Just before the tall man had time to recover, the bald driver, who was still in the driving seat, pounced over.

I don't know when a sharp three-edged bayonet suddenly appeared in my hand, and relying on the huge inertia, it was fiercely inserted into the tall man's back.

The knife was very long and penetrated the tall man's body. Blood spurted out from the wound and splashed all over Ah Lian's body.

Even in the late Tang Dynasty, which I had lived for two lifetimes, I had never seen such a turbulent scene with blood splattering.

But Ah Lian sat there calmly, just wiping his blood-stained face with his hand.

"Hu Da, you are really careless. You stain my clothes every time. Do you know that the water in the base is very tight now?" Ah Lian complained to the bald driver.

The tall man's body gradually softened, and the driver casually left him aside.

"Don't come here, otherwise I will kill him!" Seeing that his companion was easily killed within a few seconds, the fat man who was holding the middle-aged man was completely panicked.

"If I want to kill you, I'll kill you." The driver wiped the knife in his hand nonchalantly and walked towards the other gangster.

His slow pace was like a devil in the eyes of the fat man, and death was approaching him step by step.

"I, I really did it!" The fat man's body was trembling in the same way as the middle-aged man he was holding hostage.

After struggling for a few seconds, the fat man seemed to have made up his mind and stabbed the fruit knife in his hand fiercely into the middle-aged man's body.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s not very skilled in the business yet, but the fruit knife didn’t penetrate the middle-aged man’s vital points. Instead, it made the middle-aged man’s struggle more intense.

The woman sitting on the other side tightly covered her child's eyes, while the coquettish beauty who came with the middle-aged man also shrank back, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.

At this time, everyone no longer knew what they were more afraid of. Seeing all this, the driver and conductor who remained calm seemed to make people feel more uneasy than the gangsters.

The blood splattered in front of his eyes did not stop the driver. He walked slowly but firmly to the trembling fat man, and gave him a blow with a knife in his hand.

After the middle-aged man next to him gained a brief freedom, he quickly covered his wounds and ran away from the gangster.

"Hei, do you want bandages and medicine? I'll give you the box in your hand in exchange." The driver pointed at the middle-aged man, still holding the box in his hand.

Obviously, he has been coveting this box for a long time.

"Okay, I'll change, I'll change!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of reluctance, and he slowly released his hand and pushed the box out.

At this time, even a fool knows that his box cannot be saved.

The driver was very happy with the food of the man in front of him. He picked up the box, took out some gauze and other things from his pocket, and threw it on the ground.

I turned back to the driver's seat, started, and started the car, all at once, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Ah Lian put the bag on his body again and counted his "tickets" without looking like he was surviving the disaster.

Perhaps the impression left by the late Tang Dynasty on Ah Lian was too good, and his calm reaction just now was too hard to ignore.

Ah Lian turned around, smiled harmlessly at Tang Mo, and patiently explained something.

"Those who make our money are used to encountering very similar things every day, and they no longer make a fuss about it."

Tang Mo nodded. In today's world, those who can run buses are indeed not ordinary people.

Today's people's hearts are not as old as they used to be. Morality and justice have long since disappeared without a trace. Without any real strength, who has the guts to make such money?

"They are not good people either. Can you smell the stink on their bodies? It is the smell of our kind. People nowadays are crazy if they want to live."

Ah Lian didn't speak clearly, but Tang Mo understood it.

In these days when there is no food and drink, in order to survive, people are willing to eat anything, whether it is soil, paper, cotton or... similar things.

As long as people have eaten human flesh, they can no longer be called human beings. They are more terrifying than alien beasts.

In order to survive, they dare to do anything, like devils coming out of hell.

At the end of Tang Dynasty, he nodded towards Ah Lian to express his understanding.

Ah Lian did not take action in this battle, but Tang Mo had a certain assessment of the bald driver in his heart.

The comprehensive attribute value may not be as high as mine, but the strength must be extremely high.

If it were him, Tang Mo would be replaying this battle in his mind.

He wasn't afraid of these two people, but if he really wanted to deal with them, he wouldn't be able to do it more efficiently than the bald driver.

Ah Lian did not participate in this battle, but judging from his calm attitude at the time and the driver's respect for him, Ah Lian was probably even more powerful than the bald driver.

People in this era only respect the strong. This is an iron law.

The 10-minute journey didn't take long, and the bus soon stopped at the entrance of Huacheng Base.

"Get off the car in a moment. You can come with me. I've been staying at this base for a long time. I'll be your guide. How about I charge you half a pack of biscuits?"

At the end of Tang Dynasty, he didn't know or understand why Ah Lian's attitude towards him was very different from that of ordinary people.

At this time, at the end of Tang Dynasty, he had short hair and a peaked cap covering his eyes, his face was dark, and he had basically no sense of beauty at all.

"Okay, deal."

She was planning to stay in this base for a while, and she also wanted to find the Alliance Exchange. It would not be a bad thing to get to know more people and have a guide.

The passengers in the car walked out one after another and reached the gate of Huacheng Base.

Now is the early stage of the establishment of the base. All major bases accept survivors for free and provide a certain amount of meals every day.

In the later stages, at the end of Tang Dynasty, he knew that before entering or leaving the base, he had to hand over one or two crystal stones.

Daily meals can only be exchanged for completing tasks.

There is no free lunch in the world.

The beautiful woman has separated from the middle-aged man, and they are standing far apart.

After all, the middle-aged man who lost the box and was injured is nothing more than a burden to him.

"Can so many people live in the base?" Looking at the flow of people coming and going, Tang Mo couldn't help but have some questions.

Huacheng Base is nothing more than a small base. Even if it is a base, it only has an area of ​​two residential areas.

However, a high wall was built outside, and some towers were built at the four corners of the high wall, so that the situation in the distance could be seen.

There are people guarding the city gate 24 hours a day, and the guards all have guns in their hands, which makes the people living in the base feel very safe.
Chapter completed!