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The originally dark and weird store had a facelift, a big change?

Several huge iron cages were placed outside without any disguise.

The goods contained in the cage are naturally extremely weak living people.

There are men and women among them, but hardly any old people.

Most of them are girls in their teens, and they are barely good-looking, but because of hunger and thinness, they look extraordinarily weak and pitiful.

See the arrival of Anle.

Most of them were indifferent, just staring at the air in front of them with indifferent eyes as if they were dead.

Only a few raised their numb eyes and glanced at An Le.

But they all kept silent, as if the ability to talk to people had long been deprived from their bodies.

From the day they become "goods", the fate of these people is no longer in their hands.

An Le frowned silently.

It hadn't been long since the deal between him and Granny Spider that day, and the agreed deadline had just arrived.

Why is there such a big change here?

It's not hard to see that the business in this shop is obviously not the work of Granny Spider.

Before An Le walked in.

A thin and wretched figure came out from the door.

"Welcome, shop..."

The other party's words had just been spoken, but they were stuck in his throat, and he was trembling slightly.

He was actually a familiar person to An Le.

It was Xu Sanlai who led the way for Anle last time and pushed him to cooperate with Granny Spider.

He still has the same rogue-like appearance, with only one right ear left.

The slightly obvious change is that his left arm, which was originally atrophied, has been cut off together with the root, and has become a complete disability.

However, from nowhere, Xu Sanlai connected a prosthetic limb made of a mixture of machinery and copper pipes.

The whole person's painting style has changed significantly.

An Le was really surprised at this moment.

You know, Xu Sanlai's strength is not much different from Grandma Spider's, but it can only be said that it is very different.

How did he manage to occupy the magpie's nest and become the owner of this shop in just over a week?

Also, his arm...

Since An Le used the same face as when he came last time, Xu Sanlai recognized him easily.

This is also the result of Anle's deliberate effort.

He didn't have any ink marks, squinted his eyes slightly, and asked with a murderous look.

"Grandma Spider, where is it?"

"Boss, boss... it's you!"

"I didn't expect you to come to the shop again, this is really shabby...

Before Xu Sanlai finished his usual flattering words, he heard Anle repeat again.

"Grandma Spider, where is it?"

Xu Sanlai, who still wanted to delay and prevaricate, had a stiff expression, and cold sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

He knew that the other party was definitely a ruthless person who killed people without batting an eyelid.

If you don't tell the truth again, you will most likely die on the spot.

However, the truth of this matter...

After a brief struggle and hesitation, Xu Sanlai had a mournful face. Repeatedly said.

"Boss, I am innocent. The matter of Granny Spider really has nothing to do with me."

"So, what happened?"

Under the coercion of An Le Senran's killing intent, Xu Sanlai could only tell what he knew in detail.

Just yesterday morning.

When Xu Sanlai passed Granny Spider's shop, he unexpectedly discovered that there was only a mess left here.

The corpses of mutated creatures are everywhere.

Purple and green dirty blood splashed all over the place.

Xu Sanlai also saw two black legs that were broken off from Granny Spider's legs.

And the many sophisticated experimental instruments he saw that day were all removed.

Some large-scale equipment that is inconvenient to take away is destroyed on the spot.

The small laboratory inside does not look like its original appearance at all.

As for Granny Spider herself, she was nowhere to be seen.

From Xu Sanlai's point of view, there is a high probability that Granny Spider was approached by her enemies, and then all the capital she had accumulated over the years was wiped out.

Because in the black market, there are not many ready-made facades, and they are often only owned by people with a certain status and strength.

Of course Xu Sanlai has no skills and no backing.

So with the idea of ​​pretending to be a tiger, he wanted to "borrow" this venue temporarily, and start his own business by the way.

To be honest, Xu Sanlai never thought that An Le would come to her again.

After all, in the abandoned capital, the crouching tiger hides the dragon inside the city, and the situation changes rapidly.

