Chen Dong looked forward.

The buildings in the distance are short and dilapidated, messy and old, clustered together, and form a clear dividing line with the rows of high-rise buildings around them.

It gives people a feeling of traveling through time.

Just by looking at it, you can feel the aura of poverty coming towards you.

Even the roads gradually became rough and dilapidated.

When the vehicle is driving, you can clearly feel a strong bumpy feeling.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of rot and urine.

Chen Dong couldn't help but frown.

Yuan Yigang said in a deep voice: "Here are all people without hope."

"Hope is always given to yourself." Chen Dong responded, "If you don't want to give yourself hope, then there is no hope at all. If there is still a trace of flame burning in your heart, if you add up, one day the wildfire will be over.

It can start a prairie fire."

Yuan Yigang glanced at Chen Dong.

He rubbed his nose, smiled and murmured: "I really can't understand you. You are young, but you have seen through so many things."

"Because I've been through it all."

Chen Dong smiled casually and pointed to the dilapidated slums: "Growing up, my mother and I have lived in slums."

Yuan Yigang's smile froze.

He shrugged, suppressed his laughter, and picked up the walkie-talkie to cheer everyone up.

Slums combine dilapidation, darkness, and decay.

As Yuan Yigang said, a group of low-class people with no hope live here.

In a no-care zone, a group of hopeless people believe in the same rules as in the natural jungle, as simple and crude as they are in the natural jungle.

The weak eat the strong!

Even for a piece of bread to satisfy your hunger, it may even lead to a bloody battle.

The reason why Yuan Yigang and Ye Yuanqiu initially opposed Chen Dong's planned route to include the slums was that they were not only worried about the menacing assassinations from the forces behind the scenes, but also worried about the crisis in the slums.

This is a place full of murderous intent.

"Everyone follows the team without any pause, and strives to pass through the slums as quickly as possible."

Yuan Yigang shouted into the intercom, his voice sonorous and powerful, leaving no chance for hesitation.

This...is an order!

"Passing through too fast will give the forces behind the scenes no chance." Chen Dong was speechless.

Yuan Yigang smiled bitterly: "There is a difference between what you and I mean by fast."

Chen Dong stopped talking and stared ahead.

Gradually, we are getting closer and closer to the slums.

The unpleasant smell in the air is getting stronger and more pungent.

The aura of ruin that hits your face.

It gives people a feeling of depression and fear.

Along the way, some women dressed in rags could also be seen, standing still and looking at the motorcade with dull eyes.

On the roadside, there were also shirtless men with tattoos, looking at them maliciously.

On weekdays, few people come to the slums.

What's more, it's a fleet of luxury cars.

Soon, Chen Dong understood the difference between Yuan Yigang and the "fast" he said.

The dilapidated and potholed roads made it impossible for the convoy to travel at any speed.

No matter how fast it is, the speed of the entire convoy is still as slow as a turtle crawling.

Moreover, people from the slums often crowded in front, and they could only be driven away. After they dispersed, the convoy could move slowly.

Chen Dong frowned and looked at the mess outside.

He suddenly felt melancholy.

After all... I was still too hasty.

If he had known that the situation in the slums would be like this, he would have carefully considered changing the route.

At the current average speed of the convoy, which cannot reach the speed of thirty yards through the slums, as long as the assassin ambushing in the dark is not blind, he can probably point and hit wherever he wants, right?

"Do you suddenly feel like you are still too young?"

Yuan Yigang seemed to have read through Chen Dong's thoughts and smiled bitterly.

Chen Dong made no secret, nodded, and responded with a wry smile.

Just at this moment.

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise from ahead.

Immediately afterwards, noisy and noisy voices could be heard.

Chen Dong and Yuan Yigang's expressions were serious at the same time.

Yuan Yigang hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie and asked: "What happened up front?"

"The leading car hit the woman in the slum. People have gathered around her. I'm letting people deal with it."

Ye Yuanqiu's deep voice sounded on the intercom.

Because of the collision, the road ahead was blocked and the entire convoy came to a standstill.

The noise in front was getting louder and noisier.

The crowd gathered more and more.

Even a member of the Honghui would be overwhelmed by such a scene.

The fear of death is the most appropriate way to describe the current situation.

Chen Dong and Yuan Yigang, who were sitting in the car, their faces completely darkened.

Because they discovered that as the convoy stopped, time passed.

There were already many people gathered around. They were not going to fight in the front, but stood by with eager eyes, watching each car with malicious eyes.

"I feel like I'm entering a wolf's den." Chen Dong rubbed his nose.

"We can't wait any longer. If we drag it on, not to mention the forces behind the scenes, these people may not be able to stand it any longer."

Yuan Yigang said in a deep voice, picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "Mr. Ye, if we delay it any longer, there will probably be riots in the slums."

This is not an empty mouth.

A convoy of dozens of luxury cars entered the slums.

In the eyes of these hopeless people, they are just small mobile vaults.

For those who believe in the survival law of the jungle, who can resist their greed when faced with a small treasury?

"Money is being distributed."

On the intercom, Ye Yuanqiu responded simply and rudely.

However.

boom!

The sound of a gunshot echoed over the slums like thunder.

In an instant, the entire slum fell silent.

The next second.

Everyone in the slum suddenly became restless.

The crowd that had been gathering around the car had been impatient for a long time. Following the sound of the gunshot, as if it was an order, they all rushed toward the convoy with red eyes.

"All cars start immediately and rush out!"

Yuan Yigang's expression changed drastically and he gave an order.

The stalled motorcade finally started moving again.

Bang bang bang...

Gunshots were heard continuously from all directions.

The entire slum seemed to be exploding.
To be continued...