Supreme pardon

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." The man nodded desperately, his saliva mixed with blood flowing out.

Wen Renjue let go of his hands in disgust, and grabbed the man by the neck. The leader was tall, but he was as fragile as a chicken in his hands.

"You guys, don't resist!" The man's voice was not loud because his tongue was injured.

However, it was enough for the people on his side to hear clearly.

Zhu Ge and the others beat most of the opponents to the ground, leaving only seven or eight people on the opposite side standing together.

"Squat down!" In order to save his own life, the leader immediately added a sentence after feeling the tightness on his neck.

However, his order didn't seem to be easy to use. The seven or eight people on the opposite side still held weapons and stood together vigilantly.

Wen Renjue said softly "Huh?"

The leader couldn't care less this time, and shouted: "Hurry up and throw away your weapons and squat down!"

"Brother Fang, you are not kind!" The seven or eight people looked at each other, and pushed out a middle-aged man with red hair. He stared at the man in Wen Renjue's hand, and taunted: "My buddy said it at the beginning. , don't attack this group of people, they are so many people, they are not easy to mess with, it is you who insisted on saying that they are well dressed and must have food on them, which caused so many deaths and injuries to us, and now you have to kill us for your life It’s unreasonable to hold hands and wait to die.”

"Mazi, how dare you not listen to me?"

"It's fresh, now you've become someone else's meat, what right do you have to order us again!"

"Yes, yes, we follow you just to make a living, we can't let everyone accompany you to die."

What the red-haired man said was obviously approved by the people behind him, and some people resisted the command of the leader.

Zhu Ge frowned very much watching this scene, this fight in the nest did not seem like acting, but the real living conditions in District 22.

As the rumors tell us, there is no such thing as a powerful class here, only survival.

Not many people could speak clearly, and most of the people on the other side rolled on the ground and couldn't get up, moaning vaguely.

The people who were called Brother Fang were terrified, thinking that he had only been the boss of this street for half a month, and this group of people didn't listen to him at first, but they had no choice but to gather around him slowly for food. After two days of bossing around, he was completely intoxicated.

"House, not buddy, let me tell you, every time we pick up food, we let you pick it first, but you are ugly, and you don't care about the lives of the brothers below. To be honest, we are just waiting for you to die."

"Pocket me, you kid..."

Throwing the person to the ground with a shake of his hand, Wen Renjue didn't hear the person finish speaking, the current situation couldn't be clearer.

"Are you going to fight to the end?" The voice was cold, and the impatience in the eyes was clear.

The man called Mazi raised his hands high, shook his head and said, "No, we don't want to be against you. We will let you out of this street. As long as you agree, we will leave immediately and never come back."

Zhu Ge looked sideways at Wenren Jue, he really didn't know how to deal with the current situation.

Let this group of people go, will they be acting or bringing others back for revenge, and if they continue to fight, someone on their side will be injured and need to be treated immediately.

Moreover, they haven't eaten for a long time, and they have gone through a fierce fight, so they don't have much strength.

"Okay!" Wen Renjue narrowed his eyes and stared at the other party, and said briskly, "You guys go!"

With permission, the seven or eight people on the opposite side still cautiously retreated towards them until they were some distance away, then turned around and ran away.

The house was thrown to the ground, and Wen Renjue's foot that stepped on his chest before was not light, which had already caused him internal injuries, and now it is difficult to breathe.

After letting go of the group of people, Wen Renjue looked around at the surrounding buildings again, and gave an order to the only tall, healthy and sober man: "Take us to your gathering point."

The thin and tall man doesn't have a high status in this group of people, if not for that, he wouldn't have been sent out to be the first person to attract firepower. After being captured by Wu Mingzhe, he has been lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. How could he have escaped the news? People pay attention.

Hearing the most vicious person talking to himself, he immediately jumped up from the ground and said honestly: "Go, horse, go right away."

He walked in the front, Wen Renjue followed behind, Zhu Ge gave orders to the rest, "Take them away!"

The subdued and injured people on the ground were all taken away together. The slender man did not play any tricks and honestly led them into a small alley. The pocket expression is loose.

The group of people said "give up this street", although the meaning is not clear, but Wen Renjue can judge that this group of people probably occupied this street, so their stronghold is not too far away.

Drilling around in the dilapidated alley, the slender man finally pushed open the wooden door on the side of the three-story building.

Compared with other seven or eight-storey buildings on the street, the building they walked into was inconspicuous.

Zhu Ge thoughtfully stayed behind the door, and waited for everyone on his side to go in, and then designated a few people to occupy the window and other positions to defend, and the others arranged to rest in turn.

Going up to the second floor, the slender man pointed to one of them and said, "We all rest here at night."

