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Chapter 242 "Hungry Ghost Apocalypse" player coordinates announced!(1/2)

Listening to Canyon Lao Liu's evaluation of the prison group, Northeastern home-cooked dishes nodded like garlic.

Jiang Qian fell silent.

The silent and decadent Lotus City, the streets littered with corpses, and the empty prison.

The source of disaster with profound meaning, the mysterious sea monster totem, and the unresolved doubts...

All of this seems to indicate the brewing of some unknown disaster, like the calm before the storm.

Jiang Qian rubbed the Kraken pattern on the abandoned weapon case with his fingers, and the contacts and conversations with Yin Lisabai and Monat flashed through his mind, and he connected the clues:

Currently, Kraken's graphic logo has only appeared in three places: the Ideal Town (Monat) Mental Hospital and the Abandoned Prison.

According to Lisabeth Yin, Monat was the best agent in the empire and was responsible for monitoring her daily life. Assuming that Monat’s tattoos were not done arbitrarily, does his identity have the same "training" as the one who stayed in the abandoned prison?

"Yousu" group connection?

Judging from the traces of life in the prison, this group of people should have been evacuated a few days ago.

That period happened to be when Ideal Town was hit by an attack and was struggling to repair itself. Monat supervised the operations of Ideal Town day and night, and was exposed to the public eye most of the time. He even had very little time to sleep, let alone do anything.

Action. At least Jiang Qian didn't notice anything fishy in this aspect.

If it's not a coincidence, what does this mean?

Is it possible that the prison team and Monat do not know each other's existence? Or maybe they know each other's existence, but there is no need to meet.

For example: both belong to the same organization, but the task lines do not intersect.

It seems that Monat's focus is only on Ideal Town, or to be precise, on Lisa White.

Why?

That guy doesn't seem to be the type to risk his life for a beauty.

"Hey, what's your next plan? The coordinates of the remaining players will be announced soon. As expected, new troubles will begin soon."

The voice of Lao Liu from the canyon came, speaking to Jiang Qian, as if he was asking for his opinion.

He decided that the exploration of the abandoned prison had come to an end.

Jiang Qian gathered his thoughts, stood up from the weapon box and said, "Go back to Ideal Town."

This idea was a careful decision after much thought.

In a world with a complex background and full of changes, "fasting" players to form an alliance is undoubtedly the most efficient method.

And for Canyon Laoliu and Dongbei Jiaocai, who have no place to stay, an aboriginal settlement with abundant living resources is undoubtedly the most suitable place in this dilapidated city.

So the three of them hit it off immediately.

This time, Jiang Qian was no longer needed to serve as a one-for-two vehicle. The repair props provided by Northeast Home Cooking perfectly solved the vehicle problem.

It is said that if the car encounters a problem during delivery and delays the customer's meal, there is a high probability of receiving a negative review.

As for why the restaurant owner would deliver the food in person, that is not a subject that Jiang Qian cares about.

The three of them got into the off-road vehicle that was abandoned in the prison and drove towards the No. 1 Middle School.

There is still plenty of time at this point.

However, when passing the block adjacent to the city library, Canyon Lao Liu suddenly stopped!

"Wait, something's wrong."

Northeastern Home Cooking, who was driving, looked at Jiang Qian.

"Stop the car."

So the off-road vehicle slowly stopped.

Canyon Lao Liu frowned: "It's those grandsons from yesterday..."

"Ah? What, which group of grandchildren?!"

Dongbei Home Cooking was so shocked that he quickly put down the steering wheel and started to steal the guy.

Jiang Qian thought of the group of attackers he had met when he retrieved Lao Liu from the library. If the attackers were still nearby, there might be another conflict.

But the situation is different now. The three of them have successfully unlocked the props, and their combat readiness level has increased dramatically. There is no need to be nervous at all.

So he looked at Lao Liu calmly: "What is the specific situation?"

Canyon Lao Liu seemed to have just recovered from doubts and surprises: "I sensed traces of their energy and appeared nearby frequently, but the strange thing is..."

He was silent for a moment, carefully contemplating the two different energy states he perceived coming from the same person at the same time.

Looking sideways at Jiang Qian:

"They're already dead."



At the same time, the No. 1 Middle School in Lianhua City, Ideal Town.

Next to a man-made defense fortification somewhere, several middle-aged militiamen were carrying out reinforcement work.

"Shet! Mike, look what are you doing? This place is built like shit!"

"Hey Louis, keep your mouth clean. I don't need you to tell me what to do when I'm doing my job."

"Haha, why don't you tell me that you've made a mess? I can do it better with my toes than you, what a waste..."

"You fucking say that again?!"

The guy building the wall fell to the ground, and the two strong men stood up from their positions at the same time, actually getting ready for a duel.

In the past, there would be some minor frictions and quarrels in the ordinary labor scene, but most of the time they would not escalate to the point of confrontation.

But now, these two men, who had been cured of the infection and had extraordinary physical fitness, suddenly became inexplicably competitive!

"Hey, hey, stop making trouble, there's still a lot of work to do!"

"Calm down, it's not a big deal... Oh Shet!"

The worker next to him came to break up the fight, but was pushed away and fell over.

The two people at the center of the conflict struggled with each other in an instant!

Everyone around was stunned.

At this moment, an angry voice came from not far away:

"Everyone stop it!!"

It's Monat's voice.

However, the two people who were struggling with each other ignored them at all. This kind of situation rarely happened in the past.

Monat had demonstrated his excellent fighting skills and killing methods very early on, and the militiamen obeyed his orders mostly out of fear of force.

This is also the capital that allows Monat to command the militia of all Ideal Towns for a long time.

But now, the situation is slightly different.

Some people think that Monat is no longer strong enough to serve as the leader of the current ideal town militia group.

And even Monat himself knew this very well. That was why he talked about those things with Jiang Qian when he went out.

In times of disaster, strength means a lot, almost everything.

"Didn't you understand what I said?"

Monat's voice was always steady and cold.

He took a few steps forward, and when he was about to approach the two men, he rushed forward, grabbed the joints of the two militiamen with his hands, and skillfully used force to separate the two.

"What time is it now?"

As the two of them retreated with the inertia, Monat said seriously:

"Your relatives are still scarred in this town. They need your protection, but what are you doing here, fighting among yourself? Killing each other?"

When the two people who were about to have a fit heard this, they suddenly felt a little ashamed.

One of them lowered his head and held back, while the other, in a mixture of shame and anger, vented to Monat: "That's not because of your negligence!"

Monat was stunned.

Some of the militiamen nearby were surprised, some frowned secretly, but no one said a word.

The militiaman thought he was justified and shouted even louder: "Just because you let those two new mutants in, the trouble has never stopped since then! Do you think the last attack was a coincidence? Sorry, I don't think so!

"

"There's no smoke without fire! Maybe it's them who brought us such misfortune! But you are still providing for them gratefully, my God, hahaha..."

The militiaman spread out his arms and circled around. His anger and extraordinary strength made him more bold and wild. His eyes were fixed on Monat's face, he pointed at his nose and cursed:

"It was you who introduced disaster into Ideal Town! You are so unworthy of giving orders to me!"

Monat's face was solemn and his eyes were cold.

Everyone around was silent.
To be continued...
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