Chapter 223 The expected great purge! Eve

"I found..."

The deep and chaotic voice like a soul messenger gently sounded in the bottom of everyone's heart. Just hearing these three words, many weak imbeciles and ordinary people have become weak all over. They don't know what they are doing at all. The urging in their hearts and limbs become unable to do it because of strong fear. The dynamic reality made their hearts feel tortured. Many people have begun to turn their eyes and unconsciously twitched at the corners of their mouths.

The corners of the jackal boss's mouth are also twitching, but he is not so weak that the momentum randomly dispersed by the blood man is forced to the same extent as that of ordinary gangsters. He twitched because he saw the opponent in front of him and the ** naked murderous intention. He couldn't imagine that he For what reason did the gangman provoke the powerful mutant in front of him? Moreover, that sentence was found. It sounded like a child playing a game and playing hide-and-seek was found. It was not the kind of gratifying feeling after the hunter found his prey or the avenger found his sworn enemy.

"Your Excellency... Do you have any advice when you come here? Or is there anything you can do for me?" Although the bright red body seems to be condensed by blood. At present, the mutant strong man did not bring any goods or trades except the two knives, the leader of the Jackal Club still greeted him with a bold smile.

Can't conflict, absolutely can't conflict... The president seems to be a power-based capable person, but in fact it is a mutant. The seemingly strong body more than three meters high is not because of the effect brought by the A-level power enhancement ability. His real ability is the abundance of resources, which can make him able to The ability to get more things. For example, when others go hunting, they can only catch a mutant wild boar. In addition to the old sow, he can also beat a litter of small wild boars. It is really because of the existence of this ability, and it is up to A-level non-production and non-combat ability, so that he can carry such 500. The multi-person team struggled to survive on this land.

At this moment, his ability and instinct for danger are telling him not to conflict, never to conflict.

In the base, there is not only a president of ability, but also a B-level ability, and a few local ability. At this time, the B-level ability is very strange to see the president's smiling face at the mutants in front of him. Although the name of their jackal meeting is Jackal Club, most of the wasteland noisan organizations Well, they all rely on their own hands to make a living, and they are not a band of robbers. But under ordinary circumstances, the guys who don't have anything in front of them and seem to be downtrodden treasure hunters are generally driven away, because downtrodden treasure hunters also have another name, robbers, who have no supplies and resources, often rob some nois laby tribes, which also promotes small-scale tribes. There are fewer and fewer reasons for continuous mergers into large-scale tribes.

"Help? Hey hey hey... I happen to have something to help you..."

"Please say it, please say it!" The president of the Jackal Club felt a little relieved, and some talked about it, even if it was money to avoid disaster. Maybe he would have a business to fall on the mutant in front of him in the future, but his hostility and momentum were really horrible.

"Well, then borrow your 561 head for a bit, hey hey hey, don't worry, it won't be long, just take it, just give it back to you... hey hey hey..."

Head, let me borrow it... The jackal will have a little bitter mouth. Doesn't this mean that it can be killed or buried? The mutant in front of him doesn't seem to come for money at all, because he can't take too many things with him. Why did he kill people? Moreover, what shocked the jackal meeting was that there were 561 people, the men, women and children in the base, and the two twins who were just born yesterday, were exactly 561 people.

The end of the world is not a place to be reasonable, but the president of the Jackal Association is still stubborn and tries to reason while preparing for battle, "Sir, head, this thing is not borrowed, this... I still don't understand..."

Looking at the president of the submissive jackal, the bloody man is like an old cat playing with a mouse, and he asked in no hurry, "What don't you understand? Let's talk about it. I may tell you the answer when I'm in a good mood!"

"I don't understand where we have offended you, and we have to slaughter all of us to relieve our hatred. Although I say that I am not a good person, I have never done anything to suffer such a conscienceless retribution?"

The difference from the previous blood sea transformation is that the previous blood man is a replicator and has nothing to do with the body. At present, the blood man is the split of Long Ao. The spiritual power of each blood man is synchronized with that of Long Ao. At this moment, what every somato wants to ask, in fact, it is the will of Long Ao himself.

