Rise of the Wasteland

The Chinatown in Manhattan is not a small area. The buildings and facilities here are far inferior to other areas in Manhattan.

Zhou Qingfeng traveled along both sides of the road and went to the nearby fire station according to the map index. But he soon faced a matter of not knowing whether to cry or laugh, and the street he was going to was set up with barricades.

Several streets where Chinese people gather are blocked by others. They are trapped in their own territory and forbid any outsiders to enter and exit. They intend to protect themselves in this passive way.

"I saw the patrol, there are sentries on the top of the building, and there are at least a few thousand people living inside." Zhou Qingfeng raised his telescope and can see that these fellows have done a good job in fighting illegal immigrants and urban gangsters.

"You Chinese are fierce." Katerina is also watching. A Chinese patrol was dragging the body, and several white people appeared to be killed trying to hit the barricade.

"I always thought that our Chinese were bullied abroad." Although Zhou Qingfeng was very happy that his compatriots could have a place of safety, the barricades stopped him. If he were to circumvent, he would have to face another group of gangsters occupying the street.

"Don't be bullshit. When you Chinese are fierce, you are fiercer than anyone else!" Katerina was very unconvinced by Zhou Qingfeng's words. "I used to fight with your Chinese when I was a mercenary in Africa.

每次 Every time you are attacked, the whole world will know that you feel wronged. But when you attack others, you never say. When the Chinese robbed the site, they became extremely brutal. "

"Is that right?" Zhou Qingfeng was so happy that when he heard the news, he had a feeling of ‘comrades so shameless, I ’m relieved’.

However, Catalina's tone has changed again, teasing and saying: "But you Chinese are also struggling. You want to be first in everything you do. If you are not the first, you will be unhappy and don't stop."

"Stop, stop, stop, let's think about the trouble in front of us, right?" Zhou Qingfeng heard some shame, he didn't want to talk about these black history.

"What else can you do? Say hello to them and discuss if you can excuse me? You Chinese also have the advantage of being willing to communicate and communicate with others as long as the method is correct.

We can't kill everyone in Manhattan. The closed-up forces like this will certainly be what we will face in the future. "

特 Caterina also pushed Zhou Qingfeng, he asked in amazement: "You let me go up?"

"Don't you let me as an Englishman?" Katrina rolled her eyes.

Woohoo ..., it seems that I really can only go up.

Zhou Qingfeng is not very accustomed to facing the muzzle, but he can only stand up and yell at the distant sentry, "Hi! I am Chinese, can I talk to you?"

The guard post immediately aimed at the gun, scaring Zhou Qingfeng into hiding behind a building wall. After a while, the sentinel shouted in Chinese: "The opposite side, you can come slowly, but I want to see your hands."

"Go, Chinese boy." Katerina patted Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder, jokingly said, "I hope you have the expertise in negotiation."

Zhou Qingfeng flashed his head a few times, determined that there was no danger on the opposite side, and then ventured out. He also raised his hands up to signal that he was harmless. But when he approached, someone popped up after the barricade, looked at him carefully and asked, "Are you the kid who killed the Mayor of New York?"

The unfortunate director of the New York Police Department, Braton, has achieved Zhou Qingfeng's reputation!

"Yes!" Zhou Qingfeng nodded his head, "My name is Zhou Qingfeng, and my English name is Victor Hugo."

After the barricade, there were several Chinese armed with guns, and a middle-aged man shouted enthusiastically: "Lady, come in quickly! We now need someone like you who dare to kill and dare to kill. You have been reported on TV, I believe You can never be a group of white and black people. "

The middle-aged man is obviously a leader. He patted Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder vigorously and said, "Boy, your equipment is really good! The police in New York have not lost a lot in your hands. You have stolen many good things from them. what!"

Zhou Qingfeng also brought all kinds of NYPD equipment, he also said cheerfully: "Uncle, can I discuss something with you?"

"Want to join us? I said everything, no problem. My surname is Zheng, from Hebei, you can call me Uncle Zheng in the future." Uncle Zheng is really enthusiastic. Meet other friends.

Zhou Qingfeng could not speak for a while and could only follow Uncle Zheng. He quickly entered a curbside restaurant, which had been transformed into a headquarters.

"Come here, guys, do you know this kid ?! Victor Hugo, who made a big noise in New York a week ago. His real name is Zhou Qingfeng, and he came to us today." Uncle Zheng shouted in the restaurant. voice.

Zhou Qingfeng originally thought he would be cheered, but there were only a few cold eyes in the restaurant, which made his prepared smiles useless. There are more than a dozen people in the restaurant, young and old, sitting around the table with sad faces, as if they had just concluded a fruitless discussion.

"Alas? As for worrying about this? We are not living very well now ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Uncle Zheng is optimistic and pulls Zhou Qingfeng to introduce everyone here." This old man, Li, is from Fujian , Old overseas Chinese. This little Tang, a new immigrant who came seven years ago. This is Mark, who used to be a soldier in the U.S. Army and is our main force. "

大 Uncle Zheng introduced, Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward and shook hands with a smile. As he walked in front of Mark, the young man, shaved and wearing US military training uniforms, said in a sarcastic tone: "I can't stay outside, so I thought of looking for compatriots to keep warm? But we have no food left here. ! "

"I guessed it." Zhou Qingfeng could understand with his knees. The big business of these Chinese people is also very expensive. Without outside supplements, everyone must sit in a sad city, "I actually came to excuse."

"Why excuse me?" Father Li, sitting on the other side, gave a Southern Fujian accent and snatched it away.

"My companion and I are going to Bloom Street behind you, but a few streets around here are blocked. I can only come up with a way to borrow the road."

"Do you have a companion? How many people?"

"Just two, me and an Englishman. We want to get a fire rescue truck on Bloom Street."

Listening to Zhou Qingfeng, there were only two of them. Father Li shook his head and said, "It was okay to say a few days ago, but now I ca n’t get through, everything is blocked. Everyone is robbing the land, everyone is afraid of being robbed, who Can't believe anyone.

Now everyone knows New York is finished and we all want to run. Coblon Street is the site of another group of people. Thousands of us are trapped here and ca n’t move. We ca n’t escape if we want to escape ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Welcome the book readers. The most popular serial works are all in ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Please read for mobile users.