"Confirm?!" The policeman glanced at the hand card in Zou Zichuan's hand.

"Confirm!" Zou Zichuan nodded lightly, but his eyes were fixed on the iron gate. At this time, you can see that the wire mesh behind the iron gate was already crowded with dense crowds. If it weren't for the wire mesh like thorns, the group of people would have rushed to the edge of the iron gate.

At this time, Zou Zichuan noticed that behind the barbed wire, there were many silver-white metal pillars, densely packed and layered. I guess these pillars were to avoid crowding people behind and squeeze the people in front onto the barbed wire, forming a terrifying crowd.

"Haha... brothers, come out quickly, someone is going to go to the refugee camp."

The policeman suddenly became excited and rushed to the edge of the glass room and opened the door and shouted.

"real?!"

"No way!"

"Yeah?!"

...

Immediately, more than 30 policemen rushed out in a swarm, with all kinds of expressions on their faces, some doubts, some shocks, some surprises, and of course, more excitement. Obviously, a comfortable life needs stimulation, and they are no exception.

"Look at your hand." A majestic police officer finally came out of it.

Zou Zichuan didn't say much and handed him his hand. Along the way, he didn't remember how many times he had been checked by the police. He was already used to it.

After the police scanned the hand card with an instrument, they connected the database through the holographic image, and then verified Zou Zichuan's identity before handing the hand card to Zou Zichuan.

"Why did you want to enter the refugee camp? Don't you know it's dangerous inside?" The policeman stared at Zou Zichuan, as if he wanted to see a clue from Zou Zichuan's expression.

"I know, but I have to go in." There was no expression on Zou Zichuan's face.

"Haha, what I want to tell you is that it's easy for you to get in, but it's not easy for you to get out. Do you know how many refugees there are?"

"How many?" Zou Zichuan did not know the specific number of refugees.

"Three hundred thousand!"

"Three hundred thousand!" Zou Zichuan's body shook and said in shock.

"Yes, this is an official statistics. If you include those smugglers who accidentally entered refugee camps, the data may be far beyond that number."

"What do they eat?" This is Zou Zichuan's most concerned issue, because the amount of food per day is very large, with a population of 300,000.

"We use a levitation truck to throw a certain amount of nutrient solution in the refugee camp every day. Of course, these nutrient solution cannot meet their needs. The rest can only depend on themselves. That river has a very rich source of food, and even three million people can support it, but it is very dangerous."

Zou Zichuan nodded and suddenly understood why the refugee camp was set up in this position in order to let the refugees solve their food problems themselves.

"There are not only red dragons inside, but also many dangerous animals. Even the colorful shell insects can only be slaughtered in the Red River Valley. Of course, the most dangerous thing is not these animals, there is one thing that is more dangerous than those animals. Therefore, I advise you not to enter the adventure. There is a paradise of crime, and people will die every day!"

"Open the door."

Zou Zichuan walked straight to the iron gate, looking at the ferocious gaze behind the iron gate with a faint look. It was a heart-pounding gaze, a crazier gaze than a wild beast.

"Open the door!"

The majestic police officer turned his head. More than 30 police officers looked at each other, then ran to the big iron gate, raised their guns and shot them into the sky, making crackling sounds. The guns used by these police officers were guns that fired bullets. Compared with humans, laser guns were too lethal, but their deterrence was not as good as ancient guns and ammunition. Therefore, many countries are still using guns that fire bullets as police guns.

Amid the crackling sound of gunfire, some refugees surrounding the iron gate retreated like a tide, maintaining at least one hundred meters away from the iron gate. This was a safe distance. After the iron gate was opened, more than 30 police officers could completely control the distance of 100 meters. Moreover, behind them, dozens of mechas were eyeing them. Those mechas were not something human power could fight against.

"Click!"

The small door under the iron door was pushed open, and dozens of policemen stood behind the thick steel pillars of the iron gate as if they were facing a great enemy, staring at the dense refugees at the entrance of the valley with vigilant eyes. At this time, the mechas also moved slowly. It was obvious that the mechas' fire control system had been opened. As long as they found that there was nothing wrong, the black artillery fire would burst out with deadly sparks.

"Thank you." Zou Zichuan nodded to the policeman and strode into the small door.

With a "clang", the heavy small iron door was closed.

"I wish you a good journey. If you can still come back alive, we will open the door for you!" said the old police officer.

"Thanks."

