Boom boom

The dull rumble of thunder was hidden in the thick dark clouds, like an indescribable unknown creature tumbling violently, making an unknown loud noise and passing over the head.

Even the increasingly urgent sound of the rain was covered up, perhaps there were other sounds hidden.

Mom sat on the old sofa that was still in good condition, counting the spoils looted from the Lar camp.

He had short hair, dark skin, a stocky body, and fingers as thick as carrots. The mechanical core he held in his hands looked like a colorful toy ball.

The day before yesterday afternoon they set out in a group and attacked the nearest Laer camp.

Although there had been constant friction between the camps, there had rarely been a real fight, and no one had expected that they would suddenly launch an attack.

The people stationed in the Laer camp were all women and children, and the invaders subdued them easily.

Instead of rushing to move the spoils, they pretended that everything was normal and hid in the dark.

As the sun sets and the sky grows darker, scavengers who were out exploring gradually return from all directions. They fail to realize the undercurrents beneath the quiet surface of the camp and step into a trap without any precautions.

They were subdued one by one.

When night falls, the lights of the camp attract all the people around.

They were like moths attracted to a flame, eager to unload the heavy mechanical parts from their shoulders, return to their companions, and drink a bowl of hot soup.

However, what greeted them were only ruthless sticks and ropes.

Eventually, Mom's camp easily captured all the members of Laer's camp, except for a girl named Matchstick, who never returned.

But that doesn't matter.

What kind of trouble could a little girl of seventeen or eighteen cause? No one cared whether she would return to the camp alive or die in an accident at night.

They spent a victorious night in the Laer camp, and early the next morning, they took all the people and spoils back to their own territory.

As they were escorting the prisoners from the Lar camp, it was impossible to move all the supplies back in one go, so they made a return trip in the afternoon.

Just happened to catch the remaining girl.

After a dangerous night, she returned alone in the early morning. Unable to find her companions, she could only curl up in a corner.

The matchsticks, along with the remaining mechanical core, were taken to Camp Mom.

Now all the people in the Laer camp were caught in one fell swoop.

They gained more from one raid than they would have gained from working honestly for three months.

However, this is only the first step.

There was no communication between the camps, and it took a long time for the news that the Laer camp was looted with all its belongings to spread.

Mom has already made up his mind. They will use the same method to deal with other camps and destroy them one by one.

The property naturally became theirs, and as for those who were kidnapped, if they were willing to surrender they would take them for their own use, and if they were unwilling they would be thrown into the sea.

As a fellow scavenger, Mom knows the others too well. Everyone values ​​their life more than the other and works hard in the harshest environment just to stay alive.

When faced with a life-or-death situation, it's easy to make the wisest choice.

Eventually he will rule over the entire abandoned suburb.

By then, all the mechanical cores in this area will be in his hands, and he will have enough confidence to negotiate with the partners in the production workshop and obtain a higher purchase price.

Mom had never been to school and had no idea about monopoly status and economics. He simply judged that this situation was in his best interest based on his simple human desires.

Mom didn't understand the true value of the mechanical core, nor did she need to understand it. Just selling them as raw materials would be enough to make a lot of money.

Who knows what these little gadgets will become in the hands of the people in the production workshop. It is said that they can create something... called a chimera.

He loosened his grip, and four or five mechanical cores fell into the box, the sound unclear in the rain.

Mom leaned back in relaxation, his heavy body causing the sofa to creak. He placed his arms on the back of the sofa, waiting for the rain to stop tomorrow so that he could clean up the next campsite in the same way.

Dark clouds blocked the sunlight, and even though it was morning, it was dark outside.

Now that there are so many prisoners in the camp, food has become a problem. Mom is unwilling to waste food on useless people, so he simply doesn't give them any food today.

Another thunderous explosion was so frightening that it almost covered up the faint sound of the ground.

Light as a cat.

Mom was thinking about a bright future, but at this moment, a chill quietly touched his neck.

Sharp, glowing with coldness.

The blade suddenly appeared on Mom's neck and made her body stiffen instantly.

Who is it? Did someone untie the rope and run out? Where is the person in charge of guarding? !

"Be quiet, or this thing will pierce your throat immediately."

The voice turned out to be a young man, who was farther behind him. Not the one holding him.

