Chapter 359: Brothers (Two Chapters in One, Please Subscribe, Collect, and Vote Monthly)

Mining Group Headquarters Building.

From the dark underground warehouse, a long and narrow heavy truck slowly drove out.

"Trying the mining machine to the wilderness again today? I heard it's very dangerous outside the city."

The security guard at the door took the cargo transportation list from the driver, took a look at it, and passed the intelligent system verification.

He looked at the passenger side of the truck, where there seemed to be a shadow sleeping.

"What can I do?" The driver was a middle-aged man with an honest face and a strong build. He handed a cigarette to the security guard with his thick calloused hands.

"My daughter is going to middle school, and my wife wants to buy a bigger house. Money, money, everything means money. Although this business is dangerous, it is good to earn more."

"Oh, it's not easy. My children have to go to elementary school."

The security guard took the cigarette, lit it with an electronic lighter, held it in his mouth, waved his hand, and opened the door, "Have a nice trip."

"Thanks."

The driver waved his hand, closed the window, and started the vehicle.

The long and narrow heavy truck drove out of the underground warehouse and headed towards the road at the end of the night.

The decorations in the car shook slowly, and next to the steering wheel, the photo frame containing a photo of a family of three vibrated slightly.

An ordinary couple leaned together, and in front of them stood a cute girl holding a stuffed bear toy and combing her hair in twin ponytails, smiling happily at the camera.

"Is this your child?"

A quiet question came from the passenger's side, "How old is she now?"

"Yes," the driver lowered the window and lit a cigarette, "If you are still alive, you will be twelve years old in two days."

"Still alive?"

The person sitting in the co-pilot was stunned.

"Three years ago, several workers and I organized a strike at the mine to resist the mining consortium's increase in working hours,"

The driver held the cigarette in his mouth, and the thick smoke blurred his face. "The consortium instigated the Ice Wolf Gang to arrest my wife and daughter. When I rushed back, all I saw were their cold bodies."

"Feel sorry."

The person in the passenger seat said softly.

"What's there to be sorry for?"

The driver took off the cigarette from his mouth and put it out of the car window, "What a shabby mutual aid group we have, we are all the same lonely ghosts. They should have gone to hell long ago. They are just hung up by hatred and cannot survive in this world." Get out of here."

The truck flashed by on the road, the light of the flickering streetlights shining on the cheeks of the passenger.

It was a young man with a sharp face and sharp eyes who looked to be in his twenties.

"The last part has been stolen. It will take about thirty minutes to assemble. Are you all ready?"

The young man changed the subject.

"We have built a batch of small mechas. There will be more than a dozen brothers covering you then. The boss of the Ice Wolf Gang must have more than one C-class mecha. You have to be careful."

The driver paused for a moment, "Actually, in theory, you should get used to it when you first come back, but the consortium has made big moves in the past two days, and we don't have time anymore. This is why the old foreman recruited you back in advance."

"He already told me."

The young man nodded slightly.

"I will follow you today, and I will lead the team for those brothers."

The driver said slowly.

The young man raised his head and glanced at the driver, "This time is very dangerous."

"I've lived enough anyway," the driver said, finishing the cigarette in his mouth and popping the cigarette butt out of the car window. "Before you die, it's worth sending a few of the Ice Wolf Gang's beasts to hell."

As he said this, he looked at the young man and said, "You are still so young."

"I died two years ago,"

The young man took out a worn-out teaching aid material from his arms. The cover of the material was stained with blood. He took a look at the material and said, "It's just that hell won't accept me. Let me bring more bastards down there to enrich the world of hell." population."

"Hahaha."

The driver laughed.

Those sitting here are all desperate lonely ghosts.

The driver turned off the automatic driving, cut off the network on the vehicle, and switched to full manual operation. He glanced at the teaching materials in the young man's hand and asked, "You have children too?"

"No, I have a younger brother." The young man lowered his head and glanced at the book in his hand. The cover of the book was still stained with mottled blood that had dried for an unknown period of time. "He got good grades. He went to high school and was very popular. He's also very well-behaved, unlike me who joined gangs after graduating from middle school and didn't do his job properly."

"How is he now?"

The driver glanced at the old teaching aid book.

"There was an accident later. I didn't go home for two years." The young man looked out the window. "When I went home two days ago, there was no one at home. The consortium seemed to be looking for him."

The driver understood the implication of this sentence. Everyone in the mutual aid association was more or less involved with the mining consortium. With the consortium's methods and style of conduct, there was no one in the family, and maybe there was really no one alive. there is none left.

He can understand what youth feels like.

