Rise From The Doom Chapter 77

There was a garbage mountain 76 kilometers west of Times Square. It was slightly smaller than Times Square, but there were quite a number of people there, almost 500 people, led by a large bald man with a thick waist and round shoulders. In the slave district, there were not many people who could eat such strong food.

It was early in the morning, and with a roar, a rear eight-wheeled vehicle suddenly appeared in his territory. The slaves who had just woken up immediately began to shout and shout.

"Hurry up and call me boss, there's a car, a car, there's a car!"

"Beat him down! Beat him down! Do not let him go!"

"This is a good item. Only Times Square has it within a hundred miles."

… ….

The baldy had long since heard the roar of the car. Without waiting for them to shout, he had already rushed out like a whirlwind, followed by his lackeys, iron rods, hammers, and wrenches in his hands. Even though he was thin and weak, he had a strong and imposing manner. In this place, if he acted too cowardly, he would be eaten to the point where not even his bones would remain.

It looked like he was making things difficult for the people.

"I was thinking of robbing a car and coming back from Times Square, but I didn't expect someone to come knocking on my door. Haha, haha, what is this, a pie falling from the sky." The baldy laughed out loud before retracting his smile and ruthlessly said, "Surround him. If he gets away, I'll skin him alive."

"Boss, this truck seems to be from Times Square." A slave who had been to Times Square had seen the car.

"Bullsh * t, this place is mine. What does it have to do with Times Square? The territory is mine, so the things here are naturally mine as well." The baldy reprimanded, then loudly shouted towards the heavy truck, "Little bastard inside, hurry up and bring out your grandpa, bring out the car and I'll spare your lives."

There were at least 120 pounds of meat on these slaves, and there were only 400 to 500 people on him, but there were few who were as strong as these. Judging from the way they jumped down, they seemed to be top class slaves, which were not below him in terms of cultivation, he had already planned to keep them together with the truck. However, just as the thought flashed through his mind, the final person who jumped down from the stage had a drastic change in expression.

Boom! *

After that person landed on the ground, a loud sound echoed out, as if a rock had fallen onto the ground. Seeing this person, everyone's expression changed. The slaves stared blankly.

"Is this a giant?"

The last one to descend was a giant man about 2.3 meters tall.

His muscles swelled up. One could clearly see the muscles in his arms and thighs moving like pythons. One of his arms was even thicker than an ordinary person's thigh. The lion mouth had the eyes of a leopard and the appearance of a wild man. This person was none other than an elephant.

The elephant's eyes twitched, and roared in a thunderous voice, "Listen up, this territory will belong to Times Square from now on. Those who are obedient will eat, while those who are disobedient will be beaten to death."

The surrounding slaves were stunned. These words were too direct. The few slaves that were nearby couldn't help but take two steps back. Their voices were too loud, causing their ears to buzz.

"So you've taken a fancy to laozi's territory. Then, you have to ask laozi if his fist agrees." With a stomp, a deep crater appeared on the ground. His body was like a cannonball that shot towards an elephant, his fist slightly glowed with a red light, and a terrifying high temperature spread in the air.

Boom! *

No one could clearly see what happened. After a loud noise, the bald man was sent flying, and with a whoosh, he flew out more than twenty meters. After falling to the ground, he slid five to six meters before stopping and not moving at all. All the slaves stared blankly, waiting for the baldy to stand up again.

5 seconds. 10 seconds. Baldy was lying quietly. There was no response at all. One of the Times Square slaves could not help but rush over to check. With just a glance, he turned his head to look at the elephant and said in a helpless tone, "Mr. Elephant, I've been beaten to death."

The moment he said this, the surrounding slaves went into an uproar.

Hearing this, the elephant was at a loss of what to do, like a child who had done something wrong. It innocently said, "I only gave him a light punch, but I didn't know that he couldn't help but hit me."

The surrounding slaves all revealed expressions of fear. Many people were already retreating. The slave helplessly rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "Don't even think about how strong you are. That light punch of yours is equivalent to a thousand pounds of strength to others." However, he did not dare to blame the elephant. He consoled, "So be it. At that time, just tell the Young Master that this person is disobedient."

"You are very kind." The elephant grinned.

The surrounding slaves couldn't hold it in any longer and turned to flee. Upon seeing this, the elephant let out an angry roar, as if a divine thunder had descended from the sky.

"You're not allowed to run."

