Oh huh~~~Damn it! A two-seat high-motor assault chariot ran wildly in the tunnel, with a speed of more than 500 kilometers per hour. Several magnetic levitation chariots that were speeding in the tunnel were surpassed by this tank. When the shocked driver looked around, he happened to see Fang Wen's middle finger stretching out from the window!

Waste, a bunch of waste! I drove a magnetic levitation vehicle and couldn't escape my tire-using assault vehicle! Waste! Fang Wen shouted loudly, his body twisting around the seat, and the chariot drew a snake-shaped track in the spacious tunnel. The sharp and unpleasant tires and the ground friction sounds echoed in the tunnel.

Holding a long sword in both hands, Martina sat upright beside Fang Wen, and no matter how many tricks Fang Wen played with the chariot, her body remained motionless.

Fang Wen made a few rapid turn that were nearly 180 degrees, and found that Martina's hair was not even messy. He finally gave up teasing Martina.

Alas, the nearest lift station is in front of you. We have to go to the seventh floor underground, so we have to change several lift stations to complete. Fang Wen pointed to a clear and clear place in front.

Very good. Remember my arrangement. I went to the seventh floor underground. No matter what you do, it is best to deliberately provoke right and wrong, which can attract the people of the rioters to chase us. Martina's white and slender fingers held the hilt of the sword and said softly: We must kill at least a hundred of them to attract their true masters. Killing a hundred of them, Fang Wen's heart twitched. He smiled bitterly: Lieutenant Colonel, this is easy to say, but it is done... The red eyes looked at Fang Wen, and Martina said quietly: The rioters of the Earth's star

, it is not stronger than the Exile Star. I can kill 300 of them in one battle, and here, the same is true. Kill 300 of them in one battle. When Martina said this, a cold murderous aura suddenly surged out of her body, and it collided with Fang Wen's mental power. Fang Wen felt a cold hair stand up in his back, and a sea of ​​corpses and blood appear in front of him, and it seemed that he could hear the howls of countless unjust souls in his ears. Even though Fang Wen's soul power was extremely huge and his mental power was extremely stable, he felt a dryness in his throat for a while, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

This woman is a killing star. Fang Wen tilted his mouth, slowed down the speed of the chariot, and drove into the lifting station.

This is the largest lift station nearest to the Special A-313 base. Nearly 100 super-large lifts lined up, and trucks were driving into the lift. This was a convoy to replenish supplies to the next floor. Fang Wen presented the official documents issued by Colonel Edmund, successfully passed the layers of security checks, and got a position in a lift.

The lift slowly descended, the lights in the elevator were dim, and the nose was filled with the pungent smell of synthetic food. Fang Wen reached out from the window, patted the wheel of a load-loading truck next to him, and said in a low voice: Lieutenant Colonel, are you sure you want to do this? I have been to the seventh floor of the underground a few times a long time ago, and it was very chaotic. Have you been to it? Martina ignored Fang Wen's question and just looked at Fang Wen curiously: When have you been there? Uh! Shaking her head, Fang Wen said lightly: I have been to the first stage of the elite training in A and other elites. I went to the seventh floor of the underground twice to buy wine dealers. Usually they ran to trade with me through the abandoned lift station. That time I was curious, so I ran to find them by myself. So~~~~ I don't wear a group like us.

Where people in uniforms can openly walk. Looking down at the uniforms on their bodies, Martina sneered: So that's it. Major Fang has been a member of the Inspector Group since he was a child. How could the rioters attack us without wearing uniforms? He sighed silently. The lift swayed slightly and had reached the lower floor. Fang Wen drove the chariot out of the lift, drove dozens of kilometers forward along the tunnel outside the lift station, and entered another lift station. There is no such lift station that can directly penetrate the seventh-story urban agglomeration. Every time he goes to the floor, he has to transfer to the lift. This was originally intended to separate citizens from all levels of management. But there are always other ways to go up and down smoothly. This rule is just to prevent the large-scale transfer of the rioters in a short period of time.

After a few encounters, Fang Wen and his team successfully arrived at the seventh floor underground.

The seventh floor lift station has only more than 30 elevators, but heavy troops are stationed. Eighteen armored trains, nearly 100 heavy tanks, hundreds of various types of armies, and nearly 10,000 soldiers guard the lift station. The seventh floor is also the only floor where there is no administrative officer or law enforcement agency in the urban agglomeration.

After driving slowly, Fang Wen looked back at the heavily guarded lifting station behind and mocked: What's the use? What's the use? I knew there were five nearby places to enter the sixth floor! The heavy army guarded, except for the occasional fighter who was beaten to escape, what's the use of these soldiers? Major Fang, don't forget that you are also a soldier now. Martina glared at Fang Wen, and she was very dissatisfied with Fang Wen's disdain and ridiculous tone.

Shrugged, Fang Wen stepped on the accelerator, and the tires of the assault chariot made a sharp friction sound, and rushed forward and drove out. He muttered: I am a soldier, but I am a bait soldier who came to die. Damn, I would rather offend villains than offend women! But, if something is wrong, I will immediately rush it! But regardless of the life or death of this woman. Fang Wen looked at Martina fiercely.

The two are located nearest, and the largest city with seven underground floors in Central and Eastern Europe, is the Berlin No. 7. The center is a huge cave that is fifty kilometers long and ten kilometers wide. It extends around dozens of canyons to communicate dozens of small caves far and near, and each has town buildings. The total population of Berlin No. 7 is over 10 million, and the city scale is no more than a city in the European region.

