Doomsday layman

Chapter 126 Head Tax

Outside the gate of the paper mill, Liu Lang laughed loudly: "Why don't I dare? I don't run barefoot and wear shoes. If you don't believe in this evil, then bet on it. Brothers, let's go!"

Hearing what he said, another voice rang out from the door: "Wait! Brother Cheng, why don't you let them in, don't make it difficult for them to lure all the living corpses from the other side of the factory area, That's no small trouble."

The man named Brother Cheng pondered for a moment and then said: "It's okay to let you in, but you have to abide by our rules."

Liu's tone immediately changed: "No problem, brother. As long as you let us in, everything else will be easy to talk about."

Brother Cheng snorted: "Open the door."

Originally, they thought they were opening the factory gate, but they didn't expect that there was a sudden swipe on the wall next to the gate, opening a gap.A pair of eyes could be seen through the gap, and the other party glanced at Liu Lang and the others, then scanned the surroundings, and then said "safe".

There was a sound of metal scraping inside, and it sounded like they had locked several locks, and it took seven or eight seconds before a small door opened.

I think this small door is for workers to enter.The height and width are only enough for one person to enter and exit, and the door is painted with lime. If you don't look closely when it is closed, it will be no different from the wall next to it.

There were several people standing at the door, and one of them with a mustache waved to Liu Lang: "Come in quickly."

Liu Lang made a gesture, Qin Tiezhu got in first, and the big man stepped forward. The momentum forced several people in the door to retreat a few steps back involuntarily, giving Liu Lang and the others a buffer space.

Liu Lang and the others filed in and looked around. There was an open space inside the door, with a bunch of weeds here and a bunch of wild flowers there. It seemed like it had been abandoned for how long.

Behind the factory gate, seven or eight cars blocked the gate. Judging from the situation, it was impossible to break the door open from the outside without large equipment.

Behind the high wall not far away, several containers were piled up, and a ladder was erected beside it, which should be convenient for the personnel in the factory to observe the outside situation.

Looking at the distance, there is a piece of factory buildings, high and low.The low ones should be production workshops and warehouses, and the tall ones should be office buildings and dormitory buildings.

This factory has been abandoned for a long time. The walls and roofs of the buildings and factories are either covered with vines or with wild flowers and grass growing there.

"Hey, have you seen enough?"

Someone shouted, drawing Liu Lang's attention back, and his eyes fell on the people in front.The clothes these people were wearing were all dirty, with either a hole here or a hole there.If it were left in the past, it would be no different from a tramp.

They carried water hoses, machetes and fire axes, all of which were stained with blood.Naturally, the bloodstains had solidified long ago, turning into dark red plaques.

It seems that they have all dealt with living corpses, so it is no wonder that there is a bit of violence in the faces and eyes of these people.

The man who spoke had a fire axe, the best weapon in the gang.His hair is slightly curly, his face is covered with stubble, and his skin is yellowish red and rough.

Judging from the condition of his skin, he must be in his thirties or forties. His upside-down eyes were looking at Liu Lang with malicious intent, but they spent the most time on Wang Yingxue.

Next to him was a fat man in his early thirties with a water pipe, and his skin was very fair, and he shouted loudly: "Don't stick around, Brother Cheng is talking to you, did you hear me?"

The fat man looked upside down with a flattering smile and said, "Brother Cheng, look at them, they don't understand any rules."

The corners of Liu Lang's mouth rose slightly, and he stretched out his hand to the hanging eyes: "Brother Cheng, right? My surname is Liu. Please give me more advice in the future."

Hanging Eyes sneered: "Don't worry about it. As I said just now, you can come in, but you have to abide by our rules."

Liu Lang shrugged his shoulders, put down his hand and said, "I don't know, what are the rules here?"

Brother Cheng gave the fat man a cold shove: "Fat Bo, tell him."

The fat man nicknamed Feibo smiled and said: "It's very simple, the newcomers pay the head tax first. We are not letting you eat and live for free. According to the rules, when newcomers come in, each person has to pay two catties of food."

"If not, then you have to work in a factory. Of course, it's easier for women, and even easier for pretty girls."

The fat man stared at Wang Yingxue so hard that he was almost drooling.

Liu Lang nodded: "That's fair. That's good. We don't have food. I don't know. Do you accept medicine?"

Brother Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Medicine? What medicine do you have?"

Without saying a word, Liu Lang called Lao Jin over, took out two boxes of "aspirin" from his backpack, threw them over and said, "Look, is this head tax enough?"

Brother Cheng reached out to take it, and immediately opened the box, took out a board of pills inside, looked at the production date, and said happily: "Not bad, not expired."

He looked at Jin Lixin's backpack suddenly, his eyes became hot, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me that bag, and you can go in."

Jin Lixin jumped up immediately: "You might as well grab it. In this world, medicine is much more expensive than food, especially this kind of anti-inflammatory and analgesic. We have already given you two boxes, what else do you want!"

Brother Cheng grinned grinningly: "I'm not discussing with you now! Robbing, yes, what's wrong with robbing you. You'd better hand over the things obediently, otherwise, you will have to suffer a lot later, Don’t try to keep anything else.”

一个光头男舔了舔嘴唇说：“诚哥，跟他们废话什么。男的揍一顿再丢到炮灰营里，女的咱们先爽一爽，再送到凤楼接客。”

"Yes, yes, yes." The white-skinned fat man walked towards Wang Yingxue with a mean smile on his face, "Look at this chick, she has thin skin and tender flesh, she looks so juicy, she definitely feels good to the touch."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Yingxue's chest.

Seeing that the salty pig's hand was about to touch Wang Yingxue's body, suddenly a white light flashed in front of Fatty's eyes, and his arm felt cold.Then the fat man saw his arm split open like a piece of wood and fell to the ground.

Poof, a blood arrow spurted out from the severed hand, splashing on Wang Yingxue's body and the Kunlun sword that had been unsheathed at some point.

"Ah! My hand! My hand!" Fei Bo screamed, screaming like a pig, and stepped back holding his severed hand, "Brother Cheng, kill them! Kill them! These The bastard dared to do something, that little girl cut off my hand, and my hand was broken."

Brother Cheng was really shocked. He didn't expect that Wang Yingxue would do it as soon as he said it.Moreover, the sword was drawn out so fast and hard that he didn't even react before they chopped off the fat man's hand.

In an instant, the face with upside-down eyes was extremely gloomy, and he said gloomyly: "It seems that you are tired of work, and you dare to do it."

Liu Lang smiled and said: "Look at what you said, I still want to live a long life. If you really want to blame it, you can't blame the fat man for being cheap, so he sent his hand to my Xiaoxuejian. Why don't you find it yourself?"

He also bumped his shoulder towards Jin Lixin: "Old Jin, tell me, is that fat man cheap?"

Jin Lixin said with a flattering smile: "Cheap, really cheap. I've lived most of my life, Lao Jin, and this is the first time I've seen such a scumbag."

Brother Cheng saw the two of them singing and not taking him seriously at all. He was so angry that his mouth twisted, and he said coldly: "You are looking for death!"

(End of this chapter)