It is possible to provoke the old monsters in the city at any time.

Most extraordinary people may die in an unknown corner if they are not careful.

Especially outsiders like An Le are in a dangerous environment.

Xu Sanlai was really surprised that the other party came back safe and sound, and still remembered it.

After listening to Xu Sanlai's words.

An Le didn't express any opinion, but said coldly.

"So, is it convenient for me to go in and take a look?"

The corner of Xu Sanlai's mouth twitched, he didn't dare to say it even if it was inconvenient!

He could only nod stiffly and force a smile.

"Convenient, of course convenient!"

Entering the door, there are still several iron cages around the room.

It contained "goods" of significantly better quality than the outside.

It is probably because of this that they are given relatively comfortable treatment.

An Le's gaze swept across those immature faces with fear and confusion.

Xu Sanlai immediately gave up the idea of ​​selling for him, and even kept silent, not daring to say a word.

If he is the kind of messenger of justice who sees injustice and draws his sword to help, his own life may be in danger.

Fortunately, An Le just glanced over it and continued to observe other furnishings in the room.

As Xu Sanlai said, there are still many mottled bloodstains and traces after the battle on the ground.

Just a cursory cleanup.

There are also fragments left after some equipment is destroyed. From the perspective of obsessive-compulsive disorder, it is undoubtedly a very bad environment.

However, in this abandoned city where daily survival is difficult, requiring people to pay attention to hygiene is too demanding.

There is only one point, but it is different from what Xu Sanlai said.

- Not all equipment was damaged or taken away.

Among them, there are two or three pieces of equipment, which are placed there safe and sound.

Seeing An Le saw this scene, Xu Sanlai scratched his head in embarrassment, and quickly explained.

"Actually, there are still some valuable things left here."

"If you need..."

"Take it! You can take it away!

He pretended to be bold and said, but in fact his heart ached to the point of bleeding.

Xu Sanlai deliberately concealed the existence of these instruments before, just wanting to keep them and wait for the right opportunity to do it himself.

You don't need to think about it to know that this kind of instrument will definitely sell for a good price.

How did Xu Sanlai know that the current An Le was "nurtured" by the most powerful woman in the waste capital.

How can you value such a small amount of money?

An Le doesn't care about the petty thoughts of the low-level people in the abandoned city.

Even, he actually didn't care that much about Granny Spider's life or death.

Granny Spider is not someone of his.

To say how deep a friendship has been established because of a brief meeting is undoubtedly deceiving oneself and others.

What An Le really cared about was the few drops of blood he gave Granny Spider.

All real names, fresh blood, and even the tissue cells of the body, in this world, may cause unprepared killing effects under the action of extraordinary power.

This is even more true for the blood descendants who have mastered the secret power of blood.

So until now, under An Le's deliberate disguise, only a very few people know his real name in the abandoned city.

Although An Le was not a pure blood descendant, she still had some influence.

Especially in such a situation where there are people with black eyes peeping in the dark, An Le has to guard against it.

And in this shop, An Le didn't smell his blood.

It means that they were most likely taken away with Granny Spider.

There was no need to continue the investigation when An Le came here.

It's just a few drops of blood, and it shouldn't have too serious consequences.

However, some ominous intuition changed his mind.

An Le closed her eyes and focused on her own blood.

Soon, the whistling of the river of blood faintly sounded in his ears.

The blood-colored waves rolled up one after another, slapping on the invisible river bank.

The simple and long-lasting atmosphere diffused.

But like a loving mother seeing her long-lost children, she shows affection and tenderness towards An Le.

The purity of the original blood possessed by the Marquis of Holy Blood is enough to make the river of blood look at it with concern.

An Le sank his mind into the bright red river, and began to use the long river of blood to enhance his perception and control of blood, and trace the location of his blood.

next second.

In An Le's sight, only red and white are left in the whole world.

Around, Xu Sanlai, and the blood flowing in the bodies of the "goods".

