"Brother...brother, don't be impulsive, we will just do as you are told!"
The young man named Binzi smiled and dropped the heavy firearm in his hand on the ground, but his movements were deliberately slow.
The other Spark Legion members also had angry and unwilling expressions on their faces, but they also knew very well that if Tang Zhen really fired, even if he didn't hit them, he would attract the cyborg warriors on the street.
If this is the case, then their fate will definitely be extremely miserable.
After hesitating for a moment, the other members of the Spark Legion had to grit their teeth and throw away their weapons. At the same time, their hands and feet were trapped by Binzi one after another, and finally they were trapped.
After a while, there were a bunch of people lying on the ground with unwilling expressions on their faces.
Tang Zhen snorted coldly, turned his head and glanced at the steaming stove, inserted the pistol into his waist, and walked in front of the trapped people.
After checking the ropes on their bodies, Tang Zhen walked back to the kitchen and continued to prepare his side dishes.
As if these members of the Spark Legion did not exist, Tang Zhen carefully chopped the vegetables, mixed them with seasonings, and then washed his hands with satisfaction.
The whole process was so leisurely, and the indifference made everyone almost furious.
After coming to the window and observing for a while, Tang Zhen walked slowly to the members of the Spark Legion, pulled a man sitting on the sofa to the ground, and then leaned against him comfortably.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do with you?"
Pulling out a pistol and putting it on a man's head, Tang Zhen cocked the hammer so that it could be fired at any time.
The man with the pistol pressed against his head stiffened, swallowed hard, and said to Tang Zhen: "Friend, we have something to talk about. You should also be a member of an organization that resists cyborgs, right?"
Because cyborgs have extremely strict control over weapons, ordinary people have no chance to obtain firearms. What's more, the weapon Tang Zhen uses is a standard pistol specially designed for cyborgs.
Even if ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, they will stay away from it for fear of causing trouble to themselves.
So Tang Zhen, who has two standard pistols in his hands, is definitely not an ordinary citizen!
"Did I let you speak, bastard!"
Tang Zhen raised his eyebrows and kicked the man in the stomach, causing his body to twitch and twist immediately.
With a fierce look on his face, Tang Zhen roared low and put away all the weapons on the ground.
"You stand up and follow me to see if there is anyone next door!"
Tang Zhen pointed his gun at Binzi and motioned for him to stand up and act with him.
Reaching out to untie the rope from the other party's body, Binzi stood up from the ground and followed Tang Zhen cautiously.
I walked to the corridor and gently knocked on the doors of the two neighboring households, but found no one responded.
The chaos occurred during work hours, so neither of the two residents were probably at home.
They didn't return for two days. They were either hiding or something had happened, otherwise it would be impossible for them not to go home and escape.
However, in order to prevent any accidents, Tang Zhen still pried open the door. Binzi was stunned by his neat technique.
"It only takes two seconds to open the door. Brother, have you ever unlocked a door before?"
Tang Zhen ignored Binzi's exclamation. He raised his gun and walked in to check. After confirming that no one was hiding, he closed the door and left.
After returning to his house, Tang Zhen tied up Binzi again and threw him on the sand.
This guy performed well, so Tang Zhen gave him certain preferential treatment, as he didn't have to lie on the cold ground.
At this time, the steamed buns were already steamed. Tang Zhen walked into the kitchen, took out the steamed buns, and brought them to the living room along with the side dishes.
The aroma of freshly cooked food immediately filled the room.
Putting the food on the table, Tang Zhen took one casually, and ate it directly without caring about the steaming heat.
"Gulu..."
The sound of swallowing saliva kept coming, and at the same time there was the sound of my stomach growling.
The members of the Spark Corps watched Tang Zhen eating the steamed buns, and they all gritted their teeth with hatred, but they were also very envious in their hearts.
This was the first time they discovered that a very ordinary food like steamed buns could taste so tempting!
"Brother, can you give me a bite too!"
Binzi lay beside the sand, swallowed his saliva, and begged Tang Zhen in a low voice.
From the beginning of the battle to now, they have not had any water at all, and they have long been so hungry that they have no strength.
In fact, even they themselves did not expect that the war would be so cruel. In less than two days, many of their companions had died in the hands of the cyborgs.
Facing the torn corpses of their companions, they have not collapsed yet, and they are already very resilient!
Tang Zhen glanced at Binzi, casually broke open half of the bun, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Binzi didn't care that the steamed bun burned his mouth, he put it on the back of the sofa and ate it in one go.
Because his mouth was too dry, the steamed buns were a little difficult to swallow. This guy choked and rolled his eyes.
"Uh...brother, please give me some more water!"
With steamed bun crumbs stuck to the corner of his mouth, Binzi licked his face and spoke again.
"You have a lot to do, kid, go and drink by yourself!"
Tang Zhen reached out and took out his saber, and opened the ropes around Binzi's hands and feet, indicating that he could move freely.
Bin Zi was stunned for a moment, then stood up under the expectant eyes of his companions, and quickly drank a glass of water and poured it into his stomach.
After humming comfortably, Binzi walked carefully to Tang Zhen and showed him a flattering smile.
"Brother, you see, we are all on the same side. We are all fighting against the oppression of cyborgs. We can be considered comrades in arms, right?"
Tang Zhen glanced at Binzi and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, what are you going to do?"
"They haven't eaten all day, can they eat some too?"
Hearing this, everyone who was swaying on the ground had a look of anticipation in their eyes, waiting for Tang Zhen's answer.
"If you didn't understand the rules, you would have filled your stomach long ago. Why would you be suffering like this!"
Tang Zhen curled his lips, glanced at the woman with a lot of blood on her nose, and handed the basin with food to Binzi.
The woman's face turned red when she heard this, she snorted slightly and turned her head in another direction.
Binzi happily picked up the basin, walked to his companions, and they helped him up, then broke the steamed bun into pieces and stuffed it into his mouth.
Everyone, who had been hungry for a long time, devoured the food voraciously, and even bit Binzi's finger during the process, causing him to grimace in pain.
After feeding everyone one by one, Binzi ran to the window to observe, and then sat down on the sofa.
"Brother, do you think we can't escape?"
Binzi scratched his head and asked Tang Zhen somewhat depressedly.
"You may not survive, but that doesn't include me!"
Tang Zhen glanced at everyone with frustrated faces and said in a cold voice.
"Brother, please stop teasing me. If you are with us, how can you escape from the cyborg's pursuit?"
Binzi still had an annoyed expression. Although the current environment was relatively safe, they might fall into the hands of cyborgs at some point.
Cyborgs will never be merciful to those who resist.
When fighting, my blood was boiling, but now that I was hiding, the fear in my heart kept growing.
Tang Zhen sat on the sofa, glanced at the members of the Spark Legion, and nodded lightly.
"So, we are just grasshoppers on a rope!"
"certainly!"
"If that's the case, then we really should help each other!"