There are two of us?!

Mom quickly regained his consciousness and forced himself to calm down. He was no idle person, as he was able to become the boss of the camp and was determined to break the stalemate of several years and annex the remaining camps.

Mom listened carefully and tried to glance to the side, hoping to get any information about the attacker, but the other party's position was very tricky and he could not see anything.

"Stand up slowly."

The person holding him raised his arm, and Mom also stood up slowly. The sofa was very wide, and if the other party wanted to continue hijacking him from behind, he would have to go around him.

He could use that time to rebel.

Mom clenched his fists and pinched the blade hidden in his sleeves with his fingers.

"I advise you not to have any other thoughts." The young man spoke again, his voice was flat, so flat that it even made Mom feel a little cold.

Even though he knew that the other party couldn't see the blade in his sleeve in such a dark sky, Mom still subconsciously loosened his fingers slightly.

"Now, move forward."

Mom was forced to take a step forward, the knife pressed against his neck, the sharp blade digging slightly into the rough skin, almost drawing a line of blood.

Mom heard a clear sound of tumbling over. The man who was holding him suddenly stepped on the sofa and jumped over.

How good of a physical condition does one have to be able to turn over in an instant?

"How many people did you kidnap in total?" the boy asked.

This made Mom realize that the visitor was someone else, perhaps a scavenger from another camp? But how did they get the news?

"Forty, no, forty-one," Mom answered truthfully.

"Take us there."

As expected, he came to rescue people. Mom's heart sank.

But he didn't understand. They had clearly kidnapped all the members of the Laer camp, so who would come here specifically to rescue them, risking offending him?

"Okay, okay, I'll take you there." Mom said slowly, "Can you loosen the thing on my neck a little? I feel like I'm going to bleed."

The boy said nothing. Just when Mom thought the knife would loosen up a little, he heard a sneer. The hijacker who had been silent all this time spoke:

"What if I bleed?"

The blade instantly sank into his neck, cutting his skin. A thin line of blood slowly emerged, oozing out bright red blood.

The pain made Mom's body tense up even more. Damn, what on earth has happened to him? He has met someone who doesn't play by the rules.

From the sound, the hijacker seemed to be older, and the one who was strangling his arms tightly looked strong and powerful, and also very tall.

Mom suddenly didn't dare to say anything. He tried his best to straighten his neck and slowly walked out of the battalion commander's room.

He had no doubt that if he really dared to shout for help, the knife would immediately pierce his neck. These two people were definitely people who were used to taking risks.

The camp was built on the remains of abandoned buildings, and on rainy days, everyone who stayed behind stayed indoors.

It was just a drizzle in the early morning, which was nothing to the scavengers, so they went out to explore anyway.

As the rain gradually intensified, all the members who were out would soon come back, and it wouldn't be long before the two of them were surrounded.

At that time, I just need to find a way to get away and face fifty or sixty people. No matter how powerful the other party is, it is impossible to kill them all.

He must take a good look at the faces of these two people, remember their appearance, and then send them to see King Yan!

Fu Tianhe kidnapped Mom and walked out of the room. On the way, he passed by a corridor that was half blown up. The child who was squatting there playing saw this scene, was stunned for a moment, and was about to scream.

Chen Ci looked at him calmly, and the child's expression froze, then turned into a kind of confusion.

He put down the dirty ball in his hand, sat down on the steps obediently, and watched two strangers holding Mom hostage pass by.

Mom had hoped to be discovered by others and get help as soon as possible, but she never expected that this dead child would not say a word!

He glared at the dull-faced child and decided to kill the hijacker and then give him a good beating. At least the child and his family should suffer.

Mom continued to move forward.

"Don't try to play tricks." When he was about to turn, the young man spoke again, "I don't mind you leading us into a trap, but I hope you understand that you are a good meat shield."

Mom was shocked. He didn't know whether the other party really saw through his thoughts or was deliberately deceiving him.

"No, how could I dare?" He laughed dryly and was about to move forward.

"You don't dare?"

The camp structure was clearly visible under the mental detection, and the direction Mom led them to led to an engine room.

Chen Ci is a little tired of haggling with this person.

