Chapter 12 Arriving at Desheng Steel Bead Factory

"Big boss, what are we going to do next? Several people over there said in the afternoon that they would go to the Hualian supermarket in front of them. Liu Zhixiong ate 09 compressed dry food and looked at the treatment of the three parties in the hall. He couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness. For a while, the loser had never been fluttering.

"I'll go to Desheng Steel Bead Factory in the afternoon. I have something to do somewhere, and then I'll have a look." In fact, Liang Jing thought to himself that there are more part-time workers, fewer farmers, and there is no grain at home. There must be a lot of people risking their lives to visit the supermarket. How much food can be left in a supermarket about the same size as Qingshui Bay, not to mention the danger in it is unknown.

"Brother Wang, hehe... You, does your team still accept people? We want to join your team." At this time, the short-eyed man couldn't help but suffer and discussed with Mr. Chen to join the team of strong men.

"How many of you? Why don't you join the team over there? They don't want you?" The strong man looked at the men in front of him and turned his eyes and asked.

"Uh... Well, we, um, the one who doesn't want us at all and wants a woman. Those two men are the ones he used to know." The short man with glasses was hit. He looked back at Liang Jing, who was eating and talking, and whispered.

"Well, you can go to the supermarket with us in the afternoon. At that time, we will distribute the food according to personal contributions. You wait first, and we will finish dinner first." His thick eyes glanced at the short men with glasses and knew that they were a little insincere, but they did not mean to investigate, and said directly.

Huh?

Is that all? Suddenly, the short-eyed men were dumbfounded. We have to give some food when we join your team. If you don't look at Liang Jing, you can say that "there is everything". Why is the difference in treatment so big? What the hell do you want to be allocated according to contribution? Shit!

The more I think about a few people, the worse their faces are. They are already starving and blue, but now they feel that the world has never been dark before. I have endless regrets, and I regret why I was not decisively invited to join Liang Jing's team. Look at what others eat as soon as they join. Look at your own initiative to "turn in sincerity" in exchange for this result. It's okay if you don't give it yourself. You're not even willing to give some cold food. It's too stingy.

I didn't join Liang Jing's invitation. I took the initiative to "be sincere" you. How can you "abuse" us so much? Can't even compare the gap between private workshops and large state-owned factories?

I'm depressed for a while and want to vomit blood. I can't say anything. If you can't resist, then enjoy it slowly...

And Liu Zhixiong on one side felt extremely wise. If they hadn't chosen to join the current short-eyed men, it would have been theirs. Ling Qinghe looked at Liang Jing more and more undisguised, and happiness was in contrast.

Under the hot two suns, there is no wind, the air looks extremely dull, and a group of four people are marching.

"Hurry up, the winning steel ball factory is ahead."

Liang Jing carried a canvas bag on his left shoulder and walked first with a [short knife] in his right hand. In the middle was the only woman in the team, Ling Qinghe. In the back, Zhang Huke and Liu Zhixiong, one carried a hanging bag and the other with a mountaineering bag. At this time, Liang Jing was a little depressed. After lunch, he took a break for a while, so he ignored the 13 people who were still resting in the hall and set off first. Unexpectedly, the team increased by three people, and the speed dropped to one-third of when he was alone. For Liang Jing, it was like a snail crawling, which made Liang Jing depressed. Fortunately, the sun is so big that many mutant monsters don't come out to act. So far, they haven't even met a mutant monster. This speed has not been delayed, which also makes Zhang Huke very happy.

What makes Liang Jing more depressed is that the mutant black-backed dog zombies who successfully enslave [slave corpse] can't stay in the sun for a long time at all. They can only keep jumping through the buildings on the side, otherwise the whole body will be corroded by the sunlight after staying for a long time, slowly melting and dissolving and even producing Sneer and white eyes. It seems that only high-level monster corpses are enslaved can resist the sunlight.

Of course, the three of them are happy about more than that. From the time they had lunch just now, they have been happy and excited until now. They think that they have won the prize. Compared with the food of the nine strong men, they can be said to be rich and handsome. And after he came out just now, Liang Jing also gave them a pistol, my God! Do you know the pistol? For the civilians of China, this is a big deal. The sense of unconscious sense of security has been improved by countless levels, and the heart is more stable. What's more, it is more unfathomable for Liang Jing, the boss.

"Bang!"

The workshop door was kicked away a few meters away by Liang Jing under the shocked eyes of Ling Qinghe and the three of them. At this time, the three of them were shocked. You know, although this aluminum door is not as strong as the iron door, it is not comparable to those wooden doors. Ordinary people really have no choice but to do anything about it. Unexpectedly, Liang Jing kicked aluminum. The closing door seemed to have been hit by a car, rolling away from the door frame, which was simply vulnerable.

"Bung buzz..."

"It's not good! There are a lot of mutant monsters in it.

Liang Jinggang kicked open the door of the Desheng Steel Ball Factory workshop. There was a rotten smell inside, which made people unable to stand it at all. This is the smell of human corpses rot! More importantly, there are a large number of mutant flies in it, flies smaller than domestic dogs, in groups.

"Up!"

Liang Jing's mind moved and ordered an attack on the mutant black-backed zombie under the shadow of one side!

Although it's good to block this door more than one meter wide like this, it's not safe at all outside the door. It's empty. Although it seems to be very safe now and I don't see any mutant monsters, but there are so many mutant monsters, who knows if they will suddenly run out. At that time, there will be no way to hide from the enemy in the abdomen and back. Bet that there are no mutant monsters? He didn't dare to make this bet, and he didn't want to put his life and death on illusory luck.

"Quick! Come with me."

Liang Jing said and walked into the workshop. This small door is next to the workshop supervisor's office. As long as you guard the door, you don't have to worry about the safety of the rear guard.

Under Liang Jing's greeting, the three quickly followed up. What they wanted to say was that Ling Qinghe performed even better than the male Liu Zhixiong. Liu Zhixiong quickly followed. Although his feet were much softer than just now, he was still very nervous and almost fell again, which made Liang Jing shake his head secretly.

Bang!

Wh...

The door of the supervisor's office was kicked open by Liang Jing, and a wooden chair inside was hit by Liang Jing. It seemed that he had already known that Liang Jing's knife surface was slapped, just like a fly. The wooden chair that hit Liang Jing was hit on one wall by Liang Jing.

" Stop it!"

Hold it! Pa-la!

Liang Jing shouted loudly and punched his feet on the wooden chair that fell to the ground. The wooden chair burst into pieces in the air, and the wood fragments flew around. Now the situation is urgent. He doesn't want to make branches. Otherwise, no matter whether the person who attacks him inside is deliberately or not, he will not take the initiative to find trouble, but he doesn't mind teaching. Discipline each other.

Several people in the room were directly stunned. A man in his 30s just smashed Liang Jing with a wooden stool. At this time, the wounds in his hands were bleeding blood. There were two young women and three men in blue overalls behind them. At this time, they were all violently fierce by Liang Jing. I was scared, and I stood there.