Rise From Doomsday Chapter 439: , basement
Mobile reading
The shopkeeper held knives in both hands, fighting hard, and a harsh voice sounded.
Crack--
The knife in the left hand broke into two pieces and fell to the ground, but the knife in the right hand only showed a gap, and the whole thing was good. The shopkeeper sighed helplessly and said to Liu Wei'an: "This is why I am looking for you."
Liu Wei'an picked up the half-cut knife on the ground and looked at it carefully for a while. The knife was purchased by the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce, and then resold it, making huge profits in the middle. This kind of knife is made of new materials, that is, the only material left after the monsters have been corrupted. It is sold to various cities in Tianfeng Province. It is difficult to buy and find a thing for thousands of years. However, this situation has changed in Nanlong City.
No one cares about powerful new weapons. The reason is that even more powerful weapons have appeared in Nanlong City. They are also new types of weapons, but their sharpness is three times that of the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce.
The result of the confrontation was obvious. The new weapon created by Lu Zhangyu completely defeated the new weapon of the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce.
"The shopkeeper wants to cooperate?" Liu Wei'an looked at him.
"Cooperation." The shopkeeper's smile was all over his face, at least there was no emotion on his face. The Kyushu Chamber of Commerce is a national chamber of commerce, with business covering the three empires and three planets. Liu Wei’an is just a small person who can’t even get out of Nanlong City. He even dare to say that he cooperates with the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce. Disdain to talk to Liu Wei'an.
However, the shopkeeper dare not express this idea. No matter how great the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce is, he cannot help him at this moment. He has been out of contact with the headquarters for a long time. Now Nanlong City is headed by Liu Wei'an. Call the shots. If the shopkeeper was able to remain independent when Liu Wei'an had just subdued the various forces, then after a few battles, the reorganized Ping An team had already developed centripetal force after a break in. Liu Wei'an was the center, starting from the Ping An team. The moment he returned, the shopkeeper could tell that the team had returned to their hearts.
He immediately made a decision in his heart that he cannot be independent and must be handed over to Liu Wei'an. Otherwise, Nanlong City is likely to be his cemetery. The death of Mayor Guo may not mean killing a chicken and a monkey.
"You have also seen it, our output is not large here." Liu Wei'an smiled slightly.
"Look at this first." The shopkeeper took out a list.
Liu Wei'an glanced, and suddenly moved. The potion and powder are not a bottle or two, but calculated in kilograms, more than two hundred kilograms, gauze, reluctance, clothing thread... all are needed to treat the wound. Things, the quantity is enough for the people here to use it several times, the nutrient solution, more than five hundred tubes, this is not cheap, the shopkeeper is considered bleeding. The last is a 300-year-old Changbai Mountain ginseng, transported from the earth, its value is immeasurable.
"I accepted the gift." Liu Wei'an didn't pretend.
The shopkeeper smiled, "I believe it will not be long before I can get in touch with the outside, and I can provide the equipment."
"Then I would like to thank the shopkeeper." Liu Wei'an clasped a fist. Regarding the equipment, it is true that only the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce can obtain it. He, a small householder, barely able to get some discarded machines and high-tech equipment, thinks No need to think about it.
"Cooperating naturally requires mutual effort, so I won’t bother Liu Gongzi." The shopkeeper knew that Liu Wei’an was busy now, so he could retreat when he felt like it. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back, "Ginseng is the best Cut it into slices and put it in your mouth to prevent the medicine from being too strong and weak people can’t bear it."
"Thank you." Liu Wei'an looked at the back of the shopkeeper. No wonder he could become a big shopkeeper in charge of one party, able to bend and stretch. The warehouse is now in charge of him. Naturally, other forces are not allowed to exist. The so-called side of the couch cannot allow others to snore. , Before and after the strong intervention of one star, there is no way, he can't fight, but now the situation is different, although there are three gold level masters beside the shopkeeper, but he has five, he really has to make up his mind, the shopkeeper must die .
The shopkeeper has a large number of materials, medicines, genetic medicines, etc., which he urgently needs. It is a living mobile treasury. Now the warehouse is full of waste. What can be faster than beating the local tyrants to get rich? , If the shopkeeper doesn’t come to him, he will go to the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper has been able to come to this day, and he has seen a lot of various scenes. He understood his situation in an instant, and made it the first time. The most correct choice.
Hand over the various items donated by the shopkeeper to Zhang Xueqiang. He took the century-old ginseng and came to Xiaowei’s room alone. Xu Ying and Wu Lili took turns to take care of Xiaowei. The clothes were changed, but it reflected that Xiao Wei's face and appearance became increasingly ugly.
"You are here." Xu Ying was still outside comforting ordinary people, and now it was Wu Lili in the room.
"Cut this into slices and put it in Xiao Wei's mouth." Liu Wei'an nodded to Wu Lili, his eyes fell on Xiao Wei, her back arched, her withered hair continued to wither, and her whole body was like a lingering candle. Old woman. Liu Wei'an only glanced at it and couldn't bear to look again.
