Chapter 10 There are acquaintances here

Wu Changsheng's answer made his cold-blooded heart a little excited. I should finally have a fair answer to what I have experienced. As for what kind of punishment he should receive for what he did at that time, he didn't care at all.

"It's a big deal, as long as I can get the justice I want!"

He poured the wine into his mouth coldly without saying a word, but the "A Zhong" in his mind reminded him in time.

"Don't worry, sir, they won't allow them to touch you, and I think if you win justice, then you should live better!"

"You're right. I should thank him!"

But he knew coldly, "A Zhong" was right. If it weren't for Guo Zhenbei, he was still following the "Second Master Lin" to do those unreasonable things. Although it is a kind of revenge, it is a kind of revenge for the whole society. And "crime" itself is a kind of revenge. OK. For. If you are interested, you can search the concept of "crime" on Baidu, and you will know what the essence of this behavior is.

The cold-blooded now recalls that what I have had is really the worst experience. From this point of view, cold-blooded also wants to thank the biochemical end of the world, which gave him the opportunity to become a new person. Therefore, he sent a message to Guo Zhenbei that no one knew what it was, and Guo Zhenbei did not reply.

Things are roughly decided, just like many merchants prefer to talk about business at the wine table. This is almost a Chinese tradition. Maybe only after a few glasses of wine can you hear the truth.

However, what no one expected was that Guo Zhenbei had attracted the attention of some people in Xi'an, and even met acquaintances here.

Before the rather unfriendly "banquet" between Guo Zhenbei and Wu Changsheng was held, people had already paid attention to this matter. And this person is really a figure that Guo Zhenbei will see in Xi'an.

When the "Simple Wasp" flew over the sky, someone held a telescope and "welcomed" his arrival with his eyes. At the same time, he was still muttering.

"I didn't expect that it would be that boy. When I saw him last time, he was still holding a desert eagle, my arm..."

The speaker is missing an arm. He is not someone else. It's exactly Zhang Wancai, the "Emperor" who was shot by Guo Zhenbei a few months ago!

You will definitely wonder that such a guy is not dead, and he will escape to Xi'an. So how is that possible? After all, Xi'an is under a zombie siege. If he can get in, why can't he get food and supplies?

I believe that's really a good story, and everyone can't wait to know.

This has to start with Zhang Wancai, who is holding a telescope like him.

He is a 50-year-old man who is still red in this biochemical era. Wearing a famous brand suit and a big black frame in his glasses, if he is seen, he must be considered a "successful person", and some people even say that he is a little similar to a "national leader" in the past.

Of course, that must be a flattery, but he wears big black-framed glasses and combs his back.

"Well, you are fine. Now the military value him very much. If it weren't for me... Let's wait and see, especially when he finishes that, we'll talk about it!"

The black-framed glasses glanced at Zhang Wancai, with some kind of warning in his eyes.

With one arm missing, he did not hide his hatred for Guo Zhenbei, but he knew that he wanted to listen to the words of "uncle". Because he can't live without "big uncle", but "big uncle" can live without him.

"Duncle, can he really do that?"

"It's hard to say. It's hard to get to Hubei Road here. If something goes wrong, no one can help him! So you don't have to be nervous about him. It's true to do your own things seriously. Wan Cai, I don't think you should stay here. Go outside the city. Maybe if there is a chance, we can..."

When the black-framed glasses speak, they have an unfathomable smile. Zhang Wancai nodded, and now he can control a profitable business. What kind of business can be better than Xi'an, which is besieged by tens of millions of zombies at this moment, and has a better access to the outside?

Yes, it's a business, which is used in exchange for all other materials in Xi'an. Zhang Wancai in front of him controls part of this "business". Although the income in Xi'an is nothing to do with him, the income outside Xi'an almost belongs to him.

What does Zhang Wancai need?

I'm sure you are familiar with it. As a person with great ambition, of course, what you need is weapons and ammunition. Zhang Wancai was kicked out of the original town by Guo Zhenbei, which was a few months ago. At that time, the zombies had not yet experienced the first wave of mutation, and it was quite easy to survive compared with the outside world at this moment.

