Chapter 1164 (1/2)

At the South Gate of Ping'an Street, there is only an arch with the width of two cars and a small gate for six people to walk side by side. A large arch is a car, but a small gate is a walk. A group of soldiers stood at the gate of the city, guarding the entrance to the city.

On the one hand, it is necessary to check that contraband items such as small nuclear bombs and infection sources are brought into the city; on the other hand, the city gate tax is collected from those who enter the city gate.

This is similar to what happened four years ago, such as gun control.

It is no exaggeration to say that Ping'an Street in Shangjing city should be the whole Pan Asian cooperation area. It is the only large-scale survivor settlement with a total ban on guns. Even the sixth block has failed to do so. In this waste land where weapons are regarded as life, the survivors of Shangjing city not only did not show resistance, but quietly abided by the rule.

No matter how powerful a lone traveler is, it is impossible to be vigilant at all times.

At least on Ping'an Street, people can really sleep soundly without worrying about being woken up by gunfire at night or by some enemy.

Of course, it doesn't rule out that someone takes the gun in secretly.

But on the face of it, at least, everyone is following this iron rule.

Passing through the civilian grottoes, walking in the market at the South Gate of Ping'an Street, Jiang Chen looks at the streets around him. Compared with the sixth block, people's life here is obviously much worse, not to mention the maglev highway. Many people don't even have a decent cold proof suit, and some even wear strange clothes made of different kinds of fur.

However, it can be seen from their calm faces that it seems that this is the normal state of the survivors on the waste soil?

Wanghai City, those who eat and wear warm survivors, on the contrary, are somewhat abnormal.

”Lu Fan.”

”Yes.”

”Don't be so formal. Don't forget that you are a mercenary now.” Jiang Chen said softly.

Since Li Wang was promoted to captain of the order, Lu fan has been the new leader of the pro guard. This 30-year-old bodyguard is not inferior to Li Wang in terms of loyalty. His brain is not as flexible as Li Wang. In some places, it is easy to make a serious transition.

Lu fanlue hesitated slightly and nodded.

”Yes.”

Jiang Chen shook his head and gave up correcting his respectful manner.

However, the probability of meeting Ding Liwei and Fang Peng here is almost zero, and he is not worried that he will be questioned if he shows his horse's feet. The depth of Ping'an Street is very deep, and some neutral survivor forces are not even empty.

Jiang Chen paid special attention to it when he entered the city.

Along the way, he had met no less than three people who were either rich or expensive and had no appearance, followed by a group of bodyguards.

”Hell messenger” is located in the commercial street at the north gate. However, Jiang Chen did not go north. Instead, he made a detour around the Nanmenkou market and walked a section towards the industrial area behind the civilian grottoes.

Similar to what he saw on the order, Ping'an Street has a very thin industrial base, but it is quite top-notch in terms of waste soil standards. If compared with the sixth block more than four years ago, it is at least twice as large.

Of course, there's no doubt that the sixth block now has a few blocks to throw away.

The surrounding buildings began to become low, and the pedestrians in the street were mostly slaves or workers with vegetable faces.