Unexpectedly, after the slave heard that, not only did he not stop, he even ran even faster. The elephant was furious. He dashed two steps forward, one big step at a time, and grabbed a slave who had fallen behind. He grabbed his right foot with one hand, and his left foot with the other.

The slave only had enough time to let out half a scream before he was torn into two halves. His intestines and internal organs fell to the ground, steaming hot, and the blood that splashed out splattered onto the elephant's face and body made it look like a demon that had just come out of hell.

"Elephant Lord, stop chasing." "They can't get away." One of the six Times Square slaves followed, calling out to the elephant.

An hour later, the mountain of trash became part of Times Square. After wasting so much time, not only did no one resist, from beginning to end, no one did. It was just that these slaves were hidden and had to spend all their time searching for people.

There were more than 300 people here. Although they were the smallest in the area, they were the most powerful forces that controlled three garbage mountains, and they had no women, children, and only strong slaves. Therefore, these 300 plus people, all of them had a strong build, compared to those slaves that weighed only 70-80 pounds, they weighed more than 100 pounds.

They also saw a truck here. Unlike Baldy's arrogance, they recognized it as the truck from Times Square. The team was led by a spider that had yet to recover from its injuries.

When they heard the spider's declaration that this place belonged to everyone in Times Square, the three hundred people let out a mocking laugh. The spider was also laughing, and very happily as well. However, his smile was the shortest. While the others were still laughing, he smiled and said with a face full of killing intent, "Surround him. Those who don't listen will be executed on the spot." The tarpaulin of the truck was lifted, and more than 20 agile slaves jumped off the truck, quickly surrounding the 300 people. The cries of the 300 people suddenly stopped, as if someone had caught them by the neck. Everyone had extremely ugly expressions, as if they had eaten a dead fly.

Of course, they didn't care about a mere twenty or so people, but if there were more than twenty men with guns and live ammunition, then the situation would be completely different. The same kind of submachine guns, and what was even worse was that these slaves had caps on their heads, bulletproof vests on their bodies, and covetous hiking shoes on their feet. When they saw the grenades hanging from their waists, all of their faces turned ashen.

"Does anyone have any objections?" Spider asked three times, but no one spoke. More than three hundred people, silent beyond compare.

"Do you know what this is?" The spider pointed at the heart of one of the heads and spoke in a relaxed manner.

Initially, the leader who was pointed at didn't seem to understand the reason behind it. However, when he lowered his head to look at the red dot on the back of his head, his face changed drastically. Even if he hadn't seen it before, he had heard of it as well. A famous sniper. The others also set their gazes on this red dot. Their already unsightly faces turned even uglier.

"Kneel before him or die." "Of course, you can also choose to resist."

When the first man knelt down, Spider laughed.

On the south side of Times Square, there was another force guarding two garbage mountains, led by Alec. However, they had given him a nickname, which was cockroach. Because cockroaches had strong vitality, they couldn't be killed.

Alley had nowhere to go. He was saved by Liu Xianan, so he gratefully joined Times Square. In fact, he admitted to himself that there was a future for him in Times Square. Water was food. The most important thing was to earn money. He was not as intimidating as the elephant and his methods were not as good as the spider. He had to go through a bloody battle to complete the mission, which killed more than 100 people.

There was no reason for them to fail if they wanted people in Times Square and guns and guns.

The monkey had taken down a force. The lion himself led the troops. He took down one of them without any bloodshed. Within a day, all territory within a three hundred mile radius was taken into the hands of Times Square.

Liu Wei An recontracted with Zhao Kangcheng and paid 1 million copper coins for another two sets of equipment. The equipment cost 1 million copper coins per set. He owed Zhao Kangcheng a set of equipment and promised to pay it back within a month. First of all, Zhao Kangcheng believed in him. Second of all, he was a person who was willing to pay twenty million copper coins in a row. This was not something he could afford.

This was actually related to Liu Wei An's style. When other people bought equipment, they would first pay a deposit, and the equipment would be installed, and after it was delivered and used, they would pay the rest of the money. As for him, he had always paid it all in one go, so he trusted Zhao Kangcheng so much that Zhao Kangcheng would naturally return the favor.

In addition, there were food and medicine. Just these two things alone were enough to squander all the copper coins he had earned in Times Square. He originally wanted to buy some daily necessities, but he was out of money.

When Liu Wei An came back from cleaning up the battlefield, he was surprised and happy to see that the tank that killed at least three enemy armoured vehicles in its armoured vehicle was still alive. However, the situation wasn't good. When Liu Wei An saw the tank, he realized how bad the situation was.

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