Chapter 5: Ghost Squad
"Li Yu!" Mo Duo mustered up the courage to come to Li Yu. He needed an explanation. He had been holding it in for a whole day. He treated Li Yu as a friend and even brought him apples. It would have been fine if Li Yu didn't eat them, but he treated him as a prisoner.
"Mo Duo... By the way..." Li Yu suddenly remembered something and took out a piece of barbecue wrapped in a plastic bag from his arms and handed it to him: "I brought it specially for you. Thank you for the apple."
Mo Duo widened his eyes, a little surprised, pursed his lips, and took the plastic bag: "Thank you..."
He spoke in a low voice, walked back with his head down, holding the plastic bag, and his face could not be seen clearly.
The hunter sighed, no wonder this little brother didn't know the good of women, it turns out...
However, he did not discriminate against this kind of feeling.
"It's great to be young..." He could only mutter like this, and then raised the brim of his hat: "Is there anything for me?"
Li Yu put his hand into his arms, and the hunter's sharp eyes lit up. Could it be that... he had begun to condemn himself for wanting to kill this young man.
"Sorry, no..." Li Yu searched for a long time, but his hands were still empty, so he said apologetically.
hunter:"……"
It was a silent night. Little Chaonao faithfully performed his mission in the dark. He excitedly swung his new arm, holding the gun with his other hand, and his one eye emitted a flashing red light in the darkness.
“Five meters…one meter, five meters…one meter…” it made a low sound.
It was not at a very high place, because through the sniper rifle's perspective aiming, most of the obstacles could be seen through, and it also prevented the fat man from secretly looking for the sniper.
…
"ah……"
A shrill scream broke the dawn. The three people leaning on the scrap iron sheets opened their eyes almost at the same time and rolled to the ground subconsciously.
He looked around vigilantly, crawling on all fours, even his breathing became much weaker, and the rotten smell of dust rushed into his nostrils.
This is a place without rules. You must stay vigilant at all times, otherwise you may not even know when you will die.
The three of them looked at each other, and when they realized that the shrill roar was still some distance away from them, they slowly stood up.
The hunter frowned, his cowboy hat seemed to be welded to his head, and he looked into the distance: "The day after tomorrow is the time to go to the underground black market. Those guys who haven't collected enough money will be unable to hold back."
The black hole technology of optoelectronic technology does not distinguish between living things and garbage, and swallows them all together. I have seen such scenes several times in my previous life. It is so shocking.
It is said that the garbage can be converted into compressed energy, but the cost is not small, so Optoelectronic Technology will only recycle it once every six months at most.
Gurgle!
A head rolled out from a nearby corner. There were only two dry blood holes where the eyes should be. The mouth was wide open in a strange arc, mixed with excitement and pain.
The hunter's eyes flashed, and he looked in the direction where the head rolled out: "A head with eyes gouged out, only a man who slept with you would do this."
A pair of white feet stepped out first, followed by a delicate thigh. The skin was very white, and it didn't look like it had been exposed to the sun for a long time.
Only a few pieces of cloth were used to cover the key parts of her body. Her figure was breathtaking, but there were several very deep scars. The marks left did not destroy the overall beauty, but instead gave people a primitive desire.
The damp red on her skin was fading away. The widow took a bottle of grey mud and poured it on herself. It quickly dried up and solidified on the surface of her skin, which protected her skin from being burned by the scorching ultraviolet rays.
It was like a strange smile on the face of the abyss: "A guy who had no chance of asylum wanted to taste a woman again before he died. I satisfied him."
Perhaps it was due to the tragic experience, or perhaps it was due to psychological distortion, it was not difficult to climb onto the widow's body, as long as one was willing to dig out his eyes and let the widow take his life afterwards.
"There are no desperate people here..." The hunter couldn't help but look around, but he restrained himself.
"Of course I know..." The widow's eyes fell on Li Yu: "I heard that you have contact with an extraordinary big shot?"
Li Yu narrowed his eyes, as calm as the Dead Sea: "Where did you hear that from?"
There is only one answer, and that is Fatty San. The widow's nod confirmed his idea.
"The water here is much deeper than you think..."
She spoke meaningfully, raising her voice slightly, making her voice sound like a roar.
Li Yu frowned. He had already reached a deal with Fatty San yesterday. Why would Fatty San deliberately spread his news? Who would he spread the news to?
Everyone here is a group of scavengers. Even Fatty San is afraid of the people he made up. How dare he provoke the scavengers?
"This woman is setting a trap for you..." The hunter couldn't help but say, "She is looking for someone who can avenge her, her husband..."
“Hunter…!” The widow’s shrill roar was like the whine of a banshee, making people frown involuntarily.
"It's... my perverted ex-husband..." the hunter added urgently, and only then did the widow calm down.
"He is a person from the wealthy area. He has a certain status and is not something that ordinary people can mess with."
The hunter's kind reminder seemed to be from Li Yu's perspective.
"It's just an investment..." The widow shook her head. She didn't seem to have any weapons on her body, and her physical strength didn't seem to be strong, but she made everyone here feel afraid.
"As long as you can crush that bastard to death when you are able to do so."
The widow was sincere enough that she didn't need to swear, just a casual promise.
And promises, to scavengers, are the least valuable things.
Li Yu scanned the widow's body without any cover until his eyes fell on the face that disgusted everyone.
His eyes were calm, without any waves, no disgust, and no avoidance: "What do you know?"
Under Li Yu's calm gaze, the widow subconsciously avoided his gaze. She was used to other people's disgust, and suddenly met someone so indifferent, which really made her feel a little at a loss.
But it was only for a moment. She took a few steps forward and kicked away the bottles and jars under her feet.
"Do you know the Ghost Squad?"
"Ghost Squad!" Li Yu didn't react much, but the hunter's reaction was surprising.
He shuddered and subconsciously looked around, looking for the most suitable escape route.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he awkwardly pressed down the brim of his hat, coughed dryly, and regained his aloof demeanor, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't that just a rumor?"
The widow scoffed, but the sound of her laugh sounded like the howling of a crow.
"Rumors..." She shook her head. Because the movement was so large, parts of her body that shouldn't be shaking were shaking, causing the three men present to look over involuntarily, then pretend to look away.
Young people only look at the face, adults look at the legs and breasts, temperament is a plus, and apart from the face, everything else about a widow can be considered excellent.