"Ginseng." Wu Lili's eyes were surprised. Even if she is not a medical student, she knows the powerful effects of ginseng. The biggest problem in the warehouse is the lack of doctors, medicines and supplements, so Xiaowei is helpless.
"Take good care of Xiaowei." A murderous intent flashed in Liu Wei'an's eyes, and he strode out of the room and walked towards the room where Zhu Lie was held. Pain, especially Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei is everyone's lifesaver.
Damn Zhu Lie!
"...If you dare to move, I won’t say anything, I won’t say anything about killing, I’m dead, you won’t get anything, you won’t get any powder, it doesn’t matter if I die, but you But you can't complete the task assigned to you by your master. Can you live up to your master's expectations and trust in you?"
Liu Weian heard Zhu Lie’s voice before he even got close to the room. He is worthy of being the richest man in the past. His eyesight is sharp. He can see through Qiu Quansheng at a glance. Qiu Quansheng killed his teammates for his own reasons. The matter has always been guilty alone, so he must pry something out of Zhu Lie's mouth to be worthy of his current teammates, but Zhu Lie has taken a fancy to this point, forcing him to look forward and backward, instead of daring to use torture.
"You better speak up quickly, my patience is limited." Qiu Quansheng said coldly,
"I want to say it earlier, too, but you should give me a little time at least. I have to think about it, otherwise, what is the consequence of a wrong memory, do you know?" Zhu Lie opened his carrot-like fingers and made An exaggerated expression, "Bang, torn apart, it will turn into dust within a few kilometers, do you want to see that kind of situation?"
"Frighten me—" Qiu Quansheng suddenly turned his head and saw Liu Wei'an coming in, and immediately bowed and saluted, "My son."
Liu Wei'an stared at Zhu Lie, "How much time do I need to give you?"
"It doesn't take too long to entertain me with delicious food and drink. I can remember it after a few months of so-so." Zhu Lieman said carelessly, without paying attention to Liu Wei'an.
"Well, it is true that memory matters should not be sloppy, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes. A few months should be enough." Liu Wei'an nodded.
"Young Master——" Qiu Quansheng shouted, Zhu Lie was clearly a lie.
Liu Wei'an raised his hand to prevent him from speaking, with a serious expression, "Cut off his aorta."
"What do you want to do? Tell you not to mess around." Qiu Quansheng didn't respond, but Zhu Lie struggled first.
"Hands or feet?" Qiu Quansheng showed a hint of joy.
"Whatever." Liu Wei'an walked out of the room, "When will he say it, and when will he stop the bleeding."
"What if it's too late?" Qiu Quansheng asked.
"Throw it out to feed the zombies, oh no, cremation, you can't make the zombies cheaper." Liu Wei'an paused, walked out, and closed the door.
"Wait, you can't do this, I lost a vellus hair and I will die with you--" Zhu Lie looked at Qiu Quansheng who approached blankly, and yelled in horror. A silver light flashed, and he felt When the wrist was cold, blood shot out when the slight pain passed to his mind.
Chiff——
In three minutes, only three minutes, Qiu Quansheng came out, his face was joyful, he quickly found Liu Wei'an, and said loudly: "Hey."
"I have never believed that rich people are not afraid of death." Liu Wei'an showed a trace of contempt at the corner of his mouth~IndoMTL.com~After a series of complicated verification procedures such as passwords, fingerprints, and retinas, everyone appeared in the fourth. In front of the door, this door is voice-activated. No wonder Zhu Lie said that if he died, no one would be able to open the basement.
"Open Sesame!" When Zhu Lie uttered the code, the Ping An team behind him almost laughed.
"Go in roundly." The door rang. The people in the Ping An team finally laughed out loud. But the next moment, each of them opened their eyes wide and could not speak.
The world behind the door is a holy world, with soft lights illuminating every corner without dead ends. This is a huge space not inferior to the ground. The white and smooth floor, sofa, and kitchen are all separated by glass. Open it, and at a glance, the whole world is like a crystal.
"You also use glass in your room. Are you afraid of being seen when you are doing it?" Wang Pengpeng couldn't help but said.
"Glass is voice-activated and can change color at will." Zhu Lie said bitterly, with an iron chain tied to his neck and waist, but if there is any change in him, there is only one result, death. .
"Go, lead the way." Liu Wei'an returned to normal first.
"The basement was originally a safe house that I built to escape the enemy, so it's beautiful, it doesn't help." Zhu Lie whispered, meeting Liu Wei'an's unsentimental gaze, and his heart stunned, and quickly said: "However, a lot of food is stored. There are about 20 tons of meat, a few tons of vegetables, and a few tons of canned food--"
"Take me to see the vegetables right away." Liu Wei'an's eyes lit up, and the following content was ignored. Vegetables are good things. For people with weak physique, vegetables are no less than a tonic medicine. The people in the Ping An team are also happy. Some people have not eaten vegetables for several years.
This book comes from