The old woman said: "A few pictures are fine, the more you can keep your safety, haha~"

Isn’t it necessary to make such a name if you forcefully buy and sell? You also hired such a strong man?

Wait! Now isn't the time to think about this.

Anle interrupted his thoughts and said directly: "Then give me one."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw the bald man take out a dagger from his waist.

"Ten pictures! Ten pictures, each one is 10 o'clock." Anle took out the contribution card in her fart pocket and smiled far-fetchedly.

The old woman smiled and lifted the bamboo basket and counted the empty white cards!

An Le frowned even harder when staring at the white card. At this moment, the bald man's thick arm stretched out directly. An Le subconsciously wanted to withdraw the contribution card, but the next moment, the bald man directly strangled his wrist and his other hand skillfully raised his knife and fell.

Anle screamed in panic.

"Don't howl!" The bald man glared at him.

Subconsciously, I moved my fingers, and when I looked again, I only had a small mouth cut on my wrist, and a little blood was leaking out.

Then Anle saw the old woman stretching out her index finger and sucking away the blood. She skillfully drew a strange but beautiful pattern on the blank card, decorated with the six-pointed star. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the card related to Constance, the nourisher of the Tenth Apostle Flame.

The old woman quickly finished drawing the array patterns on ten cards, but Anle now has no time to think about this matter. Now he must hurry back to Xinmin District, otherwise he will be frozen to death on the streets. Therefore, when he thinks of this, Anle also made a direct deal with them.

Before leaving, the old woman and the bald man both held hands together and suddenly became pious and blessed: "May the angel be with you, the innocent and lovely child."

"Thanks."

Anle ran away quickly, and after looking at the time, there were only eight minutes left.

Can I catch up in three thousand meters and eight minutes?

......

Finally, the steel gate that could line up fifteen people was right in front of me. Anle, who was running quickly, breathed a sigh of relief. Give him another minute to return to Xinmin District.

Didi~

Suddenly, the steel gate was stained with red lights, and with the sounds, the gate was falling.

It's over!

I hurriedly regained my mind and felt the joy that just now burst out again. If I can't go home at night, where can I stay?

Do you want to go to the black market if you don’t want to go to again if you beat him to death?

Or sleep on the street?

Stop being funny, the temperature at night is below zero!

Bang ~

As the steel gate fell completely, Anle, who was less than five meters away from it, could not stop his footsteps, blocked his hands in front of him and hit the steel gate.

There are rules here, steel-like rules. Everyone needs to follow the steps. No one will feel sorry for the five-meter distance to wait for you.

"hateful!"

He gasped and patted the door unwillingly, cursing in his heart the two uninvited guests who were wasting his time.

If it weren't for them, how could this happen!

The heart of complaining about the world was exhausted and collapsed on the stone brick floor. He turned around and leaned against the cold steel gate and saw that the old people had begun to bustle out of the residential area.

At night, new people entered a curfew state, while most old people entered work until six o'clock the next morning.

In the eyes of those old people, the happiness of breathing on the door is like a homeless puppy. Their dislike for the new people comes from their inability to receive treatment from the new people, and of course, they also generally believe that the new people always look down on the old people.

If you don’t deal with each other, everyone has dignity.

Anle, who was disappointed, sighed a long time ago, and he was a little at a loss. Are you really going to sleep on the street tonight? Can you resist the temperature below zero?

Thinking of this, Anle sighed, then curled up, and hugged her knees with her arms.

When I became more and more helpless, I missed the home that was simple but warm. I thought of the peace of mind and the skills she learned from somewhere, and made the not-so-looking steamed buns she made.

Suddenly, a gust of wind passed by, and then a crisp metal sound came from his ear. Anle was frightened and suddenly raised his head, and a stone rolled down at his feet.

Not far away, five young men in ragged clothes were walking towards him with malicious intentions. The leader was a cockscomb-headed man, holding the stone in his hand, his eyes full of evil. The four men and women behind him, who were about the same age as him, were holding sticks in their hands, and were aggressive.

An Le, who had no self-defense equipment, stood up nervously and turned around and wanted to leave.

“piu~pa!”

But the next moment, a stone passed by his eyes without any emotion and hit the steel gate.

"Stand~then!" The young man in the head snorted.

Faced with the sudden threat, Anle swallowed, blinked quickly, and stood there tremblingly and did not dare to move.

