Chapter 350 Black Shirt Party
Suna looked at Shang Jianyao's smile, slowly raised her hand, and took the "United 202" pistol.
The cold and hard touch then entered her brain, making her feel as if she was holding a crutch to help her walk, and her body had some more strength out of thin air.
"Will it work?" Jiang Baimian asked.
"I've used shotguns and shotguns before." Suna hesitated and said, "I think it should be about the same."
"I will use it, I have used it in our enclosure." Another girl in her early twenties blurted out her debut.
Jiang Baimian asked her with a smile:
"What's your name?"
"Li Qiong." The girl's eyes were shining as she looked at the beautiful lady in front of her.
"Who else will use it? Including submachine guns and various rifles." Jiang Baimian looked around the road.
Among the original group of gray prostitutes, several women slowly raised their hands.
Jiang Baimian smiled gently:
"You will be responsible for teaching people how to use such guns, and the more people you have, the stronger your strength will be, and the more you will be able to gain a foothold in the original city.
"Is there a place to practice?"
"Yes." Suna hurriedly replied, "There is a shooting range in the basement of the building, which is used by the boss and the others."
"Ogg." Shang Jianyao emphasized that he was no longer their boss.
"Yes, Ogg." Suna glanced at the original boss's current servant and said the name.
Jiang Baimian said "hmm":
"Don't be afraid to waste bullets, you can still recycle the shells when the bullets run out, and you can buy new ones, if people die, there is nothing.
"We will get a batch of bullets back later, there is a discount, definitely the lowest price in the green olive area."
"Hmm." Suna, Li Qiong and others nodded frequently.
Jiang Baimian glanced at Bai Chen, Long Yuehong, and Gnawa, who had instinctively scattered around and monitored the audience, and said to the group of women who were still a little dazed and frightened:
"Actually, I know that even if you can do it with just one restaurant, it will be very difficult to support so many of you. It should be possible when the old world is not destroyed, but the new calendar, maybe another ten, twenty, or even longer.
"Outside of the restaurant, you have to desperately look for other opportunities and work hard to do various things to really fill your stomach and fantasize about the future.
"This will be very tiring and full of risks, do you think it's better not to be rescued and stay in the same state as before?"
As soon as she finished speaking, several people in the group of women replied in unison:
"No!
"We look forward to being rescued every day."
Bai Chen, who was not too far away from them, was stunned for a moment and turned his head to the side.
"Really?" Jiang Baimian asked rhetorically.
Among the women, a tall, nearly 1.7 meters tall woman with a rather charming appearance took a few steps forward and said with a bitter smile:
"I have been here for almost three years, and there are only four or five people who have stayed longer than me, why do you think this is the case?
"No one here cares about our bodies, no one cares if we get sick, whether we will be infected, many people have only been here for two years, they are very sick, their bodies are festering, and then they are carried to a small room and locked up, hoping to be cured simply, but most of them die not long after.
"There is still hope that it will be cured, and those that have no hope will be carried directly to the port and thrown into the river. In another year, a few months, maybe I will be like this, and they will be like this."
Another woman choked and added:
"I have a good friend who was sold here together, and she got dirty and covered in stuff in less than a year...... When she was about to die, she lay in the dark room, moaning into the air and saying, 'Xiaozhen, I want to see the sun...... Xiaozhen, I miss the potato cakes my mother made......'
"She, she's only nineteen years old!"
The woman named "Xiao Zhen" suddenly squatted down and cried.
Originally, those gray women wiped their tears one after another, some sobbed and some cried bitterly.
At this moment, Long Yuehong suddenly felt a little ashamed.
He had been hesitant to stop Shang Jianyao before.
When the crying subsided a little, Jiang Baimian sighed and said:
"After that, we must unite and protect each other.
"In the original city, in the green olive area, a single person, or even two or three people, is easily oppressed by gangsters, and you can't count on the sheriff.
The women nodded one after another with tears in their eyes.
At this time, Suna hesitated and said:
"I have another question."
"What?" Jiang Baimian asked with a gentle smile.
Suna pointed at Aug and the others:
"You said before that they will be our servants in a short period of time, listen to us, and will not resist, but we don't understand the Honghe language, we only know some words related to cooking, and we can't communicate with them or tell them."
Jiang Baimian had already considered this problem and took out a machine from the tactical backpack behind him.
"This is a translator that can help you translate the Red River language into the gray soil language, and vice versa."
The translator is one of the gains of the "old tune group" in Tarnan, where electronics are very cheap anyway.
After teaching Suna, Li Qiong, Xiao Zhen and others how to use the translator, Jiang Baimian coughed lightly:
"I want to emphasize one more point."
The women looked up at the same time, their eyes all on her.
"The translator is just a stopgap measure, uh, meaning, there are a lot of problems with this, what if one day it breaks? Moreover, with so many of you, how can a translator be enough?" Jiang Baimian saw that those women were listening to him intently, and expressed his intentions seriously, "You have to master the Honghe language as soon as possible, at least you must be able to cope with daily communication, well, this translator can be used to help you learn the Honghe language, and I will also compile a simple textbook and give you a lesson for a period of time."
None of Suna, Li Qiong felt embarrassed, and responded with surprise and joy:
"Okay!"
"Hmm!"
"Okay!"
「……」
Their eyes were full of longing when they looked at Jiang Baimian.
Jiang Baimian cleared his throat and said:
"Auger and the others are related to the people, we will take care of it, what you need to do now is take the servants and take over here, uh,
The business of 'Wolf's Den' must be stopped, under the pretext that there is a strange infectious disease, and the cannabis business can be maintained for the time being, mainly to avoid being discovered by regular customers......"
She methodically arranged what everyone needed to do and distributed the guns owned by Ogg and the others.
During this process, Bai Chen helped her fill in the gaps - this was concentrated in areas she had no experience with.
Then, under the guidance of the "Leading Party", Shang Jianyao took the list and visited the people in the building who had a lot of relationship with Ogg and the others in turn, and successfully "persuaded" them to choose to cooperate with Suna, Li Qiong and others.
When all this was done, it was close to ten o'clock, and the night was very deep.
Shang Jianyao walked out of the eight-story building where the "wolf's den" was located, looked at the list in his hand, and said chatterily:
"There is only one person left, Terrance the second boss of their 'Black Shirt Party'."
Previously, the "Old Tune Group" had already learned the background of the "Wolf's Den" from Ogg:
It is the property of the "Black Shirts" organization and is one of their important sources of revenue, directly managed by the second boss, Terrance, and Aug is his cronies.
- The "Black Shirts" were one of the larger gangs in the city at the beginning, and were inextricably linked to the upper echelons.
Jiang Baimian said "hmm":
"Don't worry, if you suddenly visit Terrance so late, it will be easy for him to notice that something is wrong, so it's better to take Aug there tomorrow morning."
Shang Jianyao put away the list and mentioned another detail:
"In Ogg's memory, Terrance is a bit mysterious, as if he is involved with some religious ......."
Speaking of this, he raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth.
"Be cautious then." Jiang Baimian nodded.
After discussing this matter, she subconsciously turned around and looked at the building where the "wolf's den" was located.
Some rooms upstairs were dark, and some were lit with yellowish lights.
Jiang Baimian retracted his gaze, smiled and sighed at Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and Gnawa:
"I can finally deeply understand the meaning of An Ruxiang's words now."
She paused, and her expression became very complicated and said:
"There is really light in their eyes."
(End of this chapter)