They could have gone directly to the place where all the people in the Lar camp were imprisoned, but because the remaining adults were guarding there, they were not completely sure, so they chose to kidnap the battalion commander.

These scavengers are all Beta, including Mom. They have no psychic power and cannot smell pheromones.

No matter who they are, if they are lucky enough to awaken at the age of 16 and become an Alpha or Omega, it means that their future life is guaranteed. Regardless of their background or wealth, at least they can go to the army and no longer have to stay in the camp.

So Mom never thought that Chen Ci had mental power. Until now, he still thought that Chen Ci was deliberately tricking him.

Chen Ci and Fu Tianhe exchanged glances. They certainly wanted to teach this disobedient hostage a lesson, but if Mom was hurt, he would definitely make a sound of pain.

Forget it. Chen Ci signaled Fu Tianhe not to move, and he walked forward alone. Momu finally saw the gangster's appearance clearly for the first time.

The boy is not very tall, and even a bit slender.

His head and face were tightly wrapped in a turban, revealing only a pair of amber eyes.

The boy was wearing a black and blue casual jacket. Although his clothes were wet, they did not look dirty. His hands sticking out from his sleeves were especially white.

With just one glance, Mom concluded that this person could not have come from another camp. No scavenger could have such delicate and white hands, even those who lived in the main body of Cinnabar could hardly do so.

Who are they?!

Chen Ci came straight to the door of the room where many captives were held. He stopped, and under the gaze of Fu Tianhe and Mom, he raised his leg and kicked the door hard!

Bang--!

The entire door panel flew out.

The sudden loud noise attracted everyone's attention. The guards who were chatting with each other immediately stood up with their weapons in hand and saw the young man outside the door slowly retracting his legs.

Rain kept falling behind him, lightning flashed across the sky, and the dazzling white light was fleeting, outlining a silhouette.

"Hey! You--" The speaker was another man who remained in the camp.

Before he could finish his words, he saw Mom, who was supposed to be resting, being taken hostage to the door. A sharp saber was pressed against Mom's neck, and a thin line of blood had already solidified.

In an instant, everyone in the room, regardless of their status, showed a look of surprise.

Chen Ci looked around and found Matchstick in the corner. The girl curled up as much as possible, with fresh scars on her face. When she saw them coming, her brown eyes lit up.

Chen Ci's eyes swept across her indifferently, as if he didn't know her at all.

Matchstick felt lost for a moment, but immediately realized that this was a protection for her.

Chen Ci: "Release all these people and return all the things taken from the Laer camp."

"Impossible!" Mom said immediately.

"I didn't let you speak!" Fu Tianhe raised his arms hard, and Mom was choked by him, and her face turned red.

There were one man and six women guarding the captives. Seeing that Mom was kidnapped, they did not dare to act rashly.

The people in the Laer camp were surprised and delighted. Although they had no idea who these two people were, they sounded like they were here to rescue them.

"Who among you is the leader?"

"I." A tall man answered. His voice was extremely hoarse and his body was covered with various scars. The blood on his forehead had dried up and covered his left eye. It was obvious that he had fought a desperate battle when he was captured. "I am Lal."

Chen Ci walked over and cut the rope that bound Laer in front of everyone.

"We are here to rescue you." Chen Ci's voice was not loud, but no one dared to ignore it. The calm and unperturbed tone alone was enough to send chills into one's heart.

Is he so calm because he has other plans and is sure to succeed?

"Thank you."

Lar gasped and stood up with difficulty. When the camp was attacked, he led his men to fight hard, but they were defeated due to outnumbered people. The siege that lasted for more than ten minutes left him with several broken ribs.

Lal was badly injured, and now even his breathing produced blood foam.

"Choose ten people to count the looted supplies."

As Chen Ci said this, he was about to hand the saber to Lar, telling him to do his own thing. He was too lazy to cut the ropes for these people one by one.

At the moment when Chen Ci handed the knife to Lal, something strange happened.

Fu Tianhe suddenly sensed the strong wind coming from behind him and dodged to the side, with the sound of the long stick hitting his ears.

At the same time, Momu pushed away Fu Tianhe's arm with a dexterity that was not in line with his size and shouted, "Catch them!"

In an instant, everyone rushed forward, holding sticks and knives, and were about to smash down Chen Ci and Fu Tianhe!

