They entered the Leo town stronghold.
The first thing that came into view was an empty square. There were piles of black things in the square, which should be things like oil.
On the left, there was a simple trading market.
The trading market was cold and quiet. Most of the people were civilians with yellow skin and muscles. They were dressed in rags. Some people only had shorts woven from tree leaves.
When the martial artists passed by, the numb civilians immediately came to life.
Sirs, please do me a favor. I haven't eaten for four days. Please give me some food.
The elderly man knelt on the ground with a crippled leg and kowtowed, " "Sir, I'm willing to be a pig for only ten black steamed buns. I don't care if I die, but my grandson is still young. I beg of you, please have mercy on him."
Among them, the man with a relatively strong body opened a sack and said, " "Sir, do you need bullets? the price is very cheap, 20 bullets per bun."
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