After joining a mutual aid group, you usually break away from your original family and friends and become anonymous.

This does not require ruthlessness, but because they have already built enough hatred with the financial institution, and any behavior may bring disaster to their families.

Although most of the members of the mutual aid association actually have no family members anymore.

Few people will take this path before this last step.

There seems to be something special about the young man. When he joined the mutual aid association, his family was still alive.

But he left Rock City a long time ago. During the long period of time away from home, he may have been pining on his longing for his family.

Until he returned to Rock City and saw the empty home, all his thoughts turned to despair.

The driver could understand this feeling of despair and despair. He had been filled with infinite hope at the last second before seeing the bodies of his family members.

"Your brother may still be alive."

The driver glanced at the young man and comforted him slowly.

But he also knew that his words were only relief.

Very few people can survive being wanted by the consortium. Most people have become nameless corpses in the crematorium while they are still wanted.

What's more, the wanted target is a defenseless child.

"Maybe," the young man stared out the window. The bright wanted advertisement flashed by. The young man in the photo smiled softly and shyly.

"He is the youngest child in the family. He has been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child. He could have gone to college, found a good job, and had a happy family..."

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"So the reason for everything is just because your father was accidentally involved in a protest against salary cuts, but he actually had no intention of participating in the protest and was prepared to agree to the consortium's request for salary cuts?"

Yon looked at He Ao blankly, feeling that there was a fire in his chest.

He originally thought he was miserable enough, until he learned about his 'friend''s experience.

"In this small protest, the consortium directly killed your father and several of his co-workers? Because of this incident, one of your brothers died, one brother disappeared, one brother went to prison, and two sisters died. , mother is also dead?”

Jon felt like his body was shaking as he said these words.

He felt that his friend's missing brother was probably dead a long time ago, and the brother who was in prison might have been 'committed suicide', but his friend was already miserable enough, and he was unwilling to tell the crueler truth.

If it were him who had to bear all this, he might have gone crazy.

Thinking of this, he stared at He Ao's calm face, blood stained on the somewhat immature cheeks.

Perhaps, my friend is not ‘not crazy’.

"Um."

In response to all of Yon's questions, He Ao just nodded slightly.

Just as calm as when he shared these things with Jon.

There was one thing he didn't tell Yorn, and that was that 'Nel' actually got an old sword that was contaminated by the gods.

If He Ao hadn't arrived and endured those crazy contaminations, then 'Nell' would have turned into a monster controlled by the evil god.

"The consortium is a bunch of bastards."

Jon spat.

At this moment, the two of them were in the computer room of the Ice Wolf Gang's downstairs headquarters. The bracelet on He Ao's hand was connected to the data link of the computer room.

This is not the first time He Ao has done this. Last time he controlled all the equipment in the Wilderness Wanderer Factory like this.

Because the family has been the only one for a long time and is rarely attacked, the security measures at the Ice Wolf Gang headquarters are even worse than those at the Wilderness Wanderer Factory.

He Ao easily led Yon into the computer room.

While talking, Eve has also taken full control of all smart devices.

Countless surveillance images flashed by, and He Ao quickly found the place where Grandma Yoen was being held.

It was a simple dungeon, not far from the underground machine room.

With Eve's help, He Ao successfully found a shortcut to the underground cell door.

Ho asked Eve to turn off the dungeon lights.

"who?"

The gang members guarding the dungeon were surprised. There were more than a dozen of them, some standing in the corridor and some at the door.

The leading gang member raised his hand to send a message to the superiors.

At this moment, a hand gently tapped his shoulder.

He raised his head, but only with the faint light of his bracelet, he saw an unfamiliar face.

He subconsciously raised his gun and shot, but the person who tapped his shoulder was obviously faster.

There was only a flash of light and shadow, and the man had broken his neck.

At the last moment of his life, he only saw the man who tapped him on the shoulder pulling out two daggers with red light from his waist.

The red stream of light streaked across the dark space, like a hunting ground in the night, taking away lives one by one.

Yon staggered behind He Ao. He had just taken a few steps when he tripped over something and fell to the ground.

He reached out and touched it. It was a corpse that was still exuding warmth, and his palms were covered with sticky blood.

At this time, bright lights illuminated again, and He Ao stood in the corridor covered with blood, surrounded by dead corpses.

Jon looked up at He Ao, who had a calm and even cold face, and suddenly felt that his best friend might be the craziest monster in the city.

But so what.

He stood up staggeringly. This world needs such crazy monsters who can tear off all shackles.

If he could, he would also like to be such a monster.