The knife was in Lal's hand, but he was seriously injured and could hardly put up any effective resistance.

Chen Ci was unarmed, while Fu Tianhe was being attacked from both sides. Just as Mom expected, after the rain got heavier, all the other people who were exploring outside came back!

Mom broke free from Fu Tianhe's shackles and rushed towards Chen Ci like a bull. The blade that had been hidden in his sleeve slipped out and was clamped between two fingers.

The boy was giving orders from beginning to end, which made Mom sure that he was the one with higher status between the two. His slender figure made Mom feel that it would not be too difficult to deal with him.

——The huge difference in weight alone was enough to make him unable to fight back.

Mom stared at Chen Ci's neck wrapped in a turban and had already made up his mind: first tear off his turban to see what kind of person could be so bold, and then kill him violently.

You must cut his neck! Watch the blood flow out!

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and Lal didn't even have time to hold the knife that Chen Ci handed to him more tightly.

Chen Ci turned away.

The boy's amber eyes reflected Mom's ferocious face, and even now, he did not show the slightest sign of panic.

Chen Ci raised his hand.

The spiritual energy that originally filled the entire camp gathered here in an instant.

The whole room was silent.

No, the dust was still floating in the air, the rain was still falling from the eaves, and the wind was still rushing in from the cracks in the wall, but everyone's movements were frozen in place!

Mom maintained his momentum, leaning forward and raising his hand holding the blade. The wound on his neck was torn open, and tiny drops of blood rolled out.

Chen Ci could see clearly his yellow teeth, the muscles on his cheeks, and his nostrils twitching rapidly in excitement.

Bang——!

A loud slap landed on Mom's face.

The slap was delivered with such force and precision that Mom turned his head away suddenly. Chen Ci finally didn't have to look at his disgusting yellow teeth anymore.

Chen Ci's palm slammed down and hit Mom's wrist. Although the force was not very strong, it hit the vital point and caused a piercing pain, forcing Mom to let go.

The blade fell to the ground with a clang.

How could that be?!

Everyone stared in disbelief, and only then did they see clearly that the boy had a piece of paper in his hand from beginning to end.

As if he was afraid that touching Mom would dirty his hands.

Fu Tianhe dodged the blow from behind, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and swept his long legs horizontally, hitting the man's calf hard.

The intruder had not expected that he could dodge so quickly. All his strength was put into his arms, and his lower body was unstable, so he staggered.

Fu Tianhe grabbed the stick in his hand and swung it backwards -

The end of the stick was pressed against the man's chest and abdomen. The two opposing forces collided with each other, knocking him to the ground with a scream. He vomited a large mouthful of acid water, then fell to the ground, holding his stomach in pain.

Fu Tianhe grabbed the long stick and with a beautiful horizontal sweep, drove away all those who tried to get close to him. At this time, he looked over Mom's shoulder and saw Chen Ci raising his hand.

Everyone stopped moving.

Fu Tianhe didn't know what kind of strong mental power was needed to achieve such a level. He didn't have time to think about it. He immediately took advantage of the situation and hit these people one by one.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe just a few seconds.

The terrifying feeling of oppression that even suppressed my breathing finally disappeared, and it seemed that even the gravity field was completely changed. An invisible huge weight pressed on my shoulders and back, making my legs weak as mud.

Under everyone's gaze, Mom actually knelt upright in front of Chen Ci!

His knees slammed the ground with a loud noise, but only his teeth, clenched so tightly that they were almost bleeding, showed that he did not do it voluntarily.

Chen Ci wiped his fingers one by one with a tissue.

He looked at Mom, who could no longer make any sound, calmly, then turned to the dazed Lal and said, "Hurry up."

Lal came to his senses with difficulty.

The boy was not tall and didn't sound very old, maybe eighteen or nineteen years old at most. However, he slapped Mom in the face in front of all of them and forced him to kneel down.

Who among those who live in the abandoned suburbs doesn’t know how arrogant Mom is?

He weighed 220 kilograms and had immense strength. He had torn apart primitive creatures washed ashore with his bare hands. He was as strong as a big iron barrel, with thick fat on his abdomen protecting his core muscles. Even a strong adult man could not shake his body by kicking him.

