The captain nodded, then he approached Fang Linyan, bent down and stared into his eyes and said seriously,
“Boy, that’s not a car. For Hans, it’s his wife, lover, shooter (local slang, it ant the male in a homosexual relationship), caral-flavored doughnuts, Jas Bond… He would go crazy without this car, so I want to give you a piece of advice, that is, don’t play tricks! There are 24 hours in a day, 60 minutes in an hour, and I, Lieutenant Lucan of the Iron Fist Brotherhood can find you every minute!”
Fang Linyan shrugged and said,
“I am an honest person, sir, everyone who knows likes to call an honest wrench!”
Lieutenant Lucan twitched his mouth, then he tilted his head and said,
“OK, Mr. Wrench, you can pass.”
***
Dirty, ssy, but full of vitality.
This was the first impression Yangfan City gave Fang Linyan.
When he first entered here, he almost thought that he was in a slum in India. The building materials of the house were gasoline barrel walls, cut barbed wire and discarded rubber tires. There were still colorful clothes hanging in the air, and only a small amount of brick and concrete in the buildings.
Of course, there were more traces left by the battle, so people everywhere were busy repairing them, trying to heal the ‘wounds’ caused by the war. Obviously, there was a huge force managing here. The order in the entire Yangfan City was pretty good; almost no cris such as smashing, looting, etc. had occurred.
After getting into Yangfan City, Fang Lingyan could clearly feel a strong and savage force hiding in this dry, dirty, and rough city.
According to the news that Fang Linyan heard, the source of this power was the Iron Fist Brotherhood!
After the machine civilization retreated, it would often give mankind a period of respite. They would only co back more than a month later at the latest. Therefore, a temporary and false peace had temporarily bestowed in Yangfan City.
Not only that, Fang Linyan found that despite such a bad situation, the people here were not desperate, but there was a peculiar vitality shining in their bodies. How to say, just like the worker ants dominated by the queen. They worked silently and selflessly. No matter how bad the environnt was, they would work hard.
But at this ti Fang Linyan had no ti to delve into these secrets. His first priority at this ti was how to get the remaining 600 common points because he felt that he could still try to complete another milestone: Ti is My Friend and Money.
At this point, he had obtained 1400 common points, and there were 35 minutes away from 6 hours. So, he just had to get the remaining 600 common points in the remaining ti.
According to Fang Linyan’s previous experience, the benefits he got were proportional to the risks and difficulty.
The difficulty of completing the Ti is My Friend and Money was not easy, so the title that could be obtained must be quite practical. Therefore, he was also nervously looking for a store that could sell things.
Although it was impossible to get common points directly in the aboriginal stores, it was possible to exchange so valuable items from the shop with what he had now, then he would sell the valuable item to the Space.
Therefore, after Fang Linyan inquired about it, he went directly to the front of a two-story building. The outside of this building was also in dilapidated condition. It was made of gray stones and yellow soil. It looked almost like a toilet. There was a chanical steel arm hung at the door swayed slightly like a signboard. Above the chanical arm, the words ‘Bison Stamping Workshop’ were scribbled.
Fang Linyan was careful. After walking a few steps to the side, he found that the side of the store was directly remodeled with the carriage of an old double-decker bus. There was also a camouflaged warning device with a diater of more than 3 ters on the roof, which was constantly rotating. When it was rotating, it was silent, showing the precision of its craftsmanship.
Fang Linyan opened the grass curtain at the door and walked in. The first thing he slled was the familiar sll of engine oil. After getting used to the light inside, he saw a large iron counter in front. A bearded man with a naked upper body and a leather apron snorted,
“Boy, we don’t have what you want here. Get out of here. Also, put your hands and feet clean, if you don’t want to go out with your limping legs and crying nose.”
Fang Linyan sighed, walked forward, and threw the backpack behind him on the iron counter. Of course, the rest of the items were put into the storage space. He raised his chin,
“These are what I brought, take a look?”
The bearded man looked at Fang Linyan’s tattered clothes with disdain, and he sneered with his smoky yellow teeth,
“Boy, we don’t accept waste here.”
Fang Linyan gave him a deep look,
“You will regret this.”
After speaking, he picked up his backpack and walked out. The bearded man snorted contemptuously, dug his nostrils, and smoothly pasted the sticky yellow unidentified object on the side table,
“I? Regret? Hehehehahahaha, are you kidding !”
Then he yawned and fell asleep directly on the counter.
For a long ti, soone pushed the bearded man. He shoved the hand impatiently, then he continued to sleep, but the next second I felt a sharp pain on the top of his head. He suddenly jumped up and shouted in pain, only then he knew that soone directly poured a glass of boiling water on his head.
He was about to yell at the person, but he imdiately held it back because he saw an old black man with a small dirty braid staring over him viciously. The old black man was full of montum, and a chanical arm was installed on his broken left arm. The old black man roared,
“Atos! You idiot, what did you do!”
Athos said in a daze,
“Ah!? Sir Gagie, what did I do? I didn’t do anything!?”
The old black man smiled in anger,
“Then why is the kid at the door resolutely refusing to sell us things? Claiming that our Bison’s vision is so bad that we are not qualified to buy his things? Did you do sothing? The Bistaf Arms Store next door are already watching us making a fool out of ourselves.”
Atos was also angry when he heard it. Their Bison Stamping Workshop had been open for more than 10 years. So people say they were aggressive; so say they are arrogant; so say they are a bunch of lunatics… they didn’t care about this word of mouth at all; they treated them as a complint.
However, so people say that they had poor vision, that was really intolerable. This was to pour dirty water on their proudest place! He must reason it with the person.
Therefore, Athos imdiately rushed out like an angry bull, opened the door and roared,
“Who the hell is talking nonsense!”
TL: Who? The person who is going to make you regret ?
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