Bai Tan was the most excited. Compared to the other people's panic, he didn't think about what the future would be like tomorrow because he had someone by his side.

Wen Renjue pushed him away and walked in first.

Others followed in one after another, looking at the resting space where there were many old clothes and blankets on the floor.

Except for a half-new quilt on the dilapidated sofa in the innermost part, the rest of the room is a bed with a few clothes on the floor.

Zhu Ge arranged for some people to stay below to be on guard, and sent a few people to go to other rooms on the second floor to watch over the other people. Those who stay by his side are all playing well with him.

This group of people are usually more familiar with Wenren Jue in the society, compared to others who are afraid of Wen Ren Jue, they seem to be casual.

Seeing the appearance of the room clearly, I couldn't help it immediately.

"What kind of kennel is this!"

"Damn, what the fuck is that strange smell!"

The room is not small, but unfortunately there are only two small windows on all sides, and they are all nailed up with wooden boards. The floor is covered with clothes, broken cushions and even waste paper. I think the group of people who exchanged fire with them just now sleep together every night. it's here.

Where can the air and environment be better?

"Damn, there are still pots and bowls and chopsticks here!" Wu Mingzhe said disgustedly as if he had discovered the New World: "You don't want to still light a fire to eat in this house, do you?"

"Yes!" According to the meaning of Wen Ren Jue, four sober questions were brought in. In order to win the opportunity to show off, the man with a straight face couldn't wait to reply: "Only the boss is eligible to sleep on the sofa and eat first every day."

"Only after he has eaten can it be our turn to eat."

There was a lot of chatter, but it was just an exclamation, and all four of them wanted to say something.

Wen Renjue walked around the room, and when he came back, he saw Wu Mingzhe yelling at the four people, "Shut up!"

Even if the elites in their academy were not from big families, their family conditions were not too bad. Even the group of people with bad family background in their academy probably never lived in such a dirty and messy room.

"It would be nice to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. The main thing is safety." He spoke casually, but he got the moving eyes of the four people.

Wen Ren Jue invited everyone to sit down in the middle of the room, and surrounded the four people in a small area.

"Next, I want to ask you a few questions, and I hope you can cooperate."

He has a clear voice and sounds very kind.

The four of them nodded violently, "It must be, we will answer whatever brother asks!"

Wen Renjue accepted their promise with a smile, and said, "The first question, I want to know if you have a way to contact the Eastern Continent."

"No!" As if rushing to answer, one of the four immediately raised his hand unconsciously to answer.

Wen Renjue frowned, and said in a low voice, "I hope you can think carefully about the answer you want to say before answering the question."

"Brother, really not." The man who answered was a little scared, and hurriedly added: "In the outer streets like ours, there is little food, and we don't know much information, and we are the easiest to be killed every time. There is a way to contact the outside world, and it is not something we can grasp and know."

Although there are various rumors and stories about District 22, few people really know the details.

Zhu Ge and the others only heard some bizarre incidents, and they knew a little or two from the book. Compared with them, Wen Renjue knew a lot more about District 22.

After the establishment of Wang Yu, the mouse paid great attention to the collection of information in various aspects, and Shuyi gave strong support to Wang Yu in compiling various books.

There are a lot of materials that people are very interested in, and they will ask for a copy to come and have a look.

District 22 is the focus of his attention, but Zhu Ge and others don't know the situation here.

So, he looked up at the oldest prisoner, called out his name and said, "Tell me about the rules of survival in District 22."

"Ahem," organized the conversation, and the man who was named said nervously: "We are usually a group of people in a street, and everyone is looking for food. The 22nd district is full of desperadoes, and no one will produce food. and clothing, because they will be robbed."

Everyone survives by robbing and killing. Here, the order can be changed at any time, as long as they can survive.

"No one grows food, what do you want to eat?" Can't the entire royal area rely on robbing?That thing has to be finished, compared to Zhu Ge, Bai Tan knows less about District 22.

"Rely on interstellar garbage..." the man replied, and carefully glanced at Bai Tan curiously, "Our entire island is a place for interstellar humans to throw garbage. is the biggest."

"The closer to the center of the island, the more spaceships will be released, whether it's food or clothing. Unlike us, we haven't found food for a long time. Two companions starved to death a few days ago."

"Then why don't you go to the center of the island?" Bai Tan blinked, since it's such a chaotic place, so what about taking risks for food.

"Even if you go in, you will be killed in a short time. The closer you get to the streets in the middle of the island, the more devils roam there!" Even talking about the gang of people inside in such an outer street, the man is still terrified. shivering.

Bai Tan stopped talking, and instead grabbed Wen Ren Jue's sleeves.

Lamented: "My ominous premonition is stronger!"