Now he was subdued effortlessly by such a young man? !

Lal suppressed his shock and did not dare to delay in the slightest, and hurriedly selected helpers according to Chen Ci's request.

He dragged his injured body and struggled to untie the ten young men with the best physical fitness.

These young men from the Lar camp stood up, moved their wrists that were bleeding from being strangled, and looked at Mom in the room with eyes full of hatred.

Chen Ci: "Count your supplies, and also count the things in their camp."

Everyone received the order and did it immediately.

As they passed by Mom, they couldn't help but spit at him a few times, and one of them even raised his foot and was about to kick Mom in the head and face!

"Don't move." The moment Chen Ci's voice rang out, his feet stopped abruptly in the air.

"Don't do anything you are not allowed to do."

"Benefactor, why!"

The man couldn't understand: the two benefactors came to rescue him, which meant they were on the same front with them, so why didn't they let him take revenge?

Chen Ci: "Go."

The young man withdrew his foot awkwardly, and could only glare at Mom before following the others to count.

This is one of the reasons why Chen Ci doesn't like to have too much contact with people. He hates talking unnecessary nonsense.

"Push him outside."

"Okay." Fu Tianhe took two steps forward and grabbed Mom's collar again, "Let's go!"

With Fu Tianhe holding a knife against her, Mom stood up, staggered over the bodies lying on the ground, and walked out of the room.

"Don't make any noise, and don't cause unnecessary trouble." Chen Ci said calmly to the others who were still tied up, "When the job is done, I'll let you all go."

Afterwards, Chen Ci looked at the women who were in charge of guarding. They were blocked by the long stick that Fu Tianhe was sweeping across. He also saw that even the battalion commander had no power to resist, so he shrank into the corner of the wall and tried his best to reduce his presence.

"I won't hurt you, and don't cause me any trouble."

Having said that, Chen Ci walked over to the only man, squatted down, took out two sharp knives from the man's arms, made sure there were no other sharp weapons, and walked out of the room.

Chen Ci ordered that no one was allowed to speak, and no one dared to say a word. However, everyone in the Lar camp looked at each other, expressing their surprise and astonishment with their eyes and mouth shapes.

Who are they? Why did they come to rescue?

As the only person who knew the whole story, Matchstick took a deep breath and couldn't control the trembling all over his body.

Not a tremor of fear, but a tremor of excitement.

She knew that her two benefactors had killed the terrifying giant squid, but it was too dark at the time and she was so frightened that she couldn't see the whole process.

He asked Chen Ci and Fu Tianhe for help because he was completely desperate.

I didn't expect these two brothers to be so strong. They were well-known Moms in the entire abandoned suburbs! They even subdued eight or nine people at the same time!

Matchstick lowered his head, sniffed, and tried to hold back the growing moisture in his eyes.

How lucky was she to have met two benefactors?

Fu Tianhe took Mom to the open space in the center of the camp.

This is a position that can be seen from all directions. As the rain gets heavier, people who have gone out keep coming back. Mom's presence here can serve as a very obvious warning to prevent any blind people from launching sneak attacks.

At this moment, more than twenty people have returned to the camp. They are all resting in their respective residences. The sound of rain is the best cover. When they hear the sound of fighting coming from the room and rush over, it is already too late.

They could only watch as Lal and his men counted the supplies. Mom's life depended on Fu Tianhe, so no one dared to act rashly.

Soon a large crowd gathered in the center, and everyone looked alert and stared at Fu Tianhe.

Fu Tianhe's hand holding the knife was still steady, resting on Mom's neck.

Only Fu Tianhe himself knew that he was almost dying of nervousness.

There are so many people here! If they all rush over, I will be beaten to death!

Chen Ci stood in the corridor at the side, supervising Lal and his men to take the inventory and making sure that the other people in the room would not cause any trouble.

He held the gun in his hand, his index finger loosely hooked on the trigger, the muzzle of the gun drooping.

Having witnessed what just happened, no one would doubt that if anyone dared to act rashly, the boy would raise his gun and shoot a bullet at them.

Well, however, Chen Ci and Fu Tianhe both knew that there was no bullet in the gun.

Half an hour later, Lal came over and reported the inventory results to Chen Ci.

