I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1164: Ping An Street


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On the south gate of Ping'an Street, under the huge wall of tens of meters, there is only an arch with a width of two cars, and a small door for six people to walk side by side. The big arch walks the car, and the small door naturally walks away. A team of soldiers stood at the gate of the city, guarding the passage into the city.

On the one hand, it is to check that prohibited items such as small nuclear bombs and infection sources have been brought into the city; on the other hand, to collect city gate tax on people entering the city gate.

This is exactly the same as the sixth block four years ago.

It's just that there are slightly more Asian crystals in circulation in Beijing, and the size of Ping'an Street is also larger, so the city gate tax is naturally relatively expensive.

In addition, there is no inner circle and outer circle on Ping An Street. As the huge concrete wall encompasses the entire survivor's settlement, it is necessary to pay taxes when entering the city. In the sixth block, only the inner circle is protected by concrete walls, so it is natural to collect taxes only when entering the inner circle.

Small gate, the survivors lined up,

"City gate tax, four sub-crystals per person."

The survivor dressed as a hunter froze a little, flushed and angered.

"Si Yajing? Did n’t you return two Yajing yesterday? How did the city gate tax change to 4 Yajing today? Special, why do n’t you grab it!"

As soon as I heard that the city gate tax had doubled, the people in the queue suddenly fry.

"Is n’t it all a two-point sub-crystal before? Why did the price increase suddenly?"

"What the hell!"

"Grass, big deal, I will go to the East Gate to see!"

"..."

The soldier standing at the door was expressionless, and there was a police-type power armor standing next to him. The man who collected the city gate tax lifted his chin impatiently and pointed his chin to the sign at the door.

"I changed it last night, and all doors are the same. If you have any questions, go to the city hall and ask if you have no problem. Hurry up if you want to enter the city.

Although two sub-crystals have gone up, everyone has to gritt their teeth and accept the price.

No way, there is the largest market and industrial area in Shangjing City. Only when the hunters go there can they dispose of the good things cut from the prey, and the scavengers can change the full basket of good things to sub-crystals. , Mercenaries can replenish ammunition and find new employers ...

As for forcible shock?

Oh.

Not to mention the police-powered armor at the door, the heavy machine guns on the giant wall are enough for those who are out of control to weigh them well.

After the initial riots, the queue began to move slowly. Although many people left the team, most people stayed.

Standing at the end of the queue, Jiang Chen touched his nose embarrassedly.

If he is right, the reason for the city gate tax price increase is 8-9% because of him.

The team moved slowly and was quickly placed in his place.

"Twenty-one people." Jiang Chen said as she stepped forward.

The tax officer looked impatient and just started to speak. When he saw the twenty people behind Jiang Chen, his high-spirited spirit suddenly fell short.

Twenty guards stand behind Jiang Chen. Although the clothes they wear are no different from the survivors around them, the momentum is not at all a level. It was as if a group of special forces were standing together among a group of recruits, and they could distinguish them at a glance.

"105 points Yajing ... who are you?" the tax official asked in a double-talk.

"Mercenary." Jiang Chen threw a dark green sub-crystal on the table, raised his thumb and pointed to the 20 guards behind him.

The tax officer's mouth was ripped, obviously he didn't believe his gibberish, but he didn't care.

He is only responsible for taking back, not checking the account.

"Go in."

Without talking to him, Jiang Chen nodded, gestured to the guards behind him, and stored the firearms at the gun storage point behind the city gate according to the procedure, and walked vigorously toward the bustling Ping An Street.

After learning about the situation of Hell Courier from Zhou Guoping, Jiang Chen divided his guards into two groups. A group of people returned to the military base in the same way, and another group of people disguised and followed him to the south gate of Ping An Street.

He is wearing a camouflage necklace around his neck at the moment, hiding under his collar.

This camouflage necklace is very common before the war, and it almost replaced the presence of cosmetics.

Holographic technology has modified the facial features to a certain extent. Although it is still irrelevant, it is much older than before. If it is not a close person, it is basically impossible to recognize it.

The reason why he spends so much time mixing into Ping An Street is that he wants to see the legendary Pan-Asian cooperation intelligence personnel himself, and mainly wants to see the city. Although the degree of industrialization here is not high, it is far less than the sixth block under NAC rule, but it also has its uniqueness.

For example, gun control.

It is no exaggeration to say that Ping'an Street in Shangjing City should be the entire Pan-Asian cooperation area. The only large-scale survivor's settlement with a comprehensive ban on guns, even the sixth block, failed to do so. In this wasteland that regarded weapons as life, instead of showing resistance, the survivors of Shangjing City obeyed this rule silently.

Even a powerful solo traveler cannot be vigilant at any time.

