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Chapter 558 Leon

"Beep, beep..." The whistle sounded throughout the 25th residential area. The homemade armored vehicle drove out of the tunnel. The car was covered with bullet marks as thick as fingers. There was also a crooked scar on the left side of the car. It can be seen that the car had experienced the baptism of crazy wars, but Ma Ningxing was still peaceful. Has war broke out in recent years?

Obviously, the bullet marks on the car were very new. As the whistle sounded, the hood was ripped up, and a burly man walked out of the car, shouting at the ruins irritably.

There were all kinds of vehicles behind the armored vehicles, but they looked miserable. On several trucks were seriously injured, and blood penetrated from the edge of the vehicle. They were so depressed and like a defeated army.

"Yian, I thought the house would be very bad. Look at what was ahead. Are you dazzled?" The burly man picked up the cannon and looked at the small buildings and town squares that were rising from afar, a little stunned.

"Boss, I don't know what's going on. When Lao Feng joined us more than ten months ago, he said that his family was completely abandoned. Could he be lying?" A floating motorcycle drove over to the armored vehicle. A young man with a small eyes was sitting on the motorcycle. He had a bandage wrapped around his neck. It should be Yian from the mouth of a burly man.

"Oh! Old Feng is dead. Let's go and see if it's an outsider who has occupied the territory and beat them to death. I'm worried that there is no place to vent my anger! Damn, we lost so badly this time. All the territory we have earned for six years is gone, and we have to go back here in the end. If you didn't persuade me, I would have died in the battlefield." The burly man turned around and looked at the convoy behind him, as if there was a sense of sadness and tragedy hovering over the convoy.

"Boss, stay in the mountains without fear of burning firewood, and death will not solve the problem. Although we made a vow when we left the 25th residents, we would never go back to this ghost place again. But oaths are bullshit. If those bastards in the first division abide by the oath, would we be so miserable? So we cannot die in vain. We should grit our teeth and survive the difficulties. Perhaps there will be a chance to make a comeback in the future and lead the brothers to fight back." Yian swore to relieve the burly man, but he really didn't have much confidence in his heart. At present, they are rebellious people who are everyone shouting to beat him.

"Okay, okay, those guys will not chase after you. No one wants to go to this ghost place in the 25th District. Anyway, the scenery has passed so many years, so I will take a break." The burly man never mentioned what he had sworn again, and sat firmly on the high fence of the armored vehicle, with his legs hanging down, and narrowed his eyes to look at the town getting closer and closer.

The residents of the town had already noticed the foreign convoy, and they immediately picked up construction tools and gathered near the square to prepare for battle.

West was the first to notice the arrival of the convoy. He regretted not blocking the tunnel. The second-hand trucks were already stuck on the main road before the residents were armed. Maybe it was useless to do so, but it could make people feel at ease.

"Master, what should we do now? We can't watch the hard-built home destroyed by foreign robbers. Even if we die, I won't allow it." The one-eyed uncle picked up his antique gun and was the first to issue a declaration.

Today's one-eyed uncle is clean and neatly cleaned his body. The blind eye he had already been stuffed into the gel eyeball. Although he could not see anything, it was very vivid and did not look like a one-eyed at all. With his recent conditioning and the installation of mechanical prosthetics, he was confident that he would wield his old fist and smashed three to four young people.

"Yes, we cannot be cowardly, we cannot give up the fruits of labor." The youngest Victor clenched his fists and encouraged everyone.

"Hey, don't be so pessimistic. This may be the people from our twenty-five residential areas. Everyone will brighten their eyes later. If anyone knows you, shout loudly. Didn't I usually say? What is the most important? Our lives are the most important." West took out a wrinkled mycelium cigarette and held it in his mouth and did not ignite it. He knew the best where the other party came from. He could hear the conversation between the burly man and Yian clearly even two kilometers away.

The time is not long, and the convoy is close to the town. For this town that suddenly appears, the convoy is very cautious, take out weapons and be vigilant, and start war immediately if it encounters an attack.

"Look! It's Leon and Ian. I'm the crooked Victor. Brother Leon, why are you back?" Victor rushed out excitedly. He was only twelve years old but very clever. He immediately raised his arm to indicate that he was not threatening.

"Little guy with crooked mouth? Is this little bastard still dead?" The burly man lowered the cannon barrel, and dozens of figures appeared on the other side. He looked at it one by one and all of them were familiar faces.

"Hehe, Victor? You guys are so strong in vitality. Tell me to see, they are dressed well! They are also mechanical prosthetics, they are rare high-end goods!" Yian tried his best to be majestic, but the convoy behind him was not very faced, filled with humming and painful screams.

