Creating a Sandbox World

On the square of Kuangshan Town, following the orders issued by the military officers, more and more refugees were called in under the instructions of the Mayor, and they began to gradually search and arrest them in batches.

at the same time.

In the dark streets and alleys, a chunky black figure, like a civet cat, jumped silently between dilapidated buildings.

The black shadow was wrapped in thick clothes, and even the head was tightly packed, leaving only the eye holes.

On the back, there is a huge backpack buckled.

The pouch was bulging, as if it contained a lot of things. Just looking at it, I felt that the weight was heavy, but it didn't seem to affect Sombra's actions too much.

Whoosh—

The cold wind was howling.

The black shadow finally came to the outside of the most intact small building in the town, using both hands and feet, he climbed up the water pipe.

Go to the second floor and carefully push open the unsealed window.

Immediately, he jumped up and turned into the house.

Boom. Running continuously in the wilderness, the frozen hard boots stepped on the wooden floor, making a slight sound.

Pieces of snowflakes blew in from the window, and in the cold wind, the flames of the stove in the house began to shake.

This is not a big, but quite decent room.

About ten square meters, a plank bed, messy quilt not folded, it can be seen that the owner was in a hurry when he left.

Beside the bed was an old wooden table with some sundries on it, a notebook, an absorbent pen, and an unlit kerosene lamp.

Looking at the past, the notebook is a form for recording working hours, which is very scribbled. Obviously, this is the bedroom of the person in charge, the mayor of the mining town, and the agent of the burning company here.

The black shadow's gaze swept across the notebook, and then turned to look at the other side of the room.

A burning stove, a wash stand, and a wardrobe.

It looks safe.

The black shadow was relieved for a while, and immediately, under the bloated clothes, there was a protest from the hungry stomach: Gulu~

Boom. Gently placing the backpack on the ground, Soi Ying lay down proficiently, and leaned half of his body under the bed.

Sure enough, I saw that there were many boxes and bags hidden under the bed, which were stored food.

Dried cured meat, dried vegetables, mutated potatoes, wine... There are even cans!

As all the food was dug out, the pouting buttocks of the black shadow planing food became obviously heavy breathing, especially when a tin can was dug out, his eyes were almost red.

Vigilance also dropped.

At this moment, the black shadow only felt a thick and long thing behind him:

do not move!

Then there was a young voice.

! ! ! !

How could anyone?

who?

It was clear that it had been checked just now!

Soi Ying's hair stood on end, as if he had been splashed with ice water, and his whole body became stiff.

Raise your hands, step back... don't move around, otherwise... the voice was still speaking in a leisurely manner.

Heiying paused, raised his hands cooperatively, and slowly moved back...as if he had already admitted his fall, but in the next second, his body shrank and bounced!

The whole person turned around as quickly as lightning, raised his legs, and kicked the gun behind him away. At the same time, he turned his wrists.

bass!

bass!

In his hands, he pulled out two sharp knives like a conjurer, crossed his arms, and strangled Lin Tuo in a very fierce posture!

danger! !

in the room.

Lin Tuo, who was wearing a black down jacket, suddenly shrank his eyes!

In the blink of an eye, he saw two blades flickering with cold light attacking his face!

At this moment, he was highly alert, and his body slid sideways almost instinctively, trying to escape backwards.

Swoosh~

While the figure was shaking, two knives almost brushed his cheeks,

Lin Tuo, who had no experience in life-and-death battles, broke out in a cold sweat.

Just as he was about to fight back, he was surprised to see that the black shadow missed the blow and twisted around to grab the huge backpack on the ground.

The body shrinks and bounces again, and rushes towards the window like a spring!

pretense!

The opponent didn't expect to kill him at all with this blow, but just wanted to force him back, so as to gain a chance to escape!

Want to run?

Seeing this scene, Lin Tuo felt a surge of anger in his heart, all the cells in his body were awakened, and the ether in his body surged.

The whole person took a step back, forcibly speeding up with the ancient martial arts handed down in his family, and rushed to the window, his right hand turned into an eagle claw, and locked Soi Ying's ankle fiercely.

Come back to me! With a yell in his heart, Lin Tuo yanked and forcibly pulled back the black shadow that flew out with most of his body.

at the same time.

A knee bump hit Sombra hard in the abdomen.

The other party snorted suddenly, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his whole body curled up in pain like a cooked prawn.

Lin Tuo's knee bump was astonishingly powerful.

Therefore, one second after the shot, he realized that his shot was too heavy!

After all, with this strength, if it was an ordinary person, his internal organs would rupture and he would be on the verge of death.

Fortunately, the physical strength of this black shadow seemed to be different from that of ordinary people. Although he rolled on the ground in pain, it didn't seem too serious.

Dangling. Seeing this, Lin Tuo just kicked away the dagger in the opponent's hand, and then pulled a thick hemp rope to tie the opponent's hands and feet.

Don't move around, don't shout, or I don't care if I attract those people.

Lin Tuo threw down a word, tied a knot, got up and closed the window, and then turned back, and found that this man was really tough, and he really didn't make a sound when he heard what he said.