His actual training scores have always been "first". In such situations, Charlotte is usually around him, but today I am really unlucky.

Soon, the group of people who were not good at first sight surrounded him. There was a creepy scar on the forehead of the cockscomb, and the rest of them also had scars of all sizes, which were much more fierce than the small-scale hospitalized.

But the most frightening reason for Anle, who had to follow their orders was that the shirt with the cockscomb head had a raised bulge at the waist, and the shape seemed to be a pistol.

Without Belinda by my side, the bullet would not have been weirdly hit me again.

Anle lowered her head, raised her eyes to look at people, and did not dare to speak for a while.

Jimcom reached out her hand and took the wooden stick from the woman next to her, and picked up Anle's chin, "Xinmin?"

"no."

"Bang"

The young man in charge swung Anle's left arm with a stick, making Anle feel the price of lying.

A woman reached out to twist the corner of Anle's clothes, Anle subconsciously moved to avoid it.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, another burning pain came from my left arm.

Anle's legs were trembling involuntarily, listening to their grim smiles and ridicule, he could only pretend that he could not hear anything.

The woman twisted the corner of Anle's clothes, rubbed it, and sneered: "You don't think you are Xinmin with such clean clothes and silk material?"

She shouted arrogantly: "Think we are idiots!"

With the woman's last anger, the three people behind her began to cheer.

"Don't you know everything if you take out the contribution card?"

"Hehe, yes, I can lend us a lot of money to contribute."

"Oh, others are so nice~"

"That's not, I'm a kind person at first glance."

“Hahahahahaha…”

During the migration, the steel city walls are divided into identities. There are many people who can confirm their identities, but the most powerful proof is undoubtedly the contribution card.

The contribution card of Xinmin is an electronic platinum technology card with the word "Oldness", while the old people are brass engraved with the word "Old People".

The contribution points in the transfer contribution card are also very direct. The cardholders each hold a corner of the fingerprint sensing area, and the two contribution cards are close to each other, just follow the prompt sound.

Listening to the sighs of the younger brothers, the young leader smiled and raised his chin, "Boy, take it out, are you still waiting for Master Dog to do it yourself?"

Anle blinked and asked, "How many do you want?"

"want?"

The young man in charge raised his eyebrows and corrected: "It was obviously you who wanted to lend us, but how much is it, it depends on how many you have~"

Anle swallowed and said, "Just, I bought a card to protect my safety just now. I spent 1,000 points, and there were only five hundred left in the card... If I don't dislike it..."

"Oh shit!"

Before he could finish his words, the young man in charge sweared, kicked him hard in the abdomen, then picked up the stick and hit Anle's convulsive back, and with a "click", the wooden stick in his hand was broken.

Anle fell to the ground with her abdomen in her pocket. The Ping An card in her pocket spilled all over the ground. The pain from her body made him lose the strength to stand up. The old wounds had not recovered yet, and new injuries were added. Anle, who fell to the ground, couldn't stop twitching.

"Then I'm not telling the truth, be careful that Master Dog won't make this friend with you!"

The leader stepped on Anle's back with one foot, threw away half of the wooden stick in his hand, and settled the accounts for the poor Xinmin, "Don't Xinmin have a lot of pocket money? Today is the tenth day, there is no 3,000 points, no matter how you say it, there must be 2,000, right?"

"A Ping An card only has one contribution point. Just count as you bought a hundred fucks. Master Dog only lends you 1,900 points, can you take it out, right?"

Anle took a few breaths and said, "I have about 2,200 points in my card, and I borrow all the dogs. I'm making friends. I'm not losing."

"Yeah, boy is quite good at it."

The young man in charge looked back at his companion and smiled.

Anle caused even more exaggerated ridicule, but as long as he could avoid this kind of flesh and blood, he would still have to spend his contributions on it.

Looking at the falling peace cards... Go to the ball and keep the bullshit peace!

He didn't go to collect them, and slowly stood up with his abdomen in his arms and asked, "Master Dog, I will transfer all my contribution points to you. Can I... give you a place to live?"

"No!" The young man in charge narrowed his eyes and said happily.

"All right......"

As he said that, Anle took out the contribution card placed in his left butt pocket, pinched the fingerprint area, and handed it to Master Gou. At this moment, he became even more nervous because his sister once told him a terrible thing, that is, someone would chop off his fingers to take possession of the contribution card.
Chapter completed!