By the time Chu Han arrived at the rendezvous point in the West Street refugee area, it was already an hour later. When he opened the door and entered the house, he was stunned at the door. The house was very clean and the table was polished until it shone. The thirty members of Dark Edge and Veiled Spirit were all present, standing straight and orderly. It was obvious that they were ready to carry out their mission at any time.
However …
"What's going on?" Chu Han, who had closed the door, stared blankly at the few people who were tied up on the ground.
Each of them had bruised noses and swollen faces, their mouths stuffed with dirty cloth strips used to wipe the table. They whimpered and begged for mercy, their eyes wide open as if they were about to cry at any time. Their pitiful appearance was unbearable to look at. Only God knew what Dark Edge and Veiled Spirit had done to them.
"A few refugee gangsters from West Street wanted to rob us, so I beat them up on my own accord," Lu Bingze answered casually.
When he was done, he even flashed a mouthful of white teeth at Chu Han and giggled foolishly, "Hehehe!"
Chu Han nodded. Just as he was about to sit down and assign the mission, he suddenly froze and turned to look at the few people on the ground. His eyes lit up. "Refugees?"
Five minutes later.
The few refugees who had been untied crawled on the ground and almost kowtowed to Chu Han to beg for mercy. However, they did not dare to say a word. Behind them, Lu Bingze and the others were sharpening their knives, making a "zeng zeng" sound. It sounded extremely terrifying, as if they could be cut into a thousand pieces at any time.
Chu Han sat on the only chair in the house and looked at the few people on the ground mockingly. "Hmm, tell me, what did you guys do in the past?"
The few refugees wanted to cry but had no tears to answer. Their leader, on the other hand, looked at Chu Han and choked out four words after a while, "Eating and waiting to die."
"Pfft!"
Whether it was Black Edge or the Hidden Spirit battle team, the people in the room almost could not hold back their laughter. However, they also looked at Chu Han curiously, not understanding why he had untied them.
Chu Han did not know whether to laugh or cry at this person's reply. It was obvious that these people had gone insane from being frightened by Lu Bingze's group. Hence, Chu Han decided to take things one step at a time. He pointed at the person who had replied and asked, "What's your name?"
The man cracked his mouth, revealing a missing front tooth, and said fawningly, "My name is Meng Qiwei."
"How long have you been staying in this West Street …" Chu Han suddenly paused. His eyes widened in disbelief. "What did you say your name was?"
"Meng, Meng Qiwei," Meng Qiwei stuttered with half of his face swollen.
Chu Han gulped and looked at Meng Qiwei's appearance a few times in shock. Then, he turned his head and looked at Lu Bingze who had beaten him until he was half crippled. Chu Han's eyes revealed a look that said, "You're in trouble."
Lu Bingze's expression tightened. Although he did not know what was going on, the sense of crisis made him immediately snitch, "Xiao Kun asked me to beat him up!"
"What?" Xiao Kun, who had also sensed that something was wrong, was at a loss and his whole body was in a mess.
"Uh, it's fine. If you beat him up, then so be it. He's just a refugee gangster anyway," Chu Han suppressed his wildly beating heart and lied through his teeth, but his heart was already in turmoil.
Chu Han knew that his luck had always been nature-defying since his rebirth, but he did not expect it to be nature-defying to this extent. He had almost met all the famous people in the ten years of the apocalypse!
Meng Qiwei was not as powerful as Bai Yun 'er, not as resourceful as He Feng, not as cunning as Duan Jiangwei, not as sinister as Konoha, not as rare as Chen, and not as mysterious as Xiao Qi …
However, he was one of the top ten powerful people in the ten years of the apocalypse, and the amazing thing about this person was that his ranking only rose and never fell. He was lacking in all aspects, and his combat power was not impressive. However, he had never been surpassed by anyone, or it could be said that he was a late bloomer. At first, he was unknown, and then he gradually stepped on the people in front of him step by step. Those who had been defeated by him could not win against him, and he steadily climbed up step by step. At first, no one noticed him, after all, he was really inconspicuous. However, when people noticed him, Meng Qiwei had already reached the top ten in terms of combat power, and no one could shake him anymore.
Including the Shura axe in Chu Han's hand, the previous owner was Meng Qiwei, but in this life, the opportunity was snatched by Chu Han in advance.
So how could Chu Han not be shocked when he found out that this person was Meng Qiwei?
An influential figure in his previous life was actually just a refugee gangster in the second year of the apocalypse. He was just waiting to die in Fortitude Base. Not only did he snatch the Shura Axe that originally belonged to him, he was even beaten to a pulp by a few of his underlings.
It had to be said that fate liked to play jokes!
Meng Qiwei, who was lying on the ground, looked confused. He did not understand the situation in front of him at all. This mysterious and scary young man sitting on the chair, why did he have such a big reaction after hearing his name?
Seeing that Meng Qiwei did not understand, Chu Han was happy to bury this secret forever. However, Meng Qiwei was really not a good person. In his previous life, his fierce way of doing things left a deep impression on many people. As soon as he obtained the Shura axe, he immediately killed the people in the top ten in terms of combat power so that he could rise to the top. His methods were swift and fierce, and he could take advantage of any opportunity.
"Hey Meng Qiwei, how long have you been in West Street?" No one knew what he was thinking. Chu Han just smiled and asked.
Meng Qiwei was not as ruthless as he was in his previous life. He knew that he could not hit a stone with an egg, so he consciously did not lie to Chu Han. "Four months. I came here during the New Year."
Chu Han nodded. Many wandering refugees chose to enter various bases during the New Year. Usually, the regular bases would give free food to those who did not have enough to eat during the New Year. Fortitude Base also followed the trend. Moreover, this base could reach more than 50,000 people, which was also the reason why it received a large number of refugees during the New Year.
However, most of the refugees did not have much ambition. After coming to the base, they thought that they would always have free food. Gradually, they gathered together and formed a refugee area. It was dirty and messy, and there was no way to manage it.
This was the situation in every base. After all, it was difficult to eliminate the bad habits of human nature. However, Wolf's Fang Base was an exception. Wolf's Fang Base had very few people, and there was no continuous free food distribution policy. If they wanted to eat, there was only one way: work.
"Four months. I should have learned a lot."
Chu Han seemed to be talking to himself, but he did not avoid anyone. He smiled and looked at Lu Bingze. Under the latter's vigilant gaze, he said, "Little Lu, since you've already beaten them up, why don't you take care of them until the end?"
Gulp!
Lu Bingze believed that Chu Han was definitely trying to trick him, so he did not say a word.
At this time, Chu Han took out a pen and paper out of nowhere, scribbled a few lines, and then stuffed them into Lu Bingze's hands. "Dark Edge Battle Team, let's go for a walk. Hidden Spirit Battle Team, stay here and interrogate them. Don't kill them."