inside the mountain.

Above the canyon, densely packed, ups and downs, and complex steel passages connect the two sides, forming a complex and crisscrossed aerial network.

You can see that dense crowds of people are walking back and forth above.

The reason why this gathering place is done in this way is mainly to prevent the large-scale invasion of the Gobi radioactive biological community at night.

Yes, due to the restrictions of the Gobi terrain, the biological resources here are relatively scarce, so the radioactive creatures here often form large-scale herds to haunt each other at night.

And the human gathering place is the first to bear the brunt.

When a convoy approached this gathering place, inside the gathering place. The leader of the Red Fire Scavenging Group has taken a simple elevator to the top of the cliff.

A series of seductive moans, laughter and shouts, some high and some low, came from the half-closed door of a gorgeous hall.

Draven, the leader of the Red Fire Group, who had just walked out of the elevator, was finally allowed to pass by the guard at the door after asking for an audience.

Pushing open the half-closed door, an extremely luxurious scene came into view.

In the hall, which was extremely luxuriously decorated and filled with artifacts and jewelry from the last era, there were several women wearing transparent gauze, with seductive figures, plump and thin, and good looks.

Among them was a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure, even obese. Draven hurriedly lowered his head...

The woman was tall and well-proportioned.

Perhaps because of the dry environment and hot weather in the desert Gobi, her wheat-colored skin was shining with a healthy luster.

The legs are slender, full and powerful, gradually widening upwards, forming an amazing arc, and continuing upwards, the waist suddenly tightens, and a trace of transparent sweat gradually slides down.

The face is still charming, with a wild and heroic look, but now the pretty face is pale, and there is a trace of despair and numbness in the eyes.

When Draven came in, a wave flashed in the originally dim eyes, which was mixed with a glimmer of hope, but more of resentment and murderous intent.

"Hehe... Draven, you are very good, and your cousin is the most interesting here! Haha..."

After a while, the fat man pushed the woman in his arms aside, and with the help of a bunch of fat and thin women, he put on a white robe and sat lazily on the red leather sofa next to him.

This fat man, with a strong figure, nearly two meters tall, bald, and a fierce face, can be seen on his half-naked chest, where the heart should be, some precise metal gears are constantly running.

He is the current leader of the Fallen Dragon Lake gathering area, Grums!

Draven smiled awkwardly, not daring to look at the woman who was tied to the side, with whip marks and finger marks all over her delicate body.

"Lord Grums, our people have found the Silver Li Group near the oasis."

"Oh, hum, just like his father, she doesn't know what's good for her. It seems that I have to teach her how to respect her elders." A hideous smile appeared on his face, and he seemed to be very familiar with Wei Ya's father.

While speaking, a golden light flashed on his body, and his aura was solemn. The women who were originally playing around were immediately frightened and screamed, trembling.

"Go, gather people, and don't let them run away this time!"

As the hall returned to silence.

The woman who was lying on the side with a numb face suddenly regained her consciousness, glanced at the empty hall, and a look of resentment flashed in her eyes.

A metal key appeared in his hand from some unknown time. He quickly opened the heavy collar around his neck, staggered, found a piece of clothing, and ran out of the hall.

"This is the gathering area of ​​the Falling Dragon Lake..." Natasha said as she opened the car door and looked at the rather novel scene in front of her.

On the other side, Wei Ya got off the car and looked up at the figure patrolling with guns on the wall with a serious expression. She turned back and said to Vlad: "I'm afraid the Red Fire Group has received the news of our arrival!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, they should be waiting for us to fall into their trap..." Leonard said.

After the two finished speaking, they looked at Vlad and others at the same time. With the strength of the Yinli Group, they could not compete with the Red Fire Scavenging Group supported by the Falling Dragon Lake Gathering Area.

So their hope can only be placed on Vlad and others.

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"Mr. Dracula, do you have any plans... With our strength, it is not suitable to face them directly." Although Leonard has always doubted the strength of Vlad and others, since it has come to this point, Leonard can still put aside his prejudice and listen to his opinions.

But...

"Don't waste so much time, just go in directly." Vlad said lightly.

Hearing this. Leonard's face darkened. He originally hoped that Vlad and others might have some plans, so the eyes that originally had a glimmer of hope were replaced by anger at this time.

Wei Ya also looked at Vlad with astonished eyes, but she did not show any anger. With her eyes flickering, facing Vlad's calm and confident face, it seemed that the suspicion in her heart was far from the truth. A few points further advanced.

Ignoring everyone's expressions, Vlad took the lead and walked into the gathering place.

The women here are all wearing gauze clothes of various colors, cool clothes, with their waists exposed, and there are usually bell-like things on their arms or slender feet.

While walking, as the fragrance blows in, the sound of jingles continues to sound in the air, which is very reminiscent of the exotic customs of the Persian generation in the Western Regions in the ancient times of the earth.

Most of the men here are half-naked, with dark and thin bodies, but their eyes are full of ferocity. It is obvious that the lack of basic supplies has led to the prevalence of fighting among the people here.

Walking on the road in the center of the canyon cliff, Vlad, who was looking around at the surrounding scene, suddenly stopped and looked at the intricate air corridor above his head with a half-smile:

"Oh, are you here? It seems there's no need to waste time."