MTL - Black Ride-Chapter 6 Under the safe area

An Yi stood on a small step and put on a arrogant expression. He didn't need a loudspeaker to make a clear voice that made the whole square people listen.

"A basket of herbs 1 yuan, 1 yuan a bowl of porridge! Collected high-value herbs to the next supervisor to review, high-priced herbs can be exchanged for 3 yuan a basket, canned meat 30 yuan, first come, change End! Know that you are hungry like a wolf, this uncle repeats the rules! If you dare to rob the others in this square, the uncle will use this gun to open a ventilating hole in your chest! Let's get started! ”

With a wave of ease, the staff who distributed the food and Changlong began to move busy. The ease stood on the high platform and looked at every hungry who went to change food. Some of them were scarred teenagers, and they had a life. A large number of middle-aged people, a very small number of women. Because it is difficult to go to the mountains to collect medicines, in addition to the mountain roads that are far away and difficult to walk, we must also identify the varieties of herbs at the foot of the mountain, and even if we dig up the herbs, we must also worry about the smell of human animals. The bully who robbed the road. Almost every day, I can safely stand here and change one or two bowls of porridge to survive today. It is already a blessing in misfortune.

Those who do not have the ability to work, the safe areas can not afford to raise, let them starve to death in despair. In addition to the value of some women, there is still some value. No one will pity the waste of waste of air. If they are robbed of food, they will be killed by the people and others on the spot.

In order to establish order in desperation and lack of food, **** forces are needed, and the fear of building the hearts of survivors day by day, at this point, ease is done very well.

A dark and thin boy changed his porridge and carefully held his iron wrist with his hands. His small eyes and his cockroaches were like a passing mouse. When he had the tendency to leave the square, countless people were hungry. The green eyes locked him in a straight brush. Once he dared to leave the square managed by the supervisors such as Comfort, they would rush out from the dark corners of the closed corners and take away the food in the hands of the little boy.

The little boy certainly didn't dare. He went to a light-free alley and waved his hand. In a short while, there was a middle-aged woman who walked against the wall. The woman is already skinny, and the clothes on her body are all made of linen. Her reddish-brown skin and the body that touched the bones at a touch, no man who wants to vent is willing to approach.

"Mom, let's drink." The little boy shuddered at the food that he had worked hard for a day and handed it to his mother. The woman showed a fragile and powerless smile and took the porridge.

She only drank one-fifth and returned the porridge to her child.

"Child, you drink." Her voice is calm, as if she has been desperate for reality. As a mother can't raise her children, she will fall to the children to raise. If she is a self-blame, she will have been pierced by the wooden piles. . Let her keep alive and live in the world, only the disappointment of the child.

The little boy looked at his mother, and his eyes could not suppress the tears. He also tasted a bite and then gave the porridge to his mother.

"Mom, one person."

If you put it in the civilized era, there is a lot of tears in this scene. But in this dawning night after the night, for the residents of the safe area that have not completely struggled from the night, they are willing to help. The number of mothers and children is zero.

Because everyone has only one breath left, people with work ability, in addition to raising their families, have the kindness and spare energy to help.

Soon, there was only a bowl of porridge, and there was only one fifth of the porridge. The little boy wanted the mother to drink, and the mother refused. The two sat against the wall in the corner of the square. Not many people paid attention to the mother and child. .

At this time, an old grandmother sitting next to her mother and son suddenly leaned over. She shivered and gave the little boy a hand with a leathery bone. He said pitifully: "Good boy, both of you and the mother have eaten something. Apo is still hungry, and her grandmother is going to starve to death... I beg you, good boy, can you give the rest of the porridge to the grandmother..."

The little boy glanced at the old grandmother, and the hands suddenly held the iron bowl tightly, but looked at the poor old grandmother, the voice of the half-dead body, and the heart gradually softened. The little boy then cast a look for help from his mother.

"Children, how much, you can eat it yourself. You obviously have a long body, how is a bowl of porridge?" The mother stroked the boy's head and said with a smile.

The little boy understood the meaning of the mother. He looked down and prepared to drink the last bit of porridge. Fortunately, he worked hard tomorrow to bring life-saving food to his mother. But he still couldn't bear to turn his head and glanced at the grandmother. If he didn't give the other person food, maybe she would die in a few hours.

But if you give it, you and your mother can live for a few more days.

The little boy fell down and made a choice. He took the bowl and prepared to drink it, but the old woman suddenly grabbed the crutches on the ground and slammed the left waist of the boy~www.novelbuddy.com~The little boy screamed The right side fell, the iron bowl landed, and the remaining one-fifth bowl of porridge fell to the ground.

The old grandmother seems to have a sudden strength. She is like a hungry wild dog rushing to the beach porridge that fell to the ground, picking up her tongue quickly and sending this food to her mouth.

However, a shadow suddenly shrouded the old lady who was rushing to eat. The face of the comfort was like a frost, like a villain in hell, he spit out a cold sentence.

"Blatantly robbing others of the labor income, die!"

boom! The Colt Rattlesnake played a brutal music, and the dirty blood was splashed on the ground. The old grandmother’s face fell on the ground in the porridge. The glory of the eyes still left the thirst for food and a doubt. . This gives all the hungry people who are stunned by their horrible irons on their shoulders!

The devil supervisor who maintains order is comfortable and never licks his bullets.

An Yi smashed the dirty leather boots to the ground. If nothing happened to stand back on the high platform of the audience, what happened at the corner of the square attracted the attention of all the hungry people in the square, but only a minute; they All head down, figuring out how to drink the porridge that I got today, or luck, grab a can.

As for the old woman who has become a dead body, there is no sympathy at all. The devil supervisors are very ruthless in maintaining order. They have been used for a long time, and he is in the interest of the hungry people who protect their work. What dissatisfaction they can have.

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