At least on this safe street, people can really get a good night ’s sleep without worrying about being awakened by gunshots at night, or headshot by which family.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that someone secretly brought the gun in.

But at least on the bright side, everyone is following this iron law.

Passing the slums and walking on the market at the south gate of Ping An Street, Jiang Chen looked at the surrounding streets. Compared with the sixth block, people's lives here are obviously much worse, not to mention the magnetic levitation highway, many people do not even have decent winter clothes, and some even wear strange clothes sewed with exotic fur.

But from their calm faces, it seems that this is the normal way of survivors on the wasteland?

The survivors in Wanghai City who are fed and clothed are somewhat abnormal.

"Lu Fan."

"Yes."

"Don't be so cautious, don't forget that you are now a mercenary." Jiang Chen said softly.

Since Li Wang was promoted to Captain Order by him, Lu Fan was the new captain of the Guard. This bodyguard in his thirties is good everywhere, and his loyalty is not inferior to Li Wang, that is, his brain is not flexible, so it is easy to make a serious transition in some places.

I saw Lu Fan hesitated slightly and nodded.

"Yes."

Jiang Chen shook his head and gave up correcting his respectful look.

Anyway, the probability of meeting Ding Liwei and Fang Peng is almost zero, and he is not worried about being cross-examined when he shows his feet. The water on Ping An Street is very deep, and some neutral survivor forces even go to the Beijing City Survivor Union at all.

Jiang Chen paid special attention when entering the city.

He has seen no fewer than three people along the way who are followed by a bunch of bodyguards, who look like rich and expensive, and who are face-to-face.

"Hell Messenger" is located in the commercial street of Beimenkou, but Jiang Chen did not go north, but walked around the Nanmenkou market and walked towards the industrial area behind the burrow.

It is similar to what he overlooked on the order number. The industrial foundation of Ping An Street is very thin, but by the standards of waste soil, it is quite top-notch, if compared with the sixth block more than four years ago The scale here is at least twice that of it.

Of course, in the sixth block now, there is no doubt that it can be dumped a few streets.

The surrounding buildings began to become low, and the pedestrians on the streets were mostly exposed slaves or workers.

I thought Jiang Chen was going the wrong way. Lu Fan hesitated and stepped forward to remind him in a low voice.

"Hell Messenger is on Beimen Commercial Street."

"I know." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

Lu Fan froze slightly.

"Then why do we go here ..."

"Have you ever seen a bar early in the morning?" Jiang Chen smiled, raised his chin in the direction of the industrial zone, and then said, "What's more, it's just a matter of course to go to Hell Messenger to inquire about Eden Technology." It ’s the main purpose of standing here just to stroll around on this safe street. If it ’s just to ask for a message, who I ’m sending is not the same? Why go out in person? ”

"Subordinates want to ask ... Does this make any sense?" Lu Fan said hesitantly. "My suggestion is to give us the news. You are very unsafe here. In case of encounter What's the sudden situation, you have three long and two short, we — "

"Fine," Jiang Chen waved his hand. "My own safety, I care more than anyone else. You do n’t have to worry about those extra hearts, just follow me."

After a pause, Jiang Chen continued.

"I will answer your previous question now. Why is it meaningless?"

Looking up and looking at the towering Pan-Asian building in the middle of Ping An Street, Jiang Chen's mouth twitched a smile, "We will enter the Lord soon."

"You mean," Lu Fan froze for a moment, his expression was all over, and there was a look of excitement in his pupils, "After solving the CCCP people, we fight back ..."

Jiang Chen shook his head and sighed.

“There are many ways to solve the problem, and I hope you can think about the problem from another angle. If you ca n’t think about the same problem from multiple angles, you may miss many better options. In this case, how can I rest assured Are you entrusted with important tasks? "

Lu Fan immediately lowered his head and said sincerely.

"Subordinates have no intention of high officials Houlu, but wish to marshal for the marshal."

"It ’s good to have this kind of heart, it ’s enough." Jiang Chen smiled, "NAC needs talents, loyal and reliable talents. Even if you want to stay in the position of captain of my personal guard In my life, I have to ask if I agree or not? "

"The subordinates dare not, willing to obey the marshal's arrangement." Lu Fancheng panicked.

Jiang Chen smiled, did not answer, and stood not far from the entrance of the industrial zone, and stopped.

"What I said to you just now, think about the issue from another angle? In addition to the option of armed occupation, we have many more gentle and effective options, which can more thoroughly take this place as our own without leaving A drop of blood. "

Lu Fan did not intervene, but stood respectfully at Jiang Chen ’s side, waiting for the marshal ’s follow.

"For example, we can buy here."

Looking at the tall chimney of the steel plant, Jiang Chen squinted and smiled.

"And use their own money." (To be continued.)


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