Wasteland 13 Ruins? Hearing Genova's answer, Jiang Baimian raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Lehman seemed to have heard a ghost story, and took two steps back in horror.
Anyone who has a certain understanding of the "First City" is no stranger to the ruins of Wasteland No. 13.
The banks of the Red River to the north of Taiwei River and south of the mountains on the north bank are one of the most prosperous and lively areas in the old world. A large number of cities are located here, forming a metropolitan area with a large population and dense industries.
When the old world was destroyed, most of the places here became wasteland, and cities were either physically destroyed, or incarnated into paradise for "heartless" and deformed creatures.
When the "prime city" was established by relying on a relatively well-preserved city here and had a certain level of strength, they began to explore different ruins and various relics in this area to obtain resources and grow.
According to common sense, the "prime city", as the first force in the name of ash soil, after decades of hard work, it is impossible to keep the ruins of the cities under their noses as they are, and they must have taken away the most important and most useful resources. , with only a few scraps left for the Wild Wanderers and Relic Hunters, with one exception.
That's Ruin No. 13.
It is very close to the original city, but it seems that it has not been effectively developed. At least the local relic hunters have hardly encountered materials and technologies from it.
What's even more strange is that the "prime city" doesn't matter if it doesn't explore by itself. It even sent troops to guard all roads and forbid anyone to enter the No. 13 ruins.
As a result, there were gradually rumors among the people that there were very dangerous things hidden in the No. 13 ruins, and even the army sent by the "First City" could not come out again, and the news was completely lost.
There are also rumors that the "First City" has found some information related to the destruction of the old world in the 13th ruins, and is organizing people to build a secret laboratory there to launch a forbidden attempt.
In a word, after continuous efforts, the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 have become a mysterious and terrifying place in the eyes of ordinary people of the "First City".
And the "Tao and Appliance Repair" radio station is actually located there!
Thinking that Wu Meng "controlled" all his bodyguards through the broadcast, Leiman shuddered, and some rumors about the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 were no longer considered jokes.
At this time, Shang Jianyao said with bright eyes:
"This could serve as a blueprint for ghost stories."
Then, would you contribute to a corporate radio station? Jiang Baimian subconsciously speculated on the purpose of Shang Jianyao.
She immediately restrained her thoughts and said to Genova:
"Detect it again tomorrow to see if the location has changed."
"Okay." Genova said in a slightly synthetic baritone voice.
Jiang Baimian turned to look at Lehman and said with a smile:
"From the current situation, the possibility of targeting you is very low, and it is closer to a terrorist incident that you accidentally bumped into."
Lehman's expression changed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Londar, Richardson, they have all returned to normal?"
"Should be, this kind of thing is like magic, once it is pierced, it will have no effect." Jiang Baimian said with relief.
At least this time.
But some are not... Jiang Baimian glared back at Shang Jianyao's words.
When Leiman heard this, he nodded lightly and said:
"After the transaction with you is completed, I will leave the Prime City."
According to Richardson, he was here when he first heard the "Tao and Appliance Repair" radio.
There is no need for us to rush... Jiang Baimian laughed secretly, nodded and said:
"Then we'll close the deal today
"We have a manor here, farmland area..."
After listening to all the exchange conditions given by the "Old Tunes Group", Lehman frowned slightly and said:
"It's also very troublesome to deal with a manor, and it takes four or five days..."
Jiang Baimian could see that the arms dealer from "United Industries" could not wait to leave the first city tonight.
"Maybe we can help..." Shang Jianyao volunteered.
Lehman ignored his words, struggled for a few seconds and said:
"Okay, that's it, we'll do the delivery tomorrow, and the corresponding Ole will be deposited into this bank account."
That large amount of cash was borrowed by the "Old Tune Group" from Terence, the second boss of the "Black Shirt Party", and the same batch of materials will be delivered together with the Left Bank Manor.
That's right, he is indeed a real profiteer, which fully embodies the fact that people use wealth to kill birds for food and death... Jiang Baimian thought he could take advantage of Lehman's eagerness to escape from Primal City, press down the price, and get the right to dispose of the estate's follow-up agent.
That way, you won't have to talk to Lehman about the women in the "wolves' den".
Who knows, Lehman would rather take a little risk and save this "fee".
At this time, Lehman considered for a while, and said with a toothache:
"It's really thanks to you for saving me this time, I, I'll give you another discount..."
Papapa, Shang Jianyao applauded for his "frankness".
Jiang Baimian held back a smile and said:
"No discount, just promise us two conditions."
"What?" Lehman lifted his spirits.
