Chapter 1021： ‘Extreme’ has become an intercontinental brand

"Boss Okay, Boss Okay, ...?" A gasp rushed in from outside and plunged into a building in São Paulo, Luanda. This building was originally the headquarters of a political party in Angola, and after repeated devastation, it became a thug's bandit.

After inspections by several barricades and guards with guns, Xiaoyu rushed to his boss and shouted in panic: "Boss Oke, there are ..., there are ..., there are ..."

"What's that?" The gangster's leader was braided with small pigtails, his face was full of flesh, and his thick arms would choke. I just couldn't say a word for a long time, but kept pointing out the window.

Looking out of the broken window of the bandit building, you can see a large object falling slowly in the distance. The bandit was a little knowledgeable, and said with a dark face, "It's an airship, and they have an airship."

It's the morning. Since last night, the city of Luanda has been disturbed by a terrifying news. A team led by demons has entered Luanda and has killed a powerful force in the city.

Boss Oak was a relative of last night's incident, and everything is still in sight. He learned that after a group of outsiders tried to enter the city, regardless of the strength of the opponent, the first idea was to command his men to rush for it. Don't be anxious if you are unsuccessful, you must try it anyway.

Anyway, all the cannon fodder died, try it no harm!

As a result, Oaker surrounded the past with guns and guns. He just hit the scene where Marx fired a pressure bomb to detonate the palace square. The flames reflected the horrible body of a mutant, rotten lips, bare teeth, and a sick sarcoma , Bulging eyes, ....

Everything seems to be real in front of the nightmare. ? ·? ·

Ouke was domineering in a troubled world, killing people like hemp, but when he encountered such a terrible existence that didn't make sense, he was instantly sweated and almost incontinent. His head was blank, and he could not control his feet and ran away.

When the boss ran, his followers naturally broke up. By daybreak, Oake found that his power was less than half.

Back to the old nest, there was nowhere to run away. The trenches were arranged and the defense waited until dawn, but the demon invasion imagined did not come. Boss Oak couldn't take a nap in his room, but was woken up by a panicked nagging.

Holding a telescope in the window and looking at it for a long time, Oke couldn't calm down. He couldn't figure out what happened to those people last night, but he subconsciously felt that the other party was not good enough to make him survive this year, but one was ruthless!

Just under his hands, Oak couldn't be too weak. He turned around and slap the messenger around him, slamming the other's eyes full of golden flowers while gritting his teeth and cursing: "It's just an airship, an airship, what are you afraid of?"

In the era of the popularity of airplanes, large airships are rare. After appeasing his men, Oke also had a headache. His site is not far from the Palace Square. What if the demon team wants to expand and find him first?

Fight hard? Oke himself was not confident, and the terrible scene last night had scared him and his men. Coupled with lack of troops and food, and poor equipment, there is really no chance of winning.

The gangsters are entangled in the city because the city has perfect living facilities. Some services that are extremely common under modern civilization are extremely valuable in the last days. For example, water supply. There are a lot of wells and water plants in the city, but it is difficult to get a well out of the city.

So Oke had nowhere to escape, and his forces would completely collapse within a day or two after leaving the city. And just when this mind was overwhelmed, he just ran in again with a slapping slap in his face, and said with a weak face, "Boss, the devil is here, and it is blocked at the door."

"What?" Okay was still thinking. Whenever I think of an enemy, I come. He quickly asked: "They killed them?"

"No, they're here with two people. I want to see you by name." If the carcass is sifted, the two battles, the pants have been pissed, and the smell is stinking. "A big demon with a translator. They're here. downstairs."

It didn't sound like he couldn't go out, and Oke resisted the idea of ​​jumping out of the window, brave, tightening his belt and walking out of his room. But when he had the courage to come to the first-floor lobby of his bandit building, the scene he saw was horrifying.

When he fled back last night, it was too chaotic. Many people wanted to grab something to continue to escape, and Oke shot several people on the spot to stabilize the situation. The dead body was left in the lobby waiting to be processed, and now it's okay, someone is helping to deal with it.

A huge mutant ignores the mob with ammunition and ammunition around him. If no one is sitting on a big sofa and grabbing a corpse's thigh, he is trembling. It twitches the flesh and blood, bites the bones, and spit out bone marrow. This kind of scene makes people in the hall feel like falling into a nightmare.

This is a living cannibalism!

Oak has been a boss for so long, and he has never eaten anyone. He didn't see the **** scenes. At this moment, the picture of the mutant life being chewed up was exploding, and he was about to faint. As he stood up, he saw a thin figure in front of him.

"Boss Okay, I am sending greetings on behalf of my new owner." The captive thug changed at this moment and has become a subordinate of the advance team ~ www.novelhall.com ~ his swaying body and dark face Grinning, there was a layer of shine.

To change it, low-level characters like captured thugs are not worth a glance at Oktor. But now a mutant gives him a backing, and he has to calm down and ask, "Who are you?"

The captured mob didn't know what kind of power he was. He boldly gave the advance team a proper name, the Devil Party.

"Our demon party is actually here to make friends and do business. Although something unpleasant happened last night, our boss doesn't want to see a similar situation again." The captured thug grinned out of his pocket and grinned. Half a pack of cigarettes, pick out one and give it to Oke.

"We want to buy some Asian slaves and white slaves in Luanda. This 'Extreme' cigarette is changed for a pack." The captured mob also found a lighter from Havana, and a 'ding' burst into flames and laughed. "This smoke is good, you will like it."

In the wasteland, cigarettes, which can soothe the spirit, are extremely expensive, and Zhou Qingfeng has been selling them as legionary fist products. And in the last days, there was a depression, and it was really only his power that sold cigarettes, and no tobacco leaves could be found anywhere else.

Oke took a puff of cigarettes, and his highly nervous nerves slowly relaxed and soothed, his breath was much calmer. He immediately felt that the slaves were a good trade for cigarettes, so he asked, "As long as Asians and whites?"

"The Asians are more obedient, and the whites have a higher education. This is what my new master meant." The captive mob said this, and he looked back intently or unintentionally, and smiled slyly: "I think you definitely don't Would you reject the deal? "

Is there any other way? No!

When he couldn't figure out his opponent's hole cards, Oke agreed.