"No? Hey hey, I don't know if there is any. What I know is that during the large-scale farm construction period, Leng Wushuang has issued an order to ask all the survivors to enter the fortress base level and arrange the work uniformly. Hey hey, but some people don't seem to want to live an honest life. Ah! If it's right, it's you people!" Long Ao has also read some important decrees. Of course, he knows something about the original demographic plan.

"It seems that you are not going to let us go... This kind of lying with your eyes open has come out!"

"Wang..." There was a sound of fire, and all the muzzle pointed to Long Ao.

Long Ao felt a little strange. Just as he said this, those people who were struggling under his momentum actually asked for the oppression of this momentum, as if he had touched their reverse scales and was furious.

"Oh? Interesting..." Long Ao is not in a hurry to clean it up. Anyway, it's still two hours away. "Tell me, what's wrong?"

"Bullshit, don't think you're awesome and we're afraid of you. Then let's play as monkeys. We won't suffer losses if we die early when we work hard with mutant beasts every day!"

"Playing with you?" Long Ao vaguely felt that something was wrong. Who is playing with people?

The vagrants have every reason to think that Long Ao is playing with them, because they can be safe in the base, have a relatively stable and safe job, and have a certain amount of living security. Who wants to be a vagrant?

"Are you not a mob?"

"Yes!" When the president saw that someone behind him had scolded, he didn't mean to say it well. That's just that sentence. Anyway, it's just a death. "We are mob. Those damn guys didn't put us in because of the treatment and security of the base residents. Let's give him a lot of hard work in a small village on the periphery. Who is willing to be such a obedient person!"

Kuri? Long Ao has understood what's going on in his heart. Slaves, in this era of power supremacy, slaves, which have never disappeared, are now appearing blatantly, but because he stands too high, he has never seen these.

Those damn idiots! Long Ao couldn't help scolding in his heart. Not long ago, he talked to Li Yi about death because of the population problem. As a result, there were still people who raised so many slaves in the wilderness because of interests. Obviously, there were leaders among these slaves. Small-scale repression could not be suppressed, and large-scale troops did not dare to move, so they let These people have a chance to breathe, and the wasteland wanderers exist. It is undeniable that many of them are robbers and so on, but what is more undeniable is that most of them are the cause of interests!

With the more and more detailed news from the splits, the anger in Long Ao's heart is also getting stronger and stronger. At least 80% of the wasteland lings are forced out by those speculators in the population security plan.

The fire is full of murder!

When Long Ao really explodes his momentum, even the momentum of the split is not something that non-combat A-level ability can withstand, not to mention those ordinary people.

It's slottering, lying down.

It's over. His strength is so strong that the president of the Jackal Association is already desperate. He has even lost the courage to do it.

"You!"

At this moment, he suddenly heard the voice of the mutant, full of calm anger, but did not vent his anger at him.

"Yes, it's you. You are their leader, aren't you?"

"Yes!" The president of the Jackal Club answered with some difficulty.

"Take your people to the nearest third-level base, and someone will arrange for you!"

"What?" The president of the Jackal Club didn't realize what this meant and asked in a daze.

Long Ao put away his two knives, and his head and face also evolved more clearly. It was no longer a chaotic area. His blood-red pupils stared at the steel fortress in the distance and said in a low voice, "Take your people to the nearest third-level base. From today on, you are no longer mob!"

"What is that?"

"It's a commoner under the rule of my dragon!"

Long Ao... There were huge waves in everyone's hearts. They heard the wind and heard the real owner in the base. Long Ao, who had been determined to be dead for a long time, came back. However, this change did not bring much fluctuation to their lives. It was time to eat and hunt for a day. .

But when Long Ao appeared in front of them, the impact was completely different.

Although there is no certificate, the wanderers still believe that the person in front of them is Long Aolong, the real hegemon of this land!