Jiang Baimian briefly mentioned the fast food restaurants of Tisuna, Li Qiong and others, and gave the conditions and corresponding deadlines for supply at the lowest price.
"It's hard to sell the manor at a good price like this..." Lehman muttered a few words, but agreed, "Well, this is equivalent to giving you another ten percent discount!"
He asked eagerly:
"What about the second condition?"
"Do you have a way to get tickets for the noble box of the highest arena?" Jiang Baimian seemed to be asking casually.
Leiman glanced at her, Shang Jianyao, and Genava, showing a simple and honest smile like an old farmer:
"It's not too difficult, but I have a premise."
"What?" Jiang Baimian's eyes moved slightly.
Lehman sincerely said:
"I can only provide tickets after I leave the original city."
Very keen... As expected of an arms dealer who has survived until now... Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and said:
"No problem. There are three gladiatorial fights, five tickets each."
"So much?" Lehman blurted out, making no secret of his embarrassment and distress.
This seems to cost him another "amount" of favors, money, and materials.
Seeing Jiang Baimian looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile, Lehman replied with a polite smile:
"It's a lot, but it's nothing compared to my life."
Because he still had to get tickets for the gladiatorial competition, he pushed the delivery time to eight o'clock in the evening the day after tomorrow.
After leaving No. 55 Corner Street, Jiang Baimian and the others circled for two full circles before getting into their modified jeep.
After waiting for a while, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong returned to the car with the suitcase containing the military exoskeleton device on their backs.
After listening to the retelling of the team leader and the addition of Shang Jianyao's story, Long Yuehong said with a little horror:
"That Wu Meng is very powerful..."
If he really affects radio listeners without specific objects, then he can even destroy a city if given enough conditions!
Moreover, he didn't care about life, others, or order at all.
Jiang Baimian said "um":
"Actually, his name reminds me of an idiom, Wuxia Amon."
"This is his own name, which means it's different from before?" Bai Chen instantly understood what the team leader meant.
"It may also be given to him by his parents to express their best wishes." Genova gave another possibility from the analysis.
Jiang Baimian did not answer Bai Chen's rhetorical question, but thoughtfully said to himself:
"In the chaotic era when the old world was just destroyed, many people broke away from the shackles of social order and possessed certain abilities or resources, but they all showed extreme disregard for the lives and personalities of others..."
"Not only in chaotic times." Genova added based on the information, "Even with the new calendar, there are many similar things."
"Inflated." Shang Jianyao commented.
So, Wu Meng might be like this too? He got terrifying powers from the ruins of Wasteland 13? Long Yuehong said his guess again, and finally said with emotion:
"The first city really hides dragons and crouching tigers..."
The "Old Tune Group" has only been here for a few days, and they have encountered so many hidden and terrifying powerhouses, and the "First City" can still maintain an order above the level, and its strength can be imagined.
"So, just because we successfully killed the real 'priest', we can't think that we can walk sideways in the first city." Jiang Baimian took the opportunity to start education within the group, "Next, we need to keep a low profile, keep a low profile, and be serious. Really advance our main mission."
After confirming that they could get tickets for the gladiatorial competition from Lehman, the "Old Tune Group" finally took a substantial step in the main task of contacting the descendants of Ole.
- The reason why Jiang Baimian wanted tickets for the three gladiatorial matches was because he didn't want to recklessly "get to know" Ole's grandson, Marcus, and planned to do one or two observations first and act according to chance.
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While waiting for Leiman to get the tickets, the "Old Tune Team" was not idle, and split up again to find Xiaochong and Han Wangsuo.
Antana Street, the underground black market.
Bai Chen and Long Yuehong found Yan Miao, an organ dealer.
"Are you here to buy or sell? If you sell, it depends on whether there are buyers, and how many buyers there are before the final price can be determined..." Yan Miao said a lot.
While Bai Chen listened carefully, he noticed that when Yan Miao spoke, he was always observing the reactions of himself and Long Yuehong.
She nodded invisibly, without fussing, and took out the portrait of Han Wanghuo:
"Have you met this man?"
Yan Miao glanced at it and said with a smile:
"Do you believe me if I say I haven't seen it?"
"I don't believe it." Long Yuehong felt that this was the right answer at this moment.
Yan Miao smiled and said:
"I can't help you if you don't believe me."
"..." Long Yuehong didn't know how to answer for a while.
Fortunately, Yan Miao said again:
"I've seen it. He came to buy a heart and wanted to do a transplant, but he didn't get a match."
"When did this happen?" Bai Chen asked calmly.
Yan Miao made a memory expression:
"Yesterday, yes, yesterday afternoon."
What are your memories of yesterday afternoon? Long Yuehong managed to hold back this slander.