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Chapter 47: The Stone Door Opens


More than a dozen people stood in the empty hall, watching the man and two women walk out of a stone door that suddenly opened.

They were both surprised and coveted, but mostly they were sizing up the leader of the team.

An Asian man whose body looks only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

Compared with the leader, many people even focus on the blond girl in the back.

This woman looks much more threatening than this man with a strange weapon.

But everyone present did not act rashly.

Those who can survive here are all smart people.

Otherwise, he would have died in the belly of evil beasts outside or at the hands of similar people with malicious intentions.

Shooting a bird in the head may seem impressive, but it can also lead to a tragic death.

As if he thought of something, a black muscular man with his hands folded across his chest had contempt in his eyes.

"Look, look who's coming."

A female voice sounded in the hall, and Zhao Qian followed the voice and looked at it.

The woman in the corner was being held in the arms of a wrinkled man.

He looked a bit familiar.

He seemed to have seen him in the gym.

He should be one of Barry's people.

"Our eldest lady."

The woman looked past the Asian leader and looked at the blond girl behind him with gritted teeth, with more resentment in her eyes.

She hated why this person named Lili Yeste and her damn neurotic father came to find her.

She hated that she had fallen into the hands of this old man and was being played with.

She hated that the woman in front of her was still alive.

Lilieste is the culprit of all this.

As for the mysterious alien ruins, she may have long ignored them in her heart.

"She is what you call a beauty.

She is indeed very good."

The wrinkled old man licked the face of the giggling woman in his arms, sniffed the scent in the air with a twitching nose, and looked at the blonde with salivation.

Perhaps he has been away from the civilized world for too long, so he seems to have a perverted desire for women in the civilized world.

His eyes were full of undisguised desire.

Frowning and touching his nose, Zhao Qian glanced at the woman behind him who had become the center of attention.

He seemed to have been ignored.

This is not a good thing, especially in his memory, there are too many conflicts caused by women.

Especially the more beautiful women.

And the next second, he also understood the fact that women are a disaster.

You don’t have to do anything at all, and trouble will naturally come to your door.

"Hey, that boy over there, considering that you are a fellow countryman, I won't kill you."

The old man holding the woman looked at Zhao Qian and said, this man who was still wearing a leather jacket seemed to have been used to this kind of attitude of talking to others, and his words were even more natural.

Very strange.

But he didn't answer.

The swordsman glanced at the old man among the group of people, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable fear.

It was like seeing something very difficult.

Yes, judging from his aura, he is just an ordinary bad old man with age spots on his face.

If coupled with his leather jacket and boots that look a bit historical on his feet, he can barely be regarded as an old man.

Just an old cowboy.

"Who are you" Zhao Qian looked at this person and asked, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet from the whispers.

Many people who seemed to know the details had already looked at the only yellow-skinned young man in the crowd, as if they were looking at a corpse that was about to appear.

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Pity or ridicule.

This is the main theme that most often looks at Zhao Qian.

"who I am" The old cowboy pointed at himself, his expression seemed to be that he had heard a good joke.

"Hey, this kid is actually asking me who I am.

Hahaha."

He pinched the woman in his arms twice and smiled fakely, like a villain in a 1900s western movie.

In fact, he was indeed imitating.

After all, before this, he was just a soldier.

"You tell him."

The old man said to the woman in his arms.

His cloudy eyes were half-squinted, looking at the young man who didn't know whether to live or die, with a cold murderous aura.

"Mr.

James is the leader of the camp near this building, the master of the camp, and the true god of the camp.

He is also the strongest among this group of people."

The woman pointed proudly at the group of silent people in front of her and said.

This is something she is proud of, and something she is proud of.

In places like the United States, sugar daddies have never been seen as something shameful.

They are keen to follow the strong, and this behavior has become somewhat pathological in all aspects of society before the Day of Judgment.

This behavior has become even more natural in the post-apocalyptic world.

"oh."

Zhao Qian responded, looking at the woman named Barbara who was being held in the arms of an old man.

In fact, if it weren't for someone beside him saying her name, he wouldn't even be worth the name of this woman who only had a relationship with him.

The group of people in front of him were not very strong, in his eyes.

But this old man really needs to be dealt with carefully, because the qi on his body is so clean that Zhao Qian can't even notice anything else.

This is the first time he has understood the use of Qi in the past few days.

The atmosphere of the scene was reached after the young man responded with a choking word "oh".

Many locals who were not well-off were turning their faces and snickering.

The old cowboy looked at this ordinary person who dared to challenge his authority, with a trace of frost on his face.

In fact, he knew in his heart that the young man in front of him was definitely not as simple as he appeared.

This could be seen to some extent from the other two women who came with him.

Because as the leader of the camp in this area, he knows very well that if you want to get close to the central building, good luck is definitely not the key.

Strength is the key, otherwise if the strongest among them is just the blond woman, a random evil beast can kill them in any minute.

James knows this very well, but he also knows better that after that change, no one here can be better than him.

It didn't happen before, it doesn't happen now, and it won't happen in the future.

"young people."

The old man said, his voice making everyone quiet down, for fear that this person's anger would involve him.

"No one told you" "Boom" The words were interrupted, and everyone present was attracted by the stone chambers that suddenly opened in front of the main hall.

They were originally just a wall in the eyes of this group of people.

But these are not the main point.

The main point is the lines of words that gradually light up on the door of each stone chamber.

"Ten seconds, each group of people chooses a room.

Violators will die."

The atmosphere was relieved immediately, and everyone was confused by this sudden change.

Everyone believes this is absolutely true.

It only took a few tenths of a second to react before everyone started running towards the open stone chambers.

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Zhao Qian watched.

He reacted very quickly.

Compared to those people, his speed was much faster.

Let the two women following behind show their speed.

He chose a room at random, stood at the door of an empty stone room, and waited until both people entered.

He neatly kicked out another unknown guy who was trying to squeeze in.

Counting the seconds, he glanced at James, who was not moving any slower than him.

That old guy definitely hides a lot of strength.

But he was smart, at least he didn't immediately risk his life to give himself a showdown.

Instead, he dragged the woman named Barbara to the nearest stone room, got into it, and threw the two people out.

The action is crisp, but effective.

He retracted his head.

"Peng" The next moment, the doors of these stone chambers were slammed shut as if they were subject to some kind of suction

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