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With Oil City as the center, teams of survivors are coming from all directions.

At this moment, there were two queues stretching for a kilometer outside the gate of the trading market.

One passage is specifically for survivors with transportation, and the other is for people on foot.

In this apocalyptic world, there are all kinds of vehicles, including trucks, pickup trucks, motorcycles, scooters, bicycles, and even homemade unicycles...

In order not to affect the entry and exit of transportation personnel, another channel was specially divided for their own use in Oil City.

Thanks to the huge gate of Oil City, it was possible to run three lines in parallel at the same time.

In addition, the number of survivors who have poured in in the past few days has increased dramatically.

There were only a dozen guards at the door before, which was obviously not enough.

So under Ju Tianrui's order, hundreds of people were recruited here at once.

These include maintaining order in the team, checking people entering the city, and some are specially alerted to prevent someone in the crowd from suddenly breaking out and committing an attack.

I was just afraid that they would cause chaos in Wengcheng.

Once you get in, you don't have to worry.

Because everyone entering the city must hand in their weapons, these people without weapons are like fish on the chopping board in the hands of combatants like Zhou Tian and others who have firearms.

Gu Long, Changsheng, Zhou Tian, ​​Liu Jinglue and others are all watching here.

Outside the trading market, on both sides of the queue to enter the city, Dai Jiusheng and He Feng were maintaining order.

"You, you, it's you!" Dai Jiusheng pointed at a man in the team and shouted.

The man who jumped in line had a goatee and black-rimmed eyes, and he looked a bit wretched.

"Leader, you called me?" The wretched man pointed at himself and looked at Dai Jiusheng doubtfully.

I felt uneasy in my heart.

"Yes, who told you to jump in line? Go back and line up again!" Dai Jiusheng scolded.

The wretched man argued: "I don't have one. If you don't believe me, ask the people behind me."

"Get out!" Dai Jiusheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

He had just seen this man cut in line and cut in front of the mother and daughter. It was clear that he was bullying them.

Because he has a child, when he saw this little girl, he was more concerned and had been looking here just now.

This wretched man still wanted to make excuses, which made him lose his patience.

Seeing Dai Jiusheng raise his gun, his eyes were full of warning.

The wretched man had a sly expression and scurried away in panic.

With such a long queue, how long do you have to wait in line?

Dai Jiusheng looked at the mother and daughter. After seeing the ugly scar on the woman's face, he sighed slightly and left without saying anything.

But at this moment, a clear child's voice sounded.

"Thank you uncle."

Dai Jiusheng turned his head and saw the little girl next to the woman. Her innocent and clean eyes, her black and white eyes made people feel sympathy involuntarily after seeing her.

Hearing this thank you, Dai Jiusheng didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear what the little girl said and left.

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In the urn city.

Four or five inspection channels have been opened, each of which is separated by fences.

Among these fences, there are people standing in line waiting for detailed inspection.

In one of the fences, there are vehicles driving.

When it is your turn to reach the gate, you will have to get off the car and undergo a comprehensive inspection.

"Boss, we here demand that all weapons must be handed over. If our Ax Gang doesn't have axes, then..."

Liuzhi carefully observed the scene in the urn city and did not pay attention to the driver's words.

The wall of Wengcheng is not high. It is only less than ten meters, but there are more than a dozen fully armed men standing on it with guns in their hands, and there are two heavy machine guns pointing downwards.

In addition, there were at least twenty guards watching them in the barbican city.

Including the guards at the gate, the total number of guards exceeded seventy.

There are also dozens of inspectors, registration personnel, and weapons management personnel.

There are more than a hundred people in Wengcheng alone.

This level of martial law leaves no room for resistance.

A gate appeared in front of the vehicle, and the gate behind the vehicle also closed.

Crunch——

The driver stopped the car.

Gu Long said to the people in the car:

"Everyone get out of the car and get checked! Get out of the car!"

Without saying a word, Liuzhi got out of the car, and other men came down with him.

Several inspectors boarded the vehicle to check whether there were any dangerous items.

"Here is your number, 18971." An inspector handed a number plate to Six Fingers.

"Pay attention to the people behind you, hand over all the weapons you have to avoid wasting time." Gu Long said to the people behind him.

"Come on! Stretch out your hand."

"Twirl around!"

"Put your feet up!"

Beep beep beep——

The scanner scanned Liu Zhi's shoes and made a whistle.

"What's in your shoes?" the inspector asked, looking at the six fingers.

Liuzhi's expression was very calm, and he slowly pulled out a dagger from the inside of his boot.

handed over to the inspector.

The inspector glanced at him, but didn't say anything more. He just handed it over himself.

Then, he checked what Liuzhi handed over.

"A gun, two magazines, two daggers, and an axe. 18971, please confirm these items."

Liuzhi nodded and said: "Confirm."

The inspector put these things together and posted a 18971 sign.

Then he said to the six fingers:

"When you leave the city, use your number plate to come and collect the weapons."

"Next."

Liu Zhi held the number plate and walked up to Liu Jinglue.

"name?"

"Han Tianji."

"Is there a group? What is the group name? Position?"

"Yes, Ax Gang, leader."

Upon hearing the word gang leader, Liu Jinglue raised his head and glanced at him.

"How many people are in the group?"

"194 people."

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The other side.

"What's going on?" Gu Long walked over with a frown.

The inspector pointed at the black hand and said:

"He was unwilling to hand over the butterfly knife in his hand."
To be continued...