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Chapter 276 There are levels everywhere!
Although the night was already deep, Gasoline Town was still brightly lit.

Various entertainment activities are still going on noisy inside.

Gambling, nightclubs, games of all kinds.

In this era when human life is as cheap as a dog, there are countless people who are willing to sell their bodies in exchange for income from Weibo.

If you can survive, that's great, but if you fail, it's just leaving this difficult world.

At the gate of Gasoline Town, several soldiers in simple armor were guarding.

But it was already late now, and they weren't that focused.

Either sitting on the ground and smoking, or leaning against the wall to sleep.

Seeing Yan Chong and the others approaching, the soldiers became interested.

"What are you doing, do you have a pass?" one of the leaders asked.

When he arrived, Yan Chong had already asked about the situation in Hawke's Gasoline Town.

"Today is Amnesty Day, and everyone has the right to enter Gasoline Town to have fun." Yan Chong said.

As he spoke, he skillfully took out a can and stuffed it into the guard's hand.

"Help me." Yan Chong said.

"The time has passed..." The leader looked at the sky.

In this dark night, I don't know how he sees the time.

"We are really in a hurry." Yan Chong said, "If we can complete the task, we will have a lot of spare parts when we come out."

On the wasteland, there is no universal currency.

Even under the rule of Immortal Old Joe, he had no intention of issuing currency.

He is a local warlord who only wants to let himself and his children rule this land for generations to come, and has no interest in developing the economy.

Therefore, the civilians mainly use the situation of barter to make a living.

But cannibals have better heads.

Therefore, in addition to hard currencies such as food, water, gasoline, and bullets, parts used to repair cars have become trading items that can be referred to.

Most of the people in Gasoline Town have cars, and most of their vehicles are assembled vehicles, which cannot lack various replacement parts.

So parts, in many cases, can also be spent as money.

Yan Chong said he had the parts, but he promised the guards would give them money.

But the doorman has been working here for many years, what kind of villain has he never seen?

He didn't want to hear such empty promises.

"Bring out some more cans!" said the doorman, "Don't try to lie to me, I know you still have them!"

Xu Guangyuan stretched out his double-barreled shotgun from behind and pointed it at his head.

"Don't push yourself too hard, bastard!" Xu Guangyuan said.

The guards weren't very scared at first, after all, there were a lot of people on their side, and they all carried guns.

But then he saw the crimson armor Xu Guangyuan was wearing.

"Vulture?" The guard was a little scared.

"I'm not a vulture. I've already killed the vulture." Xu Guangyuan acted fiercely, "If you keep talking nonsense, you will end up like him!"

"Let go!" the guard said immediately.

The reputation of the vultures is like thunder in this area, and they are considered to be the largest gang among the gangs roaming around.

They often come to Gasoline Town and are very vicious. Not only the people, but also the soldiers are afraid of him.

After all, these guards came out to work, not the regular army.

Those who can kill vultures can also kill them.

So the guard immediately chose to let him go.

"It's still your method that works!" Yan Chong hurriedly threw two rainbow farts over, "I believe your reputation will definitely shock the entire Gasoline Town!"

"Haha!" Xu Guangyuan nodded, "It depends."

But in fact, he was already a little dazed by Yan Chong's flattery.

Gasoline Town is said to be a town, but it is actually more like a fortress, and the space inside is not enough for vehicles to pass through.

They need to park their cars in dedicated parking lots.

"The car is not bad." There was no special person to guard the parking lot. Instead, there were many guys with weird hairstyles and nose rings wandering around.

Their living conditions are better than those wild mice outside, at least they have a place to shelter from wind and rain, but in fact, their level may not be as good as those wild mice.

Seeing Yan Chong drive in, they came over.

After all, this is the vehicle driven by Rectus' subordinates. It can be seen that it is a professionally modified vehicle. Although the appearance looks the same, it is much better than ordinary people's vehicles.

"Thank you everyone," Yan Chong quickly put on a cowardly look, "Please help take care of me."

Yan Chong humbly took out a can of food again.

Bribes, but not high bribes.

Show off your strength and whet the opponent's appetite, but don't satisfy it.

Seeing the things in Yan Chong's hands, these punks felt the temptation of food, and at the same time smelled Yan Chong's weakness.

"Talk to the uncle politely!" said the leader of these punks, "Are you sending a beggar?"

As he said that, he slapped Yan Chong's face with a slap.

Yan Chong had actually been prepared for it a long time ago.

Anyway, he didn't need to walk too much in the car, so he swallowed the stone ahead of time and entered the stone state.

The state of stone and the effect of dragon scales made Yan Chong's face very hard.

That little gangster was a real slap, and he hit it with all his strength, and the bones of his hand were fractured at that time.

But in front of his subordinates, he couldn't show it, so he could only continue to shout and take his hand back.

And Yan Chong performed just right here, yelling "Ouch", and then "falling" to the ground, rolling all over the floor.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Yan Chong exchanged repeatedly, but he refused to take out a new can.

He just wanted to see if this little gangster had enough brains to dare to kick him again.

This little bastard who hit someone really hurt, he couldn't even raise his hand now, so he didn't do it again, but the little brothers next to him didn't know the big brother's mental journey.

Seeing Yan Chong splashing on the ground like touching porcelain, one of them was just a run-up at the time, and Yan Chong kicked a football when he came over.

"Get me up..."

Before he could utter the word "come", this kick seemed to hit a stone pier.

There was a crisp sound of "cracking", and a row of small bones on his feet were all broken.

He couldn't stand up at that time, and lay on the ground, "Aiyo" with Yan Chong.

Xu Guangyuan next to him looked at it, and was not angry at all.

Are you a new method of touching porcelain?
Why are you still lying together?

"Be honest!" Xu Guangyuan cursed, and then took out his double-barreled shotgun, "We'll just go in and stay for a while. If there's a scratch on our car when I come out, I'll make all of you die !"

(End of this chapter)