Chapter 155 Happy Valley

Meng Xing followed the little fat man and got into the modified security car all the way to the Public Security Bureau.

The little fat man lives in the Public Security Bureau.

According to the little fat man, the monster chaos has intensified in recent years, and the water and electricity system in the city is basically paralyzed.

The only place in the city that still has sufficient water and electricity resources is the Public Security Bureau.

The Sheriff's Department has two wells and several generators.

It is difficult for ordinary residential areas to provide water, let alone electricity.

At night, ordinary residential areas are completely dark, with only a few homes illuminated by candles.

When the little fat man mentioned life in Nanhai City, the longing in his eyes could be seen with the naked eye.

The Public Security Bureau has five floors. The third floor is the residence of the leaders of Baishan City. Meng Xing followed the little fat man to the fourth floor and stayed in a room.

I don’t know what this place used to do, but now it’s decorated like a hotel.

Only in Baishan City did Meng Xing feel the bite of the monster invasion.

After settling Meng Xing, the little fat man went to work, saying that he would take Meng Xing out to see the world in the evening.

In the evening, the little fat man finished his work and rushed into Meng Xing's room, pulling Meng Xing to leave.

Meng Xing followed the little fat man out. When he saw the little fat man wearing a Public Security Bureau uniform and driving a modified car from the Public Security Bureau, he said suspiciously:

"You wear this after get off work, doesn't it violate discipline?"

The little fat man said nonchalantly:

"Wearing this leather in Baishan City is a status symbol.

The Public Security Bureau's cars are more impressive than your Ferraris in the South China Sea. "

Finally, the little fat man mysteriously said to Meng Xing:

"Come on, let's find a place to have a nice chat."

Along the way, Meng Xing saw more people on the street.

Meng Xing asked:

"Why are there so few people in Baishan City during the day, but more people at night?"

The little fat man drives with one hand:

"Venting. They're celebrating surviving another day.

Monsters are attacking the city more and more frequently, and being able to survive even one day is a gift. "

Meng Xing looked at the scene on the street. Many people behaved like crazy people.

There are also women bargaining with men on the street before making a certain transaction.

The little fat man suddenly pointed at a girl and said:

"Did you see her?

I've played with her before, how much do you think she wants? "

Meng Xing shook his head.

The little fat man said:

"Just a bowl of rice."

Meng Xing raised his eyebrows and observed the girl carefully.

She is pretty and has a good figure. How could she be so cheap?

Could it be that Baishan City has reached this point?

The little fat man said:

“Actually, these women don’t necessarily need a lot of money or materials.

They just want to vent their inhibitions.

A little material thing will make them feel that tonight's indulgence has some value. "

Meng Xing thought that the situation in Baishan City was very bad, but he never thought it was so bad. He blurted out:

"Then why is your crime rate in Baishan City so low?"

When Meng Xing manipulated the "zombie" awakeners to cause chaos in the South China Sea, the crime rate in the South China Sea was the highest in Xia.

With such a level of chaos in the city of Baishan City, why would the crime rate be lower than that of Nanhai City at that time?

The little fat man looked at Meng Xing in shock:

"You actually know the security situation in various cities?"

Then the little fat man's expression returned to normal:

"If you are a genius, it's not surprising that you know a lot."

The little fat man continued:

“The main reason is Baishan City’s system.

Ordinary people's daily supplies are strictly controlled, just enough to give them eighty cents of food.

And they need to work to get paid.

Even if these ordinary people knit a few uniforms for the Public Security Bureau, or repair useless defenses in the community.

They spend a lot of energy just for three meals a day.

If someone still commits adultery under such circumstances, that would be a thorn in the side. "

When the little fat man said this, his eyes flashed fiercely:

"Baishan City will not treat criminals as kindly as Nanhai City. They will be fined after a few years.

Those robbers and rapists are too cruel and too courageous.

He might throw his fist at the Sheriff at some point.

There is only one word for these thorny police officers: ‘kill’!

If anyone reports this kind of thorn, the Public Security Bureau will also reward a large amount of materials.

So, the thorn head does not exist.

Those who are not satisfied with the system of Baishan City can leave Baishan City, but we will not stay.

But why did they leave Baishan City?

Are you feeding monsters? "

Letting the common people work too hard is a waste of time.

It is humiliating for civilians to report each other.

The monsters are watching eagerly to frighten the people.

He also used thunderous means to kill criminals.

If these points are achieved, the public security situation in Baishan City will indeed be good.

This also means that people are not treated as human beings at all and have no human rights.

Meng Xing said softly:

"You have changed a lot.

By the way, how did you become the captain of the military attache battalion? "

The little fat man scratched his head:

"I was nominated to be the captain of the military attaché group before I graduated, and the higher-ups approved it.

My dad is the director of the Public Security Bureau of Baishan City.

In fact, it is just a formality.

The order given to my dad was to just keep Baishan City.

They didn't care what my dad did, and the inspector never came to this shabby place like Baishan City. "

Meng Xing slowly turned his head to look at the little fat man with a complicated expression.

He wanted to detonate the Tianchi volcano in Changbai Mountain.

He is confident that the hazards of volcanic eruptions can be controlled to a very low level.

But Baishan City will definitely suffer.

The little fat man thought Meng Xing was stunned and was quite proud.

It was like a college student showing off to his roommate:

‘I’m going to show off, I won’t pretend anymore! I’m the second generation of an official, and a very awesome second generation of an official. ’

Meng Xing said after a while:

“So you are the young master of Baishan City.”

The tone was calm, gentle, and had some different meanings.

The little fat man thought Meng Xing was angry, and hurriedly explained:

“Brother Xing, when I was in school, I really didn’t dare to say too much about myself, these are all confidential.”

The little fat man observed Meng Xing’s expression for a while and changed the subject:

“Actually, I really miss Nanhai.

There are baths, shopping malls, and fucking Internet cafes!

Unlike Baishan City, there are nothing but monsters.

By the way, what did you do after graduation?”

“Ah? Did you really farm?”

“Fuck, you also opened a coffee shop? My father Xing is awesome!”

When we arrived at the place where the little fat man was reminiscing about the past, the place was very large, like a stadium.

The big sign at the door was surrounded by neon lights, and three big words came into view.

‘Happy Valley’.

You could hear the heavy metal music from outside.

A dozen people in black suits stood at the door.

Meng Xing observed carefully and saw that these people had guns on their waists.

He could also see the spiritual fluctuations on these people.

They were all good players.

Through the continuous development of the Soul Soul Fruit, Meng Xing could also see the specific level of these people through the strength of their souls.

A dozen people were all D-level!

The little fat man parked the car in the parking space, and a car boy ran over to open the car door.

Meng Xing glanced at the three words ‘Happy Valley’ again and asked:

“Fatty, where is this?”

The little fat man kept it a secret:

“The poor have their own way of venting, and we have our own way of venting.

Believe me, it will definitely open your eyes.”