Both the distribution and the state of the blood are clearly exposed in his eyes.

If it's only within sight, An Le can do it without the help of a river of blood.

In fact, his perception at this moment almost covers the entire abandoned city!

Countless bright red figures, replacing people's aura, piled up densely together.

An Le is like living in a world full of blood.

Moreover, the taste of everyone's blood is different.

What An Le is looking for is his own blood.

A large amount of information poured into Anle's mind, if he alone received the information, it might be difficult to find what he wanted from the massive amount of information.

But at this time, with the help of the blood river.

In less than ten seconds, An Le locked onto a particularly bright red.

Different from other blood, this red color has the texture of crystals.

"found it!"

Afterwards, An Le casually glanced at Xu Sanlai, stopped entangled with him, and left the place straight away.

Xu Sanlai was left trembling on the spot, his back was soaked already before he knew it.

Just a few seconds after An Le closed his eyes, he even had a horrible illusion of his chest being cut open and naked in front of the other party, even the flow of blood was suspended.

Xu Sanlai looked at the back of An Le's departure, couldn't help panting heavily, thinking in his heart.

'Who the hell is he...? '

'He shouldn't have noticed? '

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After locking on to the target, An Le sneaked directly into the shadows.

With his current sneaking speed, it was even comparable to flying in mid-air.

The degree of secrecy has also been greatly improved, and almost no one can detect it.

After five or six breaths, An Le came to the industrial area on the edge of the abandoned capital.

In addition to the slums used for living at the bottom of the abandoned city, there are naturally a large number of factories used for production.

Otherwise, where did the many equipment in those high-rise buildings and the basic components of various machines come from?

However, in order to prevent the core area from being affected by the pollution emitted by factories and destroying the living experience of upper-level residents.

These factories had been arranged on the outskirts of the abandoned city early on, and the pollution they produced would be discharged out of the city as soon as possible.

Its nature is somewhat similar to the fact that a large number of secondary industries in a certain area of ​​Huaguo spread to surrounding areas, and it is forbidden to build factories here.

Under the powerful iron fist, a certain place indeed has a clear blue sky again, and the so-called smog is no longer seen.

What about its neighbors?

I'm afraid not many people will care.

An Le came here to take a look.

The environment here is actually worse than the slums?

The chimneys of some factories are emitting thick smoke.

It is probably the effect of some extraordinary means. When the smoke and dust are close to the high-rise urban area of ​​the abandoned city, they will automatically be attracted to the direction away from the abandoned city.

But the people at the bottom of the industrial area are still shrouded in the dirty air that is hard to breathe.

The discharge of sewage is also extremely unreasonable.

Leaks from pipelines and wanton crossflows are not uncommon.

What makes An Le most silent is the workers working here.

In the shadows, he can pass through the underground of various factories regardless of obstacles, and he can see the working environment inside the factories.

It's like an endless assembly line that never stops.

A worker is an insignificant nail on the assembly line, performing mechanical tasks time and time again.

Anle doesn't know how many hours they have worked continuously.

But looking at people's numb and empty eyes, tired and haggard faces, and the decaying blood.

You can imagine the intensity of the work in the factory.

Ke Anle knows that to have such a job in this kind of factory is something that many people in the slums can't even dream of.

In this world, there are only a few extraordinary people, and most of them are weak and humble ordinary people.

In order to survive, for their children and families, they have to engage in such work.

Even, we should be grateful to the factory and the three major companies.

The jobs provided by the factory give them a channel to support themselves.

During the short time of walking under the factory, Anle heard some conversations from them, so she knew it more clearly.

These workers may not be forced to perform such high-intensity labor, but... out of "voluntary?"

Another sense of "voluntary."

Some people are not willing to work overtime, but there are always others who are willing to do it.

Those who are unwilling to work overtime will naturally be fired and excluded.

Only by constantly involuntary, can we continue to stay in the factory and maintain a hard and miserable existence.

This is the cruel and sad reality.