"There are seventy-three mechanical cores in total, right?" Chen Ci only picked out the key points.

Lal nodded and continued, "You saved us. To express my gratitude, I am willing to give you forty mechanical cores. Please don't reject it. I just hope you can continue to protect us and bring us back."

This Lal was quite a good guy, and he got a few more than half of the amount that Matchstick had originally promised.

Chen Ci nodded, turned around, paused under the eaves, and finally stepped into the rain.

The rain was already falling heavily, and he was soaked almost instantly.

He came to the low shed in the middle and said to Mom, "What about you? What are you going to use to buy your life?"

Although he was very reluctant, Mom realized that even if his entire camp were put together, they might not be a match for these two people.

Mom panted twice, and said with red eyes: "I am willing to give you all the mechanical cores, as long as you help me kill them all!"

After saying this, Fu Tianhe couldn't help but scrape Mom's chin with the blade of the knife: "Kill them all, what do you think of us?"

Of course Chen Ci would not agree. He just wanted to make more money. Even if someone was killed, forget it.

Chen Ci didn't bother to argue with Mom anymore, and directly said loudly to the others who were standing around vigilantly:

"Forty mechanical cores in exchange for your leader's life."

Mom let out a sound of unwilling anger from his throat.

Chen Ci ignored him and looked at everyone else calmly. After a brief silence, a young man glanced at Mom and headed towards the warehouse.

From the looks of it, he looks like Mom's brother.

Five minutes later, the man came over with a box and placed it in front of Chen Ci.

"Here are forty mechanical cores. I hope you'll keep your promise."

Chen Ci just took a look, and his mental power automatically counted the number of mechanical cores for him, no more, no less, exactly forty.

"Leave it here. I'll let him go once everyone is gone."

The young man gritted his teeth, said nothing in the end, and returned to his original place.

Mom brought back a lot of things from Lar. Now everyone in the Lar camp was injured to varying degrees, so it was not convenient to bring all of them back at once.

Lal also knew that it was impossible to have everything, and it would be a great blessing to be able to recover most of the losses. After all, before that, he didn't know whether he could save his life.

As the leader of another camp, he would probably be thrown into the sea by Mom to feed the fish.

Chen Ci: “Are you done?”

Lar nodded. He had already packed up forty mechanical cores and said, "I hope you can go back with us. It's raining so hard in the camp that you're soaking wet. It's best to warm yourself by the fire to avoid getting sick."

"No need." Chen Ci rejected his suggestion. "Go and untie all of you. Take your things and leave now. We will leave here in two hours. Whether these people will cause trouble to you again by then is none of my business."

Chen Ci estimated the distance between the two camps and it would take about four hours to walk there. If they set out two hours in advance, Mom's men would not be able to catch up before they arrived.

Being rejected by Chen Ci, Lal did not force his request and only asked, "May I ask your name, benefactor?"

Chen Ci: "September."

Laer said sincerely: "I, Laer and everyone in the camp will remember the kindness shown by Master Jiu and the other elder brother today."

Suddenly becoming the big brother, Fu Tianhe's mouth twitched, but he finally tightened his mouth.

Lal went back to the room, and soon the rest of the people came out in twos and threes. Most of them had scars on their bodies, and they looked at Chen Ci with eyes full of admiration and respect.

The scavengers carried their belongings and set off for the camp under the leadership of Laer.

Matchstick hesitated at the end of the team. She wanted to say a few more words to Chen Ci and Fu Tianhe to express her heartfelt gratitude.

But she was afraid that her actions would be targeted, at least Mom must not know that she was the one who lured people here.

Through the rain, she met Chen Ci's gaze from afar.

Chen Ci shook his head at her.

Matchstick's uneasy heart suddenly calmed down.

The benefactor should also know that she is grateful. Since the benefactor has already received the deserved reward, she should not cause any more trouble.

Matchstick turned around, quickened her pace, kept up with the team, and gradually disappeared from the sight of Chen Ci and Fu Tianhe.

Chen Ci wandered around the camp by himself.

Countless eyes were focused on him, but no one dared to make a move.

The boy went straight into the food warehouse, took some water and fast food, and moved the stove to the tent where Fu Tianhe was.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he sat cross-legged on the ground and calmly made a fire and cooked.