Chapter 380 Meeting with Yang Yang's Team
The earth was still shaking, and no one knew whether the land would collapse. Jingshu really admired these people for not running away but guarding the exit.
Xiao Hei raised his hands: "Hey man, if you have anything to say, let's talk it over and put down our guns."
The black muzzle of the gun was lowered, and George, the familiar face who had captured the zombie hippopotamus a few days ago, appeared. He clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Congratulations, you lucky Asian people. The A-level mercenary team that survived this terrible disaster will be promoted to S-level and fight for the black market. Every victory will earn you a sky-high black market coin."
The old man's voice came from a distance: "Don't waste time, the new government's group will be here soon!"
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Jingshu finally understood what these nobles in the underground black market were planning. They were anxious to select the strongest mercenary team from all the teams to compete with the teams in the urban area, using the strength of the force to determine the right to speak and the allocation of resources.
Whether it is the nobles in the underground black market or the luxurious urban area of Sacramento, a war is finally about to break out on this side of the border. The New Deal is bringing American soldiers to forcibly reclaim power, and the Mexican army is approaching and preparing to move into the United States. Sacramento is about to have a large-scale war. If these fat sheep with abundant supplies do not escape, they are likely to be eaten up.
So! These two factions were going to temporarily cooperate, run away together, and then surrender to the boss in Austin. The question then arose: who would bring how much supplies to surrender? What if there were disagreements along the way? The underground black market had over a hundred middle-class nobles controlling the supplies, while Sacrament was a slavery with only one boss. Ultimately, the decision would be made based on the mercenaries' strength.
The entire underground black market collapsed. Jingshu didn't know how many people escaped, but there were very few. However, another A-level team escaped. George simply took Jingshu's team, another A-level team, and two teams trained by the nobles themselves and set out on the road to play the game.
I heard that this battle will determine the allocation of resources and supplies for both sides. If they lose, they will have to contribute various minerals and assets as protection fees. The new government has threatened to destroy these two cancers of Sacramento. These two forces are definitely scared and will run away.
"So what exactly does Old Sheep mean by asking us to become S-rank mercenaries in the underground black market?" Tank counted on his fingers, pondering the mystery. "That's not right. We're the thugs here, and they're the thugs there. Aren't we going to kill each other?"
Xiao Hei sat in the corner, trembling. "Can I quit? I don't want to play in the competition. I want to go back to the ghetto and live."
As he was speaking, the entire civilian area began to rumble and soon began to collapse. Xiao Hei swallowed his saliva. It was over. He had nowhere to go. He cried sadly: "I, I can't bear to spend my 5,000 black market coins, and I haven't even packed my luggage yet."
Jingshu had some idea of what Yang Yang was planning. What was certain was that Yang Yang intended to pocket all the supplies, whether they were from the black market or in downtown Sacramento.
"I have to practice the Rubik's Cube quickly, otherwise I won't be able to catch up with this batch of supplies." Jingshu took out the Rubik's Cube and started practicing, forcing herself to use illusions continuously, approaching the limit again and again. Through these thoughts, Jingshu touched the threshold of promotion, and soon, she was just that little bit away!
I heard that the new government has crushed the surrounding cities and is about to reach Sacramento. When Jingshu passed by the canal, she saw that the dock had begun to transfer a large amount of supplies to containers, preparing to escape from Sacramento tonight.
So the competition venue was on the dock illuminated by headlights. Both sides gathered a group of people and set up two arenas. A mercenary team could only occupy one arena. I heard that the two arenas each represented a right to speak.
The rules of the competition are very simple. You can enter the ring by killing the mercenary team on the ring.
On the way, George told everyone, "Listen, we have to win at least one ring. Every time you win, you'll get black market currency and will come with us to Austin. If you can't win a single ring... you'll have no choice but to stay and join the new government. It's better for them to eat you up than to be swallowed up by this exorbitant protection fee."
Jingshu understood, if
If we don't divide into teams this time, we can only get supplies from the city, but not from the black market, so we need to balance it out?
However, Jingshu thought that the conditions in downtown Sacramento would be better.
But I didn’t expect it to be so luxurious!
Yang Yang, who had not been seen for a long time, was wearing a gold chain and a jewel ring on each hand, looking like a nouveau riche. He wore sunglasses, smoked a cigar and drank red wine.
Meanwhile, Hao Yunlai, the seemingly honest and Buddhist man known for his exceptional luck, had a black beauty on his left and a blonde, blue-eyed white beauty on his right. Even worse, someone was giving him a massage! He squinted his eyes and enjoyed life.
The monk who was expelled from Shaolin was holding a big bucket full of white rice and dishes like curry potatoes and beef, and was eating happily.
What kind of life are these idiots living in the city these days? !
The only normal person was Zhen Nantian. He still had a cold and arrogant look on his face, as if he couldn't fit into this world. He leaned against the wall and watched everything calmly.
On the other hand, let's look at Jingshu and her group. Not to mention their daily lives, they were still wearing zebra uniforms in the underground black market competition, and the uniforms collapsed before the competition even started. They finally got out of the garbage passage and were brought here to play in the competition before they had time to clean up. Each of them exuded a foul odor. Compared with the two, one is in heaven and the other is on earth.
Yang Yang shook his head quietly, indicating that both parties should pretend not to know each other. The snake demon complained to Lingling in a low voice.
As representatives of the powerful Sacramento City, Yang Yang, Zhen Nantian, Heshang and Hao Yunlai were the first to step onto one of the arenas, and the A-level team that escaped from the underground black market went up to challenge them. In their opinion, the black market coins were in their hands.
After all, a team consists of six people, but there are only four Chinese people here. They look weak and easy to bully, so we will take them from the black market first.
But they were wrong, and they were wrong in a ridiculous way. Laughter could be heard all around, a gloating laughter. The mercenary teams in the city who had suffered a loss once knew very well how perverted these people were.
The game was about to begin. Yang Yang was still drinking red wine, Zhen Nantian was leaning against the wall, motionless like a sculpture, Hao Yunlai was still enjoying himself with his eyes squinted, and only the ascetic monk came on the field with an iron stick.
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