The Reborn of the End of the World

Chapter 66 Receive

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Carefully pour out a cigarette from the folded cigarette box.

He picked up the cigarette and sniffed hard in front of the tip of his nose. The smell of tobacco lingering in his nose made him more energetic.

He put the cigarette in his mouth, but the old cigarette was not willing to smoke.

For smokers, it is a very painful thing not to have cigarettes. Therefore, like old smoke, you can smell it from time to time, which is much better than other smokers who are even difficult to eat.

"But, seriously."

"This young man is too insidious. It's enough to kill the evolutionist. He also deliberately took only half of the team's supplies and gave half of the survivors who lost the protection of the evolutionist."

Li Wanping looked at the center from afar from the periphery.

In the direction of seven o'clock in the folding chair where the young man was sitting, a frozen truck was parked, and the back box of the car was full of materials for robbing five or six teams.

Thousands of double sightings just happened.

Looking at the hundreds of team members who were killed by the leader, they moved their team's supplies into the container of the frozen truck little by little for this demonic young man.

The leader of the murderer team forced the mission members to serve himself!

This man is simply the devil among demons.

"That's all."

"Lao Li, you didn't see what this young man just did. He deliberately caused some inconspicuous damage to the cars of these teams, so that they could not start."

"At that time, how can a group of survivors who have lost the protection of evolutionists hold the remaining half of the supplies in the convoy?"

When the old smoke smelled the cigarette, he took the cigarette back into the crumpled cigarette case. Just for a moment, he felt that there were at least thirty pairs of eyes staring at him nearby.

"Insidious, wisdom!"

"But I have to admit that this young man is very thoughtful. If more than 30 people in the hunting alliance is really slaughtered, most of the alliance participants will be almost destroyed, and the rest are almost all small fish and shrimps with insufficient weight. If you pick out some low-ranking teams at this time, kill the chicken and monkey again, t-t-t-tut~"

Speaking of this, Li Wanping can only admire him.

Although he runs a mahjong hall, he only started it after retirement. Previously, he had worked as a criminal police officer for more than 20 years, so from this information, it can be inferred that the other party has a general operation process.

"Yes."

Lao Yan patted his pocket and sighed.

After killing the chickens and setting an example, the hunting alliance, which has suffered several heavy losses in a row, has almost collapsed. At that time, the whole balance of strength in the gathering place will be readjusted. The small teams that had suffered from it before will naturally gather together to retaliate against their enemies in the past.

Hunting Alliance, except for the Lone Ranger!

The main targets are small teams with less than two evolutionists.

However, there is a deep hatred between some small teams that have survived and the hunting alliance. Now there is an opportunity to beat the water dog in front of us. Who can continue to endure?

"However, it's about the same level."

Li Wanping nodded slightly and said, "Those large teams that have been wandering in the center of the storm should really intervene to prevent the number of evolutionists in the gathering place from sliding down to the dangerous value."

"But no matter what happens in the end, what does it have to do with this young man?"

"He gave the gathered ground and did not continue to kill, and took the help of the team to solve the thorns in the side of the hunting alliance, which can be said to be beneficial and minimized his troubles."

The two old criminal policemen analyzed from the limited information. If their discussion was heard by Chen Qinghe in the central office, he would be surprised. What they said was almost the same as him.

This is a conspiracy!

Of course, everything is based on his strong strength, otherwise, as the large teams that occupy the most interests of the gathering place, how can they be so polite to him?

Nothing else!

The more than 50 pieces of alien equipment in his hand are very eye-catching and huge wealth.

I believe that no team can ignore such a huge wealth and can't afford even a little different thoughts.

Beep.

The sound of the car came from the periphery of the parking area. There was only a white pickup truck with seven or eight patrols, and an Indian wearing a camouflage suit with brown and black skin slowly drove to the center in the black crowd avoiding the sound of cars.

"Adult!!"

Singh stepped on the railing and held a rocket launcher on his shoulder. The pickup truck was still two or three hundred meters away from the center. He couldn't wait to wave his presence as hot as the sun in his mind, like a respected adult of a great man.

But his shouts were completely drowned in the noise of thousands of people.

"Why is this Indian so excited?"

"Fool, the 'adult' in this guy's mouth should be a man."

"Is this guy a gay guy?"

Several patrols on the pickup truck cast disgusting eyes on Indians like "**". Does the cruel end of the world really distort the normal sexual orientation of so many people?

These patrol members are all tall and thick-waisted Northeast men.

What I despise most in my life is an abnormal man like an Indian, which is regarded as a humiliation for men.

Finally, the pickup truck struggled to drive into the center of the docking area.

When it was about 50 meters away from Chen Qinghe, the Indian voice was "detected" by Chen Qinghe.

Of course, Chen Qinghe has already found the Indians.

After all, although the Indian pronunciation is standard, it is still a little different from ordinary Chinese people if you carefully distinguish it, but he doesn't want to recognize Singh, who is too enthusiastic about him, so early.

The reason is very complicated, so I won't go into details here.

"Adult--"

"Little, I haven't seen you for two hours and eight minutes. Although it's only two hours, for the villain, it's like three autumns, and I miss the heroic posture more and more."

Singh rushed down the pickup truck and carried the big Ganges rocket launcher on his back. As soon as he came to Chen Qinghe, he said a torrent of admiration for the river.

Chen Qinghe looked at the Indians indifferently.

He has long been used to the excessive enthusiasm of the Indians, so he naturally said the purpose of Toshizhu and asked him to send someone to help summon the Indians for him.

"This car drives back."

Chen Qinghe pointed to the frozen truck not far away.

The Indians were called to come here to receive supplies. He himself needed to leave later to go to the Mangrove Furniture City to dispose of part of the alien equipment in his hand.

drive back?

Hearing this, the Indians looked at the frozen truck, but soon noticed a group of fear around them, and the survivors who kept looking at Chen Qinghe with resentment.

These people are all members of those small and medium-sized teams!

The leader who sheltered their safety was killed in front of them. How could they not resent Chen Qinghe?