Rise From Doomsday Chapter 932: , Praying Man Arm as a Car (Part 1)
Seongnan Avenue.
This was originally a suburb. When the bus station moved over, the land price here immediately soared. Various hotels, hotels, KTV, entertainment city, automobile trade and other industries have all poured in, and it has become the second prosperous commercial street in less than a year. Because of the convenient transportation, the warehouses here are also very delicious. The prices of warehouses in other places are basically 100 copper plates per square meter, which is directly doubled here, but it is not easy for merchants to look forward to it.
Warehouse No. 8 is owned by Tangrenshen Feed Enterprise Co., Ltd. It is not rented, but bought. This shows that Tangrenshen Feed Co., Ltd. has strong financial resources. The media once broke the news that if 10 pigs were killed in Heiyue Province, 8 pigs would have eaten the feed made by the Tang Dynasty God. This sentence may be a bit exaggerated, but it is enough to prove the influence of the Tang Dynasty God.
But today, the two teams in Warehouse No. 8 confronted each other, and the form was on the verge of breaking out.
"I warn you for the last time. This is the warehouse of the Tang Dynasty God. No matter who you are, unless you have a call from the leader, please stop! Otherwise, you will be at your own risk!" The management manager of Warehouse No. 8 is a four. A middle-aged man in his teens is obviously a person who pays much attention to image. Even in this environment, he still has suits and leather shoes, and his hair is meticulously combed.
"Toast and not eat or drink!" Er Lengzi almost exploded, and the trace of contempt in the man's eyes almost made him explode.
"I admire your work attitude very much, but—" Yi Fengjiu suppressed Er Diaozi, staring sharply at the middle-aged man, "Now the entire Black Moon Province has been taken over by the governor. All the supplies , The property is taken over by the Ping An army. This is a document approved by the Governor!"
"Heh——" The middle-aged man chuckled, facing the two teams of Ping An fighters, without the slightest fear, facing Yi Fengjiu’s gaze, showing no weakness: "Your Governor-sir’s instructions, you must follow the instructions. Well, we are not members of the Ping An Army."
"Grandma's, did too many people give you the illusion?" Er Lengzi was murderous, and the middle-aged man was naturally not alone. Behind him stood fifty or sixty black bodyguards with sunglasses. Judging from their standing posture, they are definitely professionally trained elites, not embroidered pillows that pretend to be.
"I heard that the background of the Tang Dynasty God is in the province, surely this is your confidence?" Yi Fengjiu glanced at the time, it was 11:50, the others should have completed the task, he didn't want to go back Eat leftovers. He sighed, and finally persuaded: "Although the materials are under the unified control of the Ping An army, our governor will not let you pay in vain, and will compensate you in terms of land, funds, policies and even rights. You will not suffer. Why take it hard?"
"Strong buying and selling, is this the working style of the Ping An army? Is your governor-general a robber?" the middle-aged man asked rhetorically.
"The situation is like this. In extraordinary times, it is natural to use extraordinary means. If you have hundreds of thousands of mouths waiting to be nurtured under your hand, you will do better!" Yi Fengjiu said.
"These have nothing to do with me. I only know that the things in the warehouse belong to the Chinese gods, so don't want to take them away." The middle-aged man said loudly.
"Then there is nothing to talk about?" Yi Fengjiu's voice became cold.
嗤拉——
middle-aged man signed it
The file of Liu Wei'an's name was torn to pieces, expressing his determination by action. Yi Fengjiu's expression was completely cold, and the terrifying murderous aura permeated. The moment the flying piece of paper fell to the ground, a low voice sounded.
"Do it!"
Murderous intent is like waves, and the mountains and the ground are cracked.
There are only 20 people here at Yifengjiu, and he and Er Lengzi also have 22 people, but these 20 people move like a thousand troops, and the murderous air exploded, and a faint pink atmosphere appeared in the air. I don't know how many people were killed to produce such a strong **** air.
There were more than 50 bodyguards in black suits, close to 60 people, but as soon as the two sides met, the bodyguards fell down 20 people. The rest of the people have not yet reacted. The 20 soldiers have passed them. Twenty people fell again, only seeing the light of the sword flashing, but not seeing their moves at all, screams sounded, and the last dozen people vomited blood and fell.
There is only a middle-aged man who retreats to the back in a flash as soon as the battle begins. He thought that there was no suspense in the battle, so he stepped back to watch the excitement, but he didn't expect to avoid the catastrophe instead. Seeing Er Lengzi come with a grinning smile, his face changed again and again, from red to black, and finally to white, without a trace of blood.
Twenty Ping An soldiers returned behind Yi Fengjiu without a word, no one was injured, and there was not even a drop of blood on their bodies.
"How can he be so strong?" The middle-aged man couldn't believe that he was naturally not a simple man if he could be entrusted with a heavy responsibility to manage such a large warehouse. At a glance, I can see that these people only have the strength of the silver period. The silverware and bronze period of his bodyguards are mixed. According to normal logic, no matter how he fights, he will win, but the result is completely opposite.
