"yes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 "When I came here before, it wasn't like this, and at that time the situation was still introverted, and everyone was not as flamboyant as it is now, and they were all very cautious, but now I can't keep up with the changes in Brino." ”

As he spoke, the vehicle was still slowing down before blending into the surrounding convoy. The sound of the wind and the roar of the engines was in Kasia's ears, and the air was thick with lubricant and the peculiar smell of unused firearms.

Entering the large army of vehicles, all the vehicles slowed down, and many of the people on the big trucks opened their welded sunroofs and climbed out to breathe. Holding in the cargo box, smelling the smell of lubricating oil and engine oil that is already unfelt for them, it will make people feel uncomfortable in it for a long time.

Looking at these people who came out to breathe in the past, it can be judged by the different styles and thicknesses of their clothes that they are from different regions of the empire. The body was wrapped in bullet chains, and the street lamps and the surrounding car lights were shining in a long string of gold. They also carry different pistols around their waists, but even though they are different in model and style, they still have almost the same thing in common, that is, they are all surprisingly large calibers.

The bullets exceeded the caliber of point 10, there was no flame extinguishing technology on the muzzle, and the appearance was mainly rough and hideous.

"There is not a single person who lives in Brinoli who is not walking in the dark world, except for the aborigines who have developed there for decades. "In the dark world, in addition to money can solve almost everything, another thing that can simplify things is the guns they carry." Therefore, shocking the enemy in the shape of the gun is also a common technique in that world. Of course, this is for people like them, people like you, who are born like you, may be completely different from them, and will have a different style of acting. The two are just different in terms of concept and environment. The inhabitants of the area also carried guns, and it is possible that a bomb and a bottle of wine were placed under the counter of a hotel. Just as you read and write as a child, the use of firearms is a skill that children there must learn as they grow up. ”

Kasia let out a thoughtful "um" to indicate that she understood, and continued to observe the situation around her.

It was already very close to Brino, and they were still driving slowly on the main road, and under the dark sky, they could already see the little lights on a gentle slope in front of them. That's the corner of Brino, a gray area that's still growing fast.

The speed of the vehicle slowed further and further back, and by the time the first rays of light broke through the cirrus clouds in the morning, it was almost to the point of condensation. The large trucks around were already full of people who had come out to breathe, and they began to complain to the vehicles in front of them, and there were many people who pulled out their pistols and shot into the sky to stir up the atmosphere. Perhaps it was because they saw the buildings that Brino had built in a short period of time in front of them, and many people's adrenaline began to secrete vigorously, and they became very excited.

Someone around pulled out a machine gun and tilted bullets into the sky, a shiny ballistic shot in the still dim sky. Several shell casings bounced into Kasia's car.

Picking up the few bullet casings that still had residual warmth, Kasia and the driver's uncle glanced at each other, and they both saw the helpless smiles in their eyes.

"The bullet casing of the light machine gun, the ordinary gunpowder loading, the craftsmanship is not bad, and it can be regarded as a finished product above the ordinary standard line in the dark trade. The uncle glanced at the bullet casings and said, "This is the norm in the gray area, the law is basically a piece of waste paper, and there are too many words on it to wipe their butts." Perhaps the biggest constraint on them from the Empire is to prevent them from engaging in large-scale firefights and harming the indigenous inhabitants at will. The biggest role of the Three Primary Colors Group and the Imperial Mineral Source Company is also this. After all, it's the ordinary people who don't want to use guns that keep the city running. ”

As he spoke, the vehicle barely took a single step, and the slowly rising white steam from a large field of vehicles had quietly enveloped the wide road. Taking a breath, there was a diffuse mist of warm water, and there was also cold water vapor, which just made Kasia, who was a little tired in his brain, cheer up his uncle.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that they could see some buildings on the side of the road. Vehicles began to divert from the entrenched area of the road, and the congested traffic was finally relieved. The front is getting clearer, and the surrounding area is more lit because of the decrease in the number of large trucks.

The further you go, the more pedestrians there are. There are shops that open early on the side of the road, and the owners are all welcoming, with a smile on their faces that are in the spirit of the morning, selling fresh breakfast food. The aroma of the food wafted far away, stirring the stomach pouches of those who smelled the aroma and wriggling. Kasiado glanced over a few times, only to see the hot water vapor rushing up the sign in front of the store, and the pretty waitress was smiling sweetly on the side, the pale mist gave her face a vague beauty of distance, a plain, quiet and gentle appearance.

If it weren't for Kasia's keen eyes that he saw the pistol under the waitress's white apron, and the rapid-fire machine gun under the breakfast cabinet, and the chain of bullets piled directly on the ground. Otherwise, Kasia would have been attracted by the sight she was accustomed to seeing in a small town.

Retracting his gaze, Kasia looked at the white-gray sky, laughing inwardly at himself that he was still too naïve.

Life here seems peaceful, but it would be too simple to disrupt such a peaceful life. Everywhere is a powder keg, and a little spark can set them all on fire.

After walking on one street for a long time, the buildings on both sides still have traces of fresh hastily construction. The greening of the area is not very good, and bullet craters can be seen everywhere on tree trunks, walls, and ground, and there are too many warheads embedded in them to count. On the street, in shops, etc., bullet casings can be piled up with fresh vegetable leaves, or they can be disposed of as ordinary garbage. The tables and chairs in the roadside shops are also full of doorways, they are all made of bulletproof materials, composite molding, which looks much thicker than ordinary table boards, and can be directly used as bulletproof plates in the moment of firefight. People throughout the city have adapted to such an environment and found their own way to live in it.

While lamenting these methods and living conditions in their hearts, Kasia and the others went to the center of Brino. But they didn't really get to the center, and they were still in a transitional area, so they found a satisfactory hotel to stay. (To be continued.) )