Chapter 1387 - : Smith Zhao (2/2)
“Just that?”
“And kicked his nuts…”
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The Chinatown in Santa Monica was not the Los Angeles Chinatown in the traditional sense, but a touristic Chinese community. In addition to a few ancient-looking Chinese buildings, there were also many other buildings from other East Asian cultures.
After the war, because of the influx of Chinese refugees from Los Angeles, the local Chinese exhibited the tradition of working together to help their compatriots in the face of difficulties and eventually developed into a formidable local power. While the force was not comparable to the Minutemen or the National Guards in the area, it was far more powerful compared to the average survivor settlement or predator gang.
Coincidentally, after Jiang Chen questioned the prisoners captured by the Airport Gang, he discovered that one of them happened to be from Chinatown. Although he was just an ordinary survivor with no status, he was a fine stepping stone.
In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, Jiang Chen did not take Jessica with him. Instead, he asked her to draw the directions on a map and then took the six guards and the prisoner who had regained his freedom to Chinatown; it was two kilometers away.
In front of the entrance of Chinatown, a huge iron gate and two soldiers blocked the path of the crew.
“Stop! You’re about to enter Chinatown! The caravan, please show your certificate, and all others, leave immediately!” At the entrance of the street, two soldiers in kinetic skeletons grabbed their rifles as they watched Jiang Chen and the others warily.
Judging from their equipment, Chinatown was well-equipped. Although these two kinetic skeletons clearly looked like hand-made products made by welding guns, they were definitely better than nothing.
Jiang Chen glanced at the heavy machine gun at the door and made a judgment call on the strength of Chinatown in his mind. He was about to speak, but the rescued Chinatown man behind him spoke first.”
“Zhuzi! I’m Ping from next door!”
The soldier named Zhuzi’s eyes widened and stared at his old friend in disbelief.
“You, are you really Ping? Wait, haven’t you been caught by the bandits at the airport?”
“The Airport Gang has been wiped out! I got rescued!” At this point, Wang Ping turned his head and looked at Jiang Chen gratefully, and then reached out and introduced them to the soldier named Zhuzi, “They are friendly. Our compatriots from across the Pacific Ocean!”
The soldier clearly looked surprised as he examined Jiang Chen and the few people behind Jiang Chen. After he made eye contact with his comrade, he stepped forward and clasped his fists. “I do apologize for being disrespectful. Please wait a moment while I go and ask General Zhao for instructions.”
After he finished this sentence, the soldier called Zhuzi turned and walked into the guard room, and grabbed the phone.
They didn’t wait for too long before the door slowly opened.
Surrounded by a group of soldiers, a man who was also in a kinetic skeleton walked out from behind the door. With a heartily smile, he extended his right hand full of friendliness.
“Haha, welcome to Chinatown, friends who come from afar. My name is Smith Zhao, I do apologize for not welcoming you earlier, I hope you can forgive me.”