The two were walking on the road in Block 13.

There are black market merchants all around.

"Brother Maureen, don't look at how bright their slogans are, but 90% of them are actually rubbish."

Morton saw Lin Mo's eyes looking around.

So he opened his mouth and reminded Lin Mo.

"I know, just look at it."

Lin Mo naturally knew that what Morton said was true.

Generally, people with real strength will never sell their goods on the bright side.

Most of them have a facade or something on the thirteenth block.

"Our thirteenth block, although the strength is the worst among the thirteen blocks."

"But our site is the largest of the thirteen blocks."

"Our No. 13 block covers an area of ​​30,000 square kilometers, accounting for one-tenth of the entire Dead Island."

A look of doubt appeared on Lin Mo's face: "If it is 30,000 square kilometers, where are we now?"

"Our No. 13 block is also divided. For example, here is still No. 1 Street."

"And there are forty or fifty such streets in our thirteenth block."

"So we also planned out areas one by one, such as the central area, the sales area, the red light district and so on."

"In the thirteenth block, only you can't think of it, there's nothing we can't do."

"Even if you put forward a big enough price, even if it is a national treasure, someone will dare to get it."

Morton patiently explained to Lin Mo the general division of Block 13.

"Fuck, who is so high-altitude parabolic!"

Not far ahead, a man looked at the beer bottle that fell in front of him.

Immediately, he roared upstairs angrily.

After seeing that no one cared about him at all, the man took a bazooka directly from the side.

"I'm going to fuck your mother!"

The rocket was fired directly, and the entire upstairs was instantly reduced to ruins.

Lin Mo frowned slightly and looked over there: "He played so much firepower, didn't he violate the rules of Block 13?"

After Morton heard Lin Mo's words, he immediately smiled and shook his head.

"No, no, according to the rules, you can't be so reckless."

"But if there are two conditions, it's not impossible to play like this."

"First of all, which guy threw a beer bottle down, and even almost hit him. What's wrong with people being a little angry."

"Although the power of using rockets is a bit too powerful, as long as he can afford the money."

"Then the guards won't bother to entangle themselves with these crap."

Morton looked at Lin Mo: "In short, in the thirteenth block, as long as you have reason, you can do whatever you want."

"We are a black market here, and businessmen have to be reasonable."

As the two of them moved forward, Lin Mo's eyes sharply caught a place.

Some old yellowed curtains, dusty doorways.

and a large plaque on it.

No. 403 Novice Mall.

This is where Lin Mo is going in another place in Block 13.

Morton led Lin Mo towards shop 403.

"The owner of shop No. 403 is a beautiful woman. Brother Mo Lin, you are so handsome."

"I think you can try to hook up. If you succeed, you don't have to work hard in this life."

Morton's words made Lin Mo smile slightly and didn't answer.

If he really wanted to lie down, he would have been able to lie down long ago.

"By the way, why does it feel like no one has been here for a long time?"

Lin Mo looked at Morton and asked aloud.

The door of the 403 shop feels like no one has been here all year round.

Morton also glanced at the floating ash at the door and laughed softly.

"Newcomers on Dead Island are rare now." JrNovels.com