"Brother Ian, I haven't seen you for many years, and I dare not recognize you." Victor looked at the other party enviously. It was his dream to go out to join the Iron Fist Brotherhood, but his crooked mouth Victor was very weak and no one wanted him.

"Crip Man Niu, come and talk about what's going on in this town." The burly man Leon was arrogant. Even if he was in a down-and-out position, he was still a decent and superior person in the face of poverty left in the twenty-fifth residential area.

Manniu coughed lightly and moved his eyes to a figure. West walked out from behind the construction robot and waved his hand to say hello: "Leon, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you doing?"

"Are you?" Leon, a burly man, shook his body and almost fell off the armored vehicle. His eyes gradually became blood-filled and shouted: "Ah! You are West, you can't be wrong. You are the bastard who abandons your loved ones, the scum of the Leed family, West."

Leon was furious and jumped down from the three-meter-high armored vehicle with both feet. He strode toward West, and his huge fist hit him quickly, as if he wanted to kill the opponent.

"Brother-in-law, I was wrong." West did not dodge, and said these five words calmly. The fist stormed his face and hit his face. His huge fist almost hit his face and stopped forcibly.

"Bastard, who is your brother-in-law? The adoptive father does not have a son like you." Leon opened his hand and slapped West in the face, and then slapped him hard.

However, Leon's previous murderous posture disappeared, and there was a hint of affection in his fist, which only beat the person to the point of being unable to form a human form, but he would not be beaten to death alive.

Leon kept hitting for ten minutes, and his eyes became wet without realizing it. Why did he establish the Iron Fist Brotherhood? After all, he was paying off his debts for the guy in front of him and paying so many lives back then, but when he was about to succeed, he returned to the sad place and saw West. The mood was very complicated. I don’t know if he should hate or vent, but maybe there was still a little relief in his heart.

"West, you are not welcome here. Get out of the twenty-fifth residential area. In the regard of your sister and your adoptive father, I will not kill you because you are the last one of the Leeds. The adoptive father died of depression, and I did not protect your sister and your second brother. What should I do when I come back? Isn't it good to be outside? You don't have to pretend to be pitiful to everyone. I want to make you feel guilty for the rest of your life, so I will not allow you to come back to atone for your sins." Leon said firmly, lifting his feet and kicking West far away, and then preparing to lead the convoy into town.

"No, Brother Leon, you can beat Brother West, but you can't let him go. This is the home he led everyone to build. The mushroom farm has resumed production and has produced more than before. We can survive. We will make mistakes. Please give him a chance to reform." The girl with a slut face crawled to West, saying and crying. Another fifty-seven town residents gathered around.

"Leon, you are a hero. You have led everyone to capture a lot of territory. But you have never cared about us old people and disabled people. You asked us to die. It was West who led us to rebuild our home. As long as we are willing to work hard, we will be able to live a safe and stable life and will definitely live a good life." The one-eyed uncle was filled with tears in his eyes. He was a little panicked when he saw West's dying look. Even when facing a powerful man like Leon, he didn't care about fear.

"Oh? Are you protecting this guy like this? Then let the town be out. Anyway, with the strength of you guys, you can't protect this place. It's better to follow West to find your stable life." Leon's face became ferocious, and he was a little surprised by the disabled cohesion. He had never done this for more than ten years.

"Boss, eliminate the fire and drive these poor people to the ruins. This will be our camp in the future. God really helps our Iron Fist Brotherhood. The brothers will soon recover their combat effectiveness after resting in the town." Yian is definitely a dog-headed military advisor. He is too lazy to even look at the elderly, weak, women and children. This is the survival rule of the bloody slums for hundreds of years.

"Hmph, I don't want to see this bastard West again, you guys follow him." Leon looked at the crowd and scoffed.

"Wait a minute, Leon, you can beat me. These people are the people. They have the right to live in the houses they built. I think you have worked hard all these years. It is difficult to survive outside, right? So why not lead everyone to rebuild the 25th residential area, why not make it into a dungeon? Why not make it into a comfortable nest that everyone yearns for? As long as you work hard, you can do it. I came back this time just to see everyone. Now the whole family is only you and me, and you still have to be hostile? I think you need to face yourself seriously, don't embark on the road like me, and wait for many years before you can return to the road." West stood up in a leisurely manner, and the embarrassment just now disappeared, and even his body was not stained with mud, making people mistakenly think that Leon's fist was a decoration.

"You, have you realized the power of your adoptive father and become a martial monk? This is impossible, you bastard." Leon shook his body and ran over. He was arrogant all these years and did not allow others to play with him.
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