He just inhaled heavily, and it seemed that the pain was not light.

Lin Tuo hesitated for a moment, and simply stretched out his hand to cut open the opponent's clothes to check the injury, but he never thought that the opponent suddenly struggled violently.

Do not touch me!

The voice was immature, slender, and full of threats.

Female? Hearing this voice, Lin Tuo froze for a moment, really surprised.

After all, this padded coat is too bulky. From the outside, it looks short and fat, and it is impossible to distinguish between men and women.

He reached out and forcibly tore off the other party's hat, hood, mask, and a pair of cold-proof goggles. Under the firelight, an extremely immature, delicate and fair face was revealed.

This is an impressively young girl, with childishness still remaining in her eyebrows and eyes, she is estimated to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, maybe not yet.

His face was pale and weak, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was breathing in pain, but his eyes were staring at him fiercely.

Uh……

Lin Tuo paused, and his heart was full of astonishment. He thought this hunted guy was some kind of dangerous element.

Otherwise, two military vehicles would not have been dispatched to arrest them, and the short fight just now proved this point.

This is completely different from what I imagined!

However, seeing that the other party was only in pain, not vomiting blood or anything, and the injury was probably fatal, Lin Tuo was only surprised for a moment, and then said with a straight face, expressionless:

It seems that you are now my prisoner.

The girl maintained a vicious expression, and was also looking at Lin Tuo, with a flash of surprise in her eyes:

Aren't you with them?

Lin Tuo's clothing and temperament were obviously very different from those of the soldiers.

No, from her point of view, the mysterious man in front of her seemed to be out of tune with this world, different from everyone she had met in the past few years.

Otherwise? Lin Tuo exhaled lightly, bent down from the ground, picked up the rusted steel pipe that was kicked away by the girl, dragged a chair over, sat down slowly, and said with a sneer:

If I have a gun in my hand, where is your chance to resist?

This sentence was regarded as acquiescing, and the hostility in the girl's eyes weakened slightly, but she still said nervously:

Then who are you? The old eastern region? The wilderness hunter? Or the thug of the Huishan Group?

What a ridiculous name... Lin Tuo sat in the chair leisurely, even raised his legs, and said lightly:

You have to understand your identity, you are my prisoner now, so you can only be interrogated by me.

After a pause, Lin Tuo asked the first question: Your name?

silence.

In the room, the girl bit her lips tightly when she heard the words, and turned her head away, obviously showing a tough gesture of refusing to cooperate.

Your name? Lin Tuo asked again, then clicked his tongue, and suddenly his eyes moved, and the steel pipe in his hand was picked at the girl's neck, and a metal necklace was pulled out.

Ah! What are you going to do? The girl shrank back in horror, but it was probably touching the wound and moaning in pain.

Lin Tuo ignored her and forcibly tore off the necklace, only to find that it was not a decorative necklace but an identity card.

At the bottom of the necklace hangs a piece of brass-colored metal with crossed swords and the words Floating Doom.

Turn it over, on the back is a string of codes, and a name that is very different from the wasteland style:

Huaxi? What's your name? Lin Tuo raised his head and asked.

The girl didn't speak, but turned her head away more vigorously.

It seems so.

Lin Tuo secretly thought, feeling the remaining body temperature on the necklace, he continued to ask:

What is the floating doomsday? An organization? It sounds like the name.

Well, I guess it's the faction you belong to?

So, the Huishan Group you mentioned just now should be the name of some forces? Where do the soldiers who captured you belong?

Tsk... I won't encounter any confrontation between the forces of the Wasteland Group...

Listening to Lin Tuo's chatter, the girl named Huaxi's eyes became more and more confused.

She was keenly aware that this mysterious man should not have lied.

After all, right now I am like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered... So, is it really unclear?

But how could this be?

Forget about the old districts in the east, they are just small local forces.

In this era of inconvenient communication, it is normal not to be known.

But even the Huishan Group and the Floating Doomsday have never heard of it, but they have such a strong combat power, which is really incredible.

Thinking of combat power... Huaxi's doubts deepened.

Through the battle just now, she has confirmed that the opponent's strength and fighting skills far exceed her own.

It can even be said to be crushed.

But combat experience seems to be extremely scarce.

This is also the reason why he almost managed to escape under the risk of his life before.

Yes, Kong has great strength and skill, but seriously lacks experience.

On the young face of the other party, there is no ferocity and violence of the Wastelanders at all. Even with a straight face, it still looks gentle.

All in all, very odd.

And, brother, you are interrogating me!

I don't answer, according to the routine, shouldn't you use torture?

Like breaking off a limb or something?

Or stuff the steel pipe into the stove, heat it up, and stick it on yourself?

What is the rationale for your elated analysis there?

Will you interrogate the captives?

Do you want me to teach you?

At this moment, in the small building in Mining Town, Huaxi's little heart, who was tied to the floor in a duck sitting posture, suffered a strong impact from the outside.

His expression was in a trance, and he was defeated.