The chariot slowly advanced into a natural crack. The roads in the crack were narrow, but they had been processed modernly. The chariot quickly drove out of the crack several kilometers and came to a huge cave. At first glance, towering buildings were densely packed together, which was a group of underground high-rise buildings built by the government. On the edge of the high-rise city, there was a circle of ordinary low-rise buildings. These buildings built with quarries were only three floors at the highest level, forming a huge market outside the main city of Berlin No. 7.

The chariot stopped here, and Fang Wen tried hard to push the chariot into a crack on the side to hide it. The two walked towards the market.

While walking, Fang Wen looked back at the way he came: Lieutenant Colonel, are those guys Kevin reliable? They won’t keep up, right? Stop talking nonsense and do what you should do. Martina scolded and said coldly: Where is the best place to start? Fang Wen touched the long sword behind his back, touched the two high-frequency oscillating magnetic bombs he secretly carried around his waist, pointed to the market not far ahead and said: Since it is a provocation, start from there. The largest black market on the seventh floor underground floor in Europe is here. As long as you have enough hard currency, you can buy almost everything you can think of. There will definitely be someone coming here to make trouble. When the two walked into the market, the crowded market suddenly became quiet. Nearly a thousand people were watching them quietly on the street where they were, and none of them said a word.

In this suffocating silence, some pavers on the roadside were quick to take away some contraband such as swords and guns, and put on some things such as fresh meat, synthetic food blocks.

Fang Wen sighed, touched his nose, and carefully led Martina along the street.

The vitality god Fu flashed in his mind, and energy filled with vitality and vitality stimulation in the meridians. Once something is wrong, Fang Wen must immediately open up the meridian channel of the Fengyu Jingxin method even if he pays the price of serious injury and use his body technique to leave here at a high speed. As for Martina's life and death, since she has already become enlightened, it has nothing to do with other Young Master Fang.

Unlike the urban agglomeration on the upper floors, the people on the seventh floor of the underground don’t wear rigid uniform clothes, but distinctive personalized clothes. Among these colorful pedestrians, Fang Wen and Martina, wearing black windbreakers and light armor, are like two evil dogs in the flock of sheep, which is particularly eye-catching.

At a stall selling unknown fresh meat on the roadside, a burly man with bloody and greasy body was playing with a butcher knife in his hand. The butcher knife was dancing like a ball of flowers by his five fingers, causing a slight sound of breaking through the air. In the shop behind him, there were more than a dozen sturdy men sitting there idle, holding metal cups in their hands, and a pungent smell of alcohol could be smelled from a distance.

Fang Wen stopped in front of this shop, and he showed a warm smile at the big man playing with a butcher knife: Brother, get two pounds of gopher meat and stir-fry it with ink moss oil, and make two cups of really strong "burning knife" or "vodka". The big man looked at Fang Wen with expressionless face, but there was a layer of suspicion in his eyes.

Fang Wen coughed, and his fingers knocked on the stall rhythmically. He continued: How much is the exchange rate of standard dots and 'chromium coins' now? Exchange me some chromium coins, and then give me a hundred kilograms of wine, I want to bring it with me.'Huh, the butcher knife pressed against Fang Wen's nose, and the big man cut the big piece of fresh meat on the chopping board into two pieces with a fierce knife. He shouted quietly: There is no strong wine here. We don't do illegal business! He looked at Fang Wen's fingers that were constantly pounding on the stall.

He said fiercely: There is only ordinary 'Yancao wine'. If you want it, go in and find a place. If not, just get out of chromium coins! Fang Wen seemed to have no idea that the big man almost split his head in half just now, and still said with a smile: What is the exchange rate now? The big man was silent for a while and said gloomy: One standard point three chromium coins. The standard point is out of stock recently. A very generous exchange rate. Fang Wen nodded to Martina and took her into this small shop full of pungent alcohol smell and man's taste.

Martina was still so cold. She glanced at the situation in the shop, suddenly walked to a square table, shouting sternly: Get out! Four strong men sat by the square table. They looked up at Martina, swept over the long sword she held in her hand, and the four of them grinned, stood up silently, and walked out of the shop quickly.

OK, boss, two pounds of gopher meat, don’t make me those stale goods. Two glasses of strong wine, don’t make any 'Yancao wine' to fool people. I know you have good wine here. Fang Wen sat down carelessly. Martina looked at the stool covered with oil and unknown dirt, thought about it, but still sat down.

Two pounds of fried gopher meat slices and two glasses of light red wine were quickly brought up. Fang Wen picked up the wine glass, smelled the smell inside, and sighed: Damn, it is indeed 'Yancao wine', these bastards. It's stupid to have money but not make money! He grabbed the chopsticks, quickly picked up two chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them while saying vaguely: Eat, lieutenant col, eat. Gopher meat, good stuff, this thing is only available in caves thousands of meters underground, high protein, low fat, fresh and tender meat, good stuff! Swallowed a bite of meat,

Fang Wen said in a low voice: Wait and see, in less than five minutes, the so-called rioters will be called to chat with him. If Captain Xiao said it was true, there would be people from the rioters here soon. How could they not allow the two officers of the rioters to sway around the streets? Then no one has to do business. Fang Wen said proudly: On the seventh floor underground, the name of our rioters is more effective than the plague god! The pedestrians outside the store suddenly disappeared, and Fang Wen heard the footsteps of a large number of people leaving.

Then, the sound of neat and powerful steps sounded, and four young men in ordinary clothes came to the door of the store. One of the young men shouted loudly: Boss, four pounds of gopher meat, four cups...'Yancao wine'. Fang Wen shrugged and ate two pieces of meat faster. He murmured in a low voice: Good, their intelligence efficiency is really high! A fierce blood flashed in Martina's red eyes. The Path of Man Chapter 2 Return
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