In the free time after lunch, it is of course most comfortable to smoke a cigarette leisurely, but because of the presence of pregnant women, several men could not bear to smoke here.
In front of the sofa where An Ran was sitting, various fruit platters were placed on it, including watermelon, apple, cantaloupe, cherry tomatoes, lychee, longan, etc.
All kinds of fruits were abundant and neat.
We were all on our own, so no one was polite.
Everyone picked up the fruit with toothpicks and ate it happily, waiting for the one-hour break in the midday arena to pass.
In the afternoon game, the soldiers of the second team at the trading point still accepted the challenge from the survivors.
What interested everyone here was the battle between the two alienators, who were the captains and deputy captains of the second team, against the challengers.
At almost noon, many spectators on the first floor of the arena downstairs could be seen leaving the arena noisily.
Most of these people were planning to return to their respective residences to have lunch or take a nap.
After all, the contest between the alienated people takes place later in the afternoon, and there are still many people who are extra economical in their post-apocalyptic life.
The food from those small vendors does not attract them, let alone in their own homes.
Some of his relatives who have not come to the fighting arena are waiting for him.
The first-floor auditorium in the arena is like an ink painting of various aspects of life, allowing the atmosphere of life that has been absent after the apocalypse to gradually return to everyone.
In the private room, Jiang Shan looked at the scene downstairs.
These were his masterpieces and what he was happy to see.
He hoped to build a new society or even a new world.
Everyone is ambitious, and Jiang Shan is no exaggeration.
From the beginning to protect himself and make himself stronger, to now establishing such a huge organization and a gathering place with thousands of people attached to him, these are constantly changing.
The result that occurs naturally over time.
Therefore, although his desire to become stronger has not changed, he also has a different goal, which is to make a contribution to humankind within his ability.
After all, he didn't want to watch his kind disappear in such an apocalyptic world.
He hoped that his power could help them and lead them to become stronger like himself.
Then, stand in this chaotic world.
Zhang Ling on the side yawned, said something to Jiang Shan, and planned to go to the room to rest.
Taking a lunch break on time was a required course for this pregnant mother.
After Zhang Ling disappeared behind the closed door, the bald Quan He on the other side eagerly grabbed a cigar from the coffee table and started to operate it.
It was obvious that the few hours he had stayed here without smoking made him very thirsty.
Looking at the fat man's movements with a smile, Jiang Shan and the others also started to puff up their arms and legs.
Gao Qian and Wang Xia naturally said hello to Jiang Shan and walked to another room in the private room together, planning to take a nap and wait for the afternoon competition to begin.
Under the empty arena, in the well-equipped player preparation area, it was almost mid-afternoon.
In this room, which was used as a trading point for fighters to prepare during this period, there were only two people left at this time.
The challenges of the second team of the trading point and the ordinary warriors have just ended.
Now only the final battle between the two captains of the second team and the two alienators is left.
Slender Man and Feng Jie were each checking their equipment and weapons.
The display on the wall was already counting down to about five minutes, and Slim Man's game was about to begin.
As the captain of the second team since its establishment, Shouzi, a tall and thin young man, has still shown his own advantages and ability to execute the team.
He and Feng Jie are both young, but they have experienced a lot in the past six months at the trading point.
As warriors at the trading point, they have the dignity of their respective aliens, as well as the very strong feelings of being warriors at the trading point.
Sense of honor.
Now in the empty room, the two of them are a little nervous.
After all, they are not competing with their own men at the trading point.
It doesn't matter whether they win or lose.
They will immediately fight against the survivors outside the trading point.
If they lose, it will really happen.
No place to be ashamed of.
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The thin man looked at Feng Jie, who had short hair on one side.
As each other's partners and partners, the two of them were very familiar with each other.
"Ajie, how many games did our second team lose?"
After listening to