He Ao put away his dagger. He was a little surprised by the quality of these gang members. They did not run away or panic. Basically, they launched a fatal attack on him as soon as they saw him.

The elite of these gang members are already some loose prototypes of mercenaries.

Of course, their quick response attack also left no one alive in this corridor.

Ho Ao will only kill those who attack him.

He raised his head and looked at the surrounding scene.

This dungeon consists of a metal corridor and silver metal 'cells' on both sides of the corridor.

There is a transparent glass window on the cell door. The scene inside can be easily seen from the outside, but the scene outside seems not to be visible from the inside.

Less than half of these cells were occupied. Most of the detainees were weak women or children, but there were also some strong-looking people who seemed to be miners.

At this moment, these people were leaning against the window on the door, trying to see what was going on in the corridor.

He Ao walked deep into the corridor and opened the door of the second to last cell.

Sitting in the cell was an old man with white hair and an old face.

Her eyesight seemed to be failing and she was struggling to stand up.

She saw He Ao and asked softly, "Nel? Are you here? Why did the power suddenly go out and come back again? It makes my eyes dazzled. What is going on here? Why do they want to arrest us?"

The old man knew ‘Nel’, and Nel used to be a guest at John’s house.

Then he will be compared with John.

He Ao took off a black blindfold from his waist and said, "Grandma, we can go out. The lights outside are very bright, so we need to cover our eyes."

At this time, Jon also groped his way to the door.

The dungeon seems to be relatively independent from other buildings, and there are few people coming. It will take some time before gang members from other places come over.

"Jon, can we go home?"

The old man looked at Jon and asked with some confusion.

"Grandma, it will take a while."

Jon said softly.

At this time, He Ao also put a blindfold on the old man.

John carried the old man on his back and limped out of the cell.

"Why does it smell like blood?"

The old man shrugged the tip of his nose.

"There is a slaughterhouse nearby," Jon said smoothly. "It kills some evil-doing dogs. Grandma, let's go out first."

"There is no such thing as a dog doing evil things."

Grandma was a little confused, but she didn't ask any more questions.

He Ao led Yon and the old man toward the outside along the underground passage.

He opened other cell doors in the dungeon by the way, but he ignored them. The few strong men who looked like miners protected the women and children and followed him.

During this period, some people discovered them, and then they all fell asleep forever.

The old man fell asleep on the way and was snoring slightly.

He Ao started very gently, trying not to wake up the old man, and also careful not to attract more people from the Ice Wolf Gang.

Because of Eve's help, He Ao took the shortcuts with fewer people, and the surveillance was also controlled by Eve, covering it with past records of the same period, covering the Ice Wolf Gang's 'eyes'.

Several miners naturally helped He Ao manage the remaining people, and those who were rescued also remained quiet and did not make any unnecessary noise.

However, these people were not very cooperative from the beginning. In fact, some people wanted to make a noise at the beginning, felt dissatisfied, and did not want to follow He Ao down the dark and narrow path.

But after she expressed her tendency to make noise, He Ao politely said that he would 'invite' her and the people around her back to the dungeon.

If they couldn't stay careful and quiet and were going to cause trouble, then Heao felt that they would be safer in the dungeon than out.

After all, when chaos broke out, He Ao had no time to worry about them. The dungeon was indeed safer than the outside.

So everyone became quiet, especially after seeing He Ao's quick and accurate 'justifiable defense' actions against the Ice Wolf Gang members, they became more obedient and sensible.

When several people walked out of the Ice Wolf Gang's headquarters unimpeded, the Ice Wolf Gang hadn't even noticed that the dungeon had been opened.

He Ao took a taxi to Yorn and asked him and his grandmother to get in the car. He leaned against the window and asked softly, "Has the money arrived?"

Yon glanced at the bracelet, "They said they had transferred it through a cryptocurrency account as per our request."

"Okay," He Ao nodded lightly, and then he said slowly, "When you arrive at the north gate, go directly out of the city without any hesitation. They will judge that you dare not leave the city at first and will only look for you in the city. We have to seize this time difference, and someone will pick you up when you get out."

Jon was stunned. When he heard these words, he suddenly felt that his friend had already thought about this moment when he met him.

After all, there is no signal in the wilderness. To arrange a response, temporary arrangements are impossible unless everything is arranged before everything starts.

He looked at He Ao and found that He Ao had no intention of getting in the car. "Aren't you leaving? It will be very dangerous here soon."

"I have some," He Ao straightened up and looked at the Ice Wolf Gang headquarters behind him, "I have my own things to take care of."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

It's a bit stuck, a little later, maybe still today.

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