Zou Zichuan did not look back, but looked at the 100-meter open space. The open space was actually not empty, because there were dense metal pillars. These pillars were not high and less than one meter, which could block the flow of people and would not form a bunker.

"This fool can't come back, hehe!"

"Brother Kampawn has come out, there is a chance to watch it."

"Hey, there is always no shortage of fools in this world. I remember that a guy who was looking for his woman went in last month and never appeared again. Unfortunately, that guy is full of strength..."

"Let's watch the fun. Every day when you watch these refugees, you will lose any more sympathy. Just think of watching the fun... Alas..."

“…”

...

There was a whisper behind.

Looking at these thick steel pillars, Zou Zichuan couldn't help but think of the formation of a tide of colorful shellworms. The people who designed these steel pillars were very talented, which could completely stop the trend formed by refugees. You must know that whether it is a tide of colorful shellworms or humans, when the wave is formed, its destructive power is terrifying...

Suddenly, Zou Zichuan felt extremely quiet.

The whispering policeman behind him became extremely quiet.

Zou Zichuan stopped his pace because the dense craze slowly pressed over, giving people a feeling of overwhelming overwhelming.

What surprised Zou Zichuan was that these people were not as weak as he imagined. They all looked extremely tough, muscular, and had a hideous face.

Zou Zichuan didn't know that in the eyes of these refugees, Zou Zichuan was just a fat sheep and a treasure house. Zou Zichuan's clothes and shoes were all wealth.

Every newly sent refugee must pass through the entrance of this valley, where a powerful force is controlled.

This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Here, only when the strong can they live happily, and only when the weak can they be bullied.

Zou Zichuan's muscles became extremely sharp, and his deep eyes were staring at a tall bald man.

It is obvious that this bald head is the leader of this group of people.

The bald head was tall, at least two meters tall, with its upper body exposed, revealing its muscles like steel plates. He was not mixed in the crowd, but sat on a tall stone in the valley, looking down at the crowd below, like a beast preying on prey, full of unconcealed danger.

Capture the king first to capture the thief!

If you want to pass through this valley, you must subdue this tall bald head.

"Wow!"

A black and smooth scene burst out from the air. A dark dagger appeared in Zou Zichuan's hand. The dagger emitted a hint of cold air, giving people an extremely cold feeling.

Inexplicably, the dark crowd stopped surging.

There seemed to be a fire burning in the air, and people felt a burning fighting spirit, which was different from the ordinary fighting spirit. This fighting spirit had a mighty power that looked down on the world, a courage to move forward, and a bloody murderous intent...

People don’t know why there are so many feelings, but that feeling is so real, as if the whole young man is a god of killing and descending to earth.

At the same time, the bald man who had been sitting on the stone also stood up, with a hint of surprise on his face. He felt that Zou Zichuan was a fighting master because he was a fighting master. There would be an indescribable feeling between masters and masters.

Undoubtedly, if a fighting expert holds a dagger in his hand, the lethality caused is very terrifying.

The air is so depressing that it is suffocating.

"Bang!" The bald head jumped off the stone.

The crowds separated and formed a passage. Behind the bald head, dozens of strong men with strong figures. What was different from those at the beginning was that these fierce men were holding various cold weapons in their hands, including long swords, daggers, machetes, and spears...

The bald man was wearing a pair of loose jeans and an old pair of war shoes. In his hands, there was no weapon, but his thick arms gave people an unparalleled sense of power, and those fists were even more huge. It was obvious that the bald man's fist was a weapon, and he didn't need any other weapons at all. His body was the most fierce weapon.

"I like your shirt!" The bald man stopped ten meters in front of Zou Zichuan. A pair of leopard eyes stared at Zou Zichuan tightly, and a cold light flashed.

What shocked everyone was that the young man who showed a heart-wrenching murderous intent on his body did not say a word, but slowly untied his shirt with one hand, and his arms holding the black dagger were always hanging down.

Finally, Zou Zichuan took off his white shirt.

"I'll just go in with the shirt for you?" Zou Zichuan held the shirt in his hand and looked at the burly and tough bald head with deep eyes.

The valley once again fell into extreme silence, and every pair of eyes fell on Zou Zichuan's strong body. Of course, it was not Zou Zichuan's strong body that attracted people. After all, there were not a hundred or eighty people here who were stronger than Zou Zichuan. What really attracted these refugees was the dense and layered scars on Zou Zichuan's body...
Chapter completed!