Chapter 482: “Scrap machines” in processing plants

Chapter 482 "Scrap Machine" in the processing plant

After the man finished speaking, he pulled the sack up again.

But what that person didn't see was that the "monkey" lying in the sack secretly opened his eyes before the sack was pulled up.

Showing pleading eyes, he looked at Fatty Peng.

Fatty Peng saw it, and his trembling hand immediately grabbed Zhou Bai's arm nervously.

But Zhou Bai's eyes fell on the corner of "Monkey's" mouth.

There, on his long yellow hair, some obvious bloodstains can still be seen.

Zhou Bai's eyes dimmed.

Then I saw the sack being **** again, and a man carried the sack on his shoulder and walked away quickly.

Looking at the backs of those people leaving, Fatty Peng anxiously asked in a low voice: "What should I do, Brother Bai."

Fatty Peng clenched his hands into fists and looked at them anxiously, but he didn't know what he should do.

Zhou Bai turned his head to look at his appearance, and sighed.

He took out his pocket watch and roughly estimated the time.

Then he said to him: "Let's go, let's go and have a look."

When Fatty Peng heard this, he immediately looked at Zhou Bai with stars in his eyes.

"So am I going to have a knife, or a gun?

I haven't done anything to save people, so I'm so nervous. "

Zhou Bai shook his head helplessly.

"Don't take anything, don't talk, just follow them quietly."

Fatty Peng quickly shut up, turned his head, and nodded heavily at Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai also didn't take any weapons, and followed quickly.

After seeing their figures again, they kept a close distance and followed them quietly.

Zhou Bai and Peng Fatty led the way to a dilapidated processing factory.

As soon as they arrived near the processing plant, they saw the "little mouse" they had seen before squatting by a side door of the processing plant.

On the head of the "little mouse", this will be wrapped with a thick bandage.

The expression on his face was not very happy, and he was scribbling on the ground with his hands sullenly.

The man carrying the sack walked towards him.

Patted the sack on his shoulder with one hand, raised his eyebrows at the "little mouse", showing off the "things" he brought.

"Look, what have I brought?

This is definitely what you want. "

"Little Mouse" lazily stood up from the ground.

Walked in front of the bag of "goods" without any hope, opened the sack, and exposed a head covered in yellow hair outside the sack.

After seeing the "goods" brought by the opponent, the "little mouse" jumped up excitedly from the ground.

Then hurriedly rushed into the processing plant, shouting towards the inside while running.

"Caught it! Got it!

Come out and have a look. "

Zhou Bai took Fatty Peng to hide in a corner.

Seeing the "little mouse" running into the processing plant, he moved his position, approached the processing plant, found a stained window, and looked inside through the window.

In the processing plant, several people heard the shout of "little mouse" and ran out of the room quickly.

And just outside the processing factory, the people who came to deliver the "goods" also came over with sacks.

Fatty Peng's eyes followed the movement of the sack.

But Zhou Bai's eyes were not on them.

Instead, he passed them and looked towards another gate not far away.

At that gate, there were people being carried in one after another.

Their **** wounds were mixed with charred pieces of clothes, and the scene looked very horrifying.

Zhou Bai stared at them, couldn't help but move his feet, looking for a window where he could see them clearly, and slowly moved his position.

Fatty Peng still felt that Zhou Bai was here to save the "monkey".

Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from the rescue target, he showed a somewhat puzzled expression, but he didn't say a word, and hurriedly followed.

As they got closer to the other gate, Zhou Bai also saw those injured people more clearly.

Only their limbs were seen, and most of them were deformed.

And near the wound, most of them are a little burnt black.

It doesn't look like a wound left by an ordinary sharp weapon or a fight with someone.

And more like... being wounded by dynamite?

As soon as this idea popped into Zhou Bai's mind, he felt cold sweat start to ooze from his forehead.

In such a nearly collapsed city, where would there be explosives?

Zhou Bai remembered what the mother and son had just said.

"No, I don't want to go out of town, please spare me, I don't want to go out."

"Let go of my son, let go of him, you can't let him die."

Don't want to get out of town?

Assume that the son of the old woman will end up here as well.

Then their two words, don't they match the wounds on these people in front of them?

These injured people, like scrapped machines, were carried inside and randomly thrown into a corner.

Some hungry animals are already waiting there.

They picked those "scrapped machines" like picking goods.

When one is selected, the parts that can be used are "disassembled" and packed away.

The whole process is very smooth and smooth, it looks like this kind of thing, they have been through countless times.

Hearing the cries of pain coming from the window, Fatty Peng was so frightened that his legs went limp.

The veins on Zhou Bai's forehead were throbbing, and cold sweat broke out on his palms.

On the other side, "Monkey" has been crushed by several people and sent into a small room.

Fatty Peng's gaze followed his figure, and he became anxious.

Zhou Bai glanced at the location of the "monkey" out of the corner of his eye.

Then took a deep breath and continued to force himself to look at the **** scenes in front of him again.

His gaze swept over all the living creatures in this corner one by one.

When he saw a figure sitting quietly in the corner, he felt something was wrong, and quickly looked at him again.

It was a young man in red clothes, with no mutation features visible on his body.

He sat leisurely on the recliner, looking at the "animals" who were dividing up the "scrap machines", with a satisfied smile on his face.

That smile looks like admiring a beautiful work.

Zhou Bai stared for a moment, stretched out his hand to his pocket watch, and slowly raised it to the window.

Tilt the mirror to find where the red figure is.

The mirror changed the picture inside following the movement of Zhou Bai's wrist.

When the corner where the man in red was located entered the mirror, Zhou Bai could only see a reclining chair that he was shaking, appearing in the mirror.

And the man in red was completely invisible.

When Zhou Bai saw this, his heart skipped a beat.

Take a deep breath, slowly look away from the mirror, and continue to look at that corner.

At this moment, the man in red appeared in front of Zhou Bai again.

Moreover, he turned his head and looked at Zhou Bai coldly.

(end of this chapter)

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