With the people and weapons under his hands, Zhang Wancai really had an adventure. But that's another story, which will be told in due course. At this moment, when he heard the words of black-framed glasses, Zhang Wancai saluted respectfully.

"Then I'll go. Uncle, everything here depends on you!"

"Well, you go ahead, everything is a small matter!"

The black-framed glasses nodded. If it was just his style, he would definitely be misunderstood as a big shot. Unfortunately, it can be seen from the people he deals with that he is nothing, at least not even a good person.

Zhang Wancai turned to the "uncle" who left him and came out of the hotel. This is not a hotel occupied by the military or a hotel occupied by the government in Xi'an. The hotel in the city wall of Xi'an is full of businessmen, and they are all businessmen with some "ability".

Or they have accumulated steel, or they have accumulated food. In short, they have everything that others don't have. Even this hotel is the only hotel nearby with lights on. Its generator still rotates when there is almost no fuel for the military vehicle.

Zhang Wancai, who went downstairs, sat on a military car. Judging from the appearance, this kind of military car is more like a Hummer. Moreover, the warrior car is also the main combat vehicle that the Chinese army is really equipped with. Unfortunately, more warriors are still sleeping in the preparation warehouse at this moment.

He slipped away from Zhang Wancai, who was sitting on the military car, and then he took out a radio with black-framed glasses. After entering the special password, he contacted someone. But he didn't say anything, he was just listening quietly.

The more news he heard, the more uncertain his face became. If you look at the "expression analysis system" that only Guo Zhenbei has, you will find that he is worried. Not only worrying, but even he is still afraid.

After listening to it for a long time, he switched the radio to another channel with a more secretive and longer password. Then he spoke, and his tone was no longer like a dodgy tone when he spoke to Zhang Wancai, but respectfully like... like a dog.

"Brother, have you eaten? I shouldn't have bothered you, but this matter is very important!"

"Yes, yes, I just heard that Fatty Wu has reached an agreement with the guy from outside. It seems that they hope to pick up the old guys and then do other things! Brother Yi, you see..."

On the other side of the radio, I don't know what the "one brother" said, and the black-framed glasses nodded repeatedly. Look at that. If he had a chance to stick out his tongue, he would be like a dog.

"Yes, yes, I understand what you mean. I'll ask someone to do it! Then... First brother, if the grain is really shipped... Yes, yes, I will definitely do it well without any mistakes!"

With his words, the man on the other end of the radio cut off communication. As the person opposite cut off communication, the black-framed glasses took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and then carefully put the radio in his pocket.

When he entered the room from the balcony, a cool air came to his face. It's a hot summer now. People like him who are used to enjoying it, how can they live without air conditioning?

Before entering the room, he glanced at the street outside the hotel. The people there are like ants, and they are also like ants in his eyes. Whether it is the 1.3 billion Chinese people in the past or the millions of Chinese who have survived in Xi'an now, they are like ants in his eyes.

"And he can be sure that those people are not even as good as ants in the eyes of 'the first brother'!"

When he returned to the air-conditioned room and took a breath of the cool and refreshing air, he was a little proud.

This residence is the highest floor in the hotel, with a water tank on the top, and even the whole residence has been recently renovated. The wall is inlaid with bulletproof steel plate, and the whole room is protected by thick steel. Bright glass, that's strong bulletproof glass, can't be penetrated by bullets, not to mention zombies.

In this residence, there are mountains of grain and various cans. Ten thousand steps back, even if Xi'an is broken by zombies, his residence will still be safe and has enough armament and enough food.

There is also a small swimming pool in his residence, where several mermaid-like women are swimming around at this moment. What I have to envy is that they are not wearing swimsuits, but sexy underwear that can't be covered at all.

"Life is still beautiful, and enjoying life is the true meaning of life!"

Black-framed glasses sat in their own office with bulletproof glass, happily lit cigars.

This is the last fortress of the whole residence. The guns are placed on the gun racks on the side, and in the nearby closet, there is also enough food and water for several months. I believe that many people will think that what can they want to live in the end of biochemical world?

Leaning on the soft chair, the black-framed glasses are beautiful in my heart.

"Well, as long as we solve that boy, such a good life will continue!"

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