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Chapter 1946 cruel city of exile

The Exile City is a place of exile, and this is a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak.

At the beginning, there was no city of exile.

However, as the number of exiles gradually increased, some exiles began to live together, forming gathering places one by one.

Subsequently, these gathering places gradually merged under the rule of some strong people, and eventually, a city of exile slowly formed.

The entire exile city was built by these exiles bit by bit.

It can be said that the city of exile belongs to everyone.

It is precisely because of this that there has never been any city lord or something like that in the exile city.

Because in everyone's hearts, they think they are the master of the exile city.

Even if a person is a powerful person enters the city of exile, he will be opposed by everyone if he wants to be a city lord.

Perhaps at the beginning, facing powerful forces, some people dare not fight against the ruler, but as time goes by, the ruler will find that his words are useless in the exile city.

Because these people were originally exiled, and many of them were lawless. They expected them to abide by the law and stop making jokes.

As a result, the chaos in the Exile City has been maintained until now.

Here, people of all powerful forces, a group of people under the rulers, exploit the weaker ones.

The city of exile lacks food, so let the lowest-level people go out to cultivate. Even if the efficiency is low, it is enough to support these strong people.

As for the weak?

Can their lives tell fortunes?

Many people in the exiled city died slowly in exploitation.

One day, they will die of exhaustion on the way to reclamation in the wild, or be eaten by wild beasts and monsters in the wild.

Or, stay in the city and slowly starve to death.

Because, hoping that those strong people will give alms to them? This is originally an impossible thing.

Qiaoma is a strong man in the Exiled City.

Under his command, hundreds of thugs ruled, and even in the exile city that lacked food, they were all fat and strong.

Relying on these people, Qiaoma occupied a large piece of territory.

In this territory, he is the supreme king.

No one can disobey his orders.

And the people at the bottom who lived under Qiaoma's rule were like living in real hell.

When Lucius was exiled, he had two children of the same age as him.

But in the end, only he survived.

The other two were exhausted when they were reclaimed in the wild.

Even before they died, Qiaoma beat them hard on the grounds that the harvest was too little this season and punished them for three days of food.

For a young child, not eating for three days and a beating would be fatal.

Even if they survived with great luck, they died on the fourth day on the way to the wasteland.

When they fell down, they never stood up again.

When he first arrived at the Exile City, it was Lucius's most trance.

He lost everything, but he also completed his revenge. He no longer knew what the meaning of his life was.

It was those two little friends who helped him keep food that could survive while the rest of him was snatching food.

They were also the ones who took care of him and enlightened him when he was in the worst mood.

Then Lucius watched them die before him.

He thought that he might have hope of living again, that is to start revenge again and revenge Qiaoma.

However, he did not have such power.

Moreover, even himself is almost dead, what qualifications are there to avenge others?

Until... he met the noble man in his destiny.

"Joma! Get out of here!"

Boom!!

The wooden door railing did not play any barrier role at all, and was kicked away by Lucius.

Through the kicked wooden door, you can still see the person inside, who seems to be tilting around and trying to get up.

Obviously, after his kick, many people inside were knocked to the ground. The powerful force made them unable to stand up for a while.

"Who dares to make trouble on Boss Qiaoma's territory?!"

An angry voice soon came out from inside.

A bald man rushed out from inside and saw Lucius standing outside at a glance. He showed a fierce expression on his face and said ferociously: "Boy, who are you? Why are you here to make trouble in our boss Qiaoma's territory?!"

"I'm just here to avenge my friends."

Is the Exiled City short of food?

lack.

But for these people, there is never a shortage.

For everyone in the Exile City, when they come in, they will know a word.

"Here, you may have nothing, but at least, you still have freedom."

Freedom is the only thing these exiles have.

However, people like Qiaoma were deprived of the only freedom of their exiles.

They were forced to do coolies, but if they didn't go, they would be killed directly, and they would not even let them leave the territory belonging to Qiaoma and go to the territory of others.

After finishing work every day, I locked in the cramped and humid woodshed, living like a pig or a dog.

In the end, they had to endure their beatings and bullying. Even if they were beaten to death, they would just throw the body out of the city at will.

This is the true face of the Exile City.

The so-called freedom is just aimed at these strong people.

The weak are not worthy of freedom.

"I'm really brave enough to come and cause trouble for us. Then I have to see if you have the ability!"

The bald man said, strode towards Lucius.

Lucius actually recognized this bald man.

He is the number one thug under Qiaoma, known as a fifth-level warrior, and is extremely powerful.

An ordinary person can be easily pinched to death like an ant in his hands.

However, Lucius looked at the other person now and had only one thought in his mind.

“So weak.”

"What did you say?!" The bald man's face suddenly became ugly when he heard Lucius's words.

weak?

He is the number one thug under Lord Qiaoma, a fifth-level warrior, is he still weak?

If he is also considered weak, then there will be few real strong people in the entire Exile City!

"Um……"

In the darkness, Chu Feng casually looked at the bald man's strength.

"From the perspective of ordinary people, they are indeed not weak. After all, if they are ordinary people who have no force at all, facing the innate, they are indeed no different from ants, just..."

Chu Feng laughed softly and didn't say anything.
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