The monsters in the Black Moon Province are basically eliminated, and the enemies are basically eliminated. The rest are small characters. Therefore, the main force of the peace army is resting, and the small tasks such as collecting food and materials are all reserve forces. Otherwise, the two teams of golden-age fighters would not have to make a move at all.
"Hand over the keys?" Er Lengzi stretched out his right hand in a strange posture.
"You will regret it!" the middle-aged man trembled. He was unfamiliar and broke through the golden period long ago. However, because of fear of death, he has never fought with zombies, so he has only one strength. Er Lengzi is also a golden age, but he doesn't even have the courage to make a move. He could see it, and Er Lengzi wished him to refuse, as an excuse to make a move. The weird posture is not so much a begging for something, it is more of a ready-to-hand start posture.
The middle-aged man tremblingly took out the key. In this era of rampant high technology, this ancient lock is the strongest and safest. With an electronic hand, if you don't pay attention, people can open the door thousands of miles away.
"Count you acquainted!" Er Lengzi regretted taking the key.
rumbling--
The heavy door was pushed open. I didn’t feel much after entering. After turning on the light, Er Lengzi was stunned. Yi Fengjiu, who had seen the face of the world, also widened his eyes and looked at all of this in disbelief, for a few seconds. After the clock, Er Lengzi shouted.
"Send, post, now you can have a pack!"
The Chinese gods of the Tang Dynasty made feed, and they had nothing to do with food. One was eaten by pigs and the other was eaten by humans. But if you understand the composition of the feed, you won’t think so.
. Tang Renshen's feed is well-known inside and outside the province because the main material of their feed is corn. Corn as feed is of course very luxurious, but this is not a new method. Feeding pigs with corn is very common in Guizhou Province.
The huge warehouse with a length of nearly two hundred meters and a width of nearly one hundred meters is filled with corn, bag by bag, all packed. According to the quality, it is divided into three categories: A, B, and C. Type A is the best, with full grains, rich nutrition and excellent taste. The nutritional value of type B is almost the same, but the taste is a lot worse, type C is relatively inferior, the particles are not plump, the color is relatively poor, and the taste is basically no. Finally, I saw category D, broken, worm, and spoiled mixed together. The gods of Tang Dynasty generally used D corn to be crushed to make fertilizer. That's right, the Tang people still sit on fertilizer. Although the scale of heat is not as good as feed, the market is also good.
These corns were feed for pigs before the end, but now they are being fed to humans. When Yi Feng came here for a long time, he actually took the attitude of giving it a try, because he only got clues that there is corn in the warehouse, but it is not clear what the quality of the corn is, whether it can be used, and the quantity.
But when he saw a warehouse full of corn kernels, he knew he was right.
"Move away!" Yi Fengjiu waved his hand, and the 20 fighters immediately became excited. There were only 20 of them, which is naturally not enough. However, this is not a problem. A phone call can solve the problem of manpower.
"You will regret it!" Standing at the door, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth. He didn't dare to go in because he couldn't stop it, but he knew that his leader would not let it go.
Throughout Black Moon Province, this situation is happening everywhere. Some people are afraid of the general trend of the peace army and dare not resist, and some people can't control so much. Even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't take my things~ IndoMTL.com~ The war broke out and ended soon. A few difficult people appeared occasionally, but after You Mengshou, Shi Hu, and Yang Wujiang rushed out, the battle was over instantly.
"Sell so strongly, I fear future troubles!" Ye Rongxiu persuaded him, his eyes worried.
"I know!" Liu Wei'an looked at this shabby city. He was born for a long time, and the last place his eyes stopped was the area where the civilians lived.
It’s been too long for the common people to replenish their energy. They only rely on energy tubes to maintain the most basic life expenditure. If they don’t eat any more, their bodies are broken, and they will be the same as those in the slave area. There will be no possibility of recovery. .
"Black Moon Province is different from Xiangshui Province and Tianfeng Province." Ye Rongxiu felt it as soon as he entered Black Moon Province. Tianfeng Province has already been disrupted, and Liu Wei'an can do whatever he wants. The situation in Xiangshui Province is almost the same. After Liu Wei'an's strong suppression of forces and warlords, large and small forces, they have become honest.
Black Moon Province is different. Although zombies are rampant, the system has not been broken up. Even if several leaders have been changed, the management is still those people. The original residents believe in rules, not people. Liu Wei'an wanted to put himself above the rules, and he was bound to meet strong resistance.
"I hope they know each other." Liu Wei'an said calmly.
"I will go down to arrange and do my work as much as possible!" Ye Rongxiu's heart was chilled. He clearly saw Liu Wei'an's fleeting murderous intent, which was a kind of cruelty that killed all living beings without caring. He prayed for the people in Black Moon Province and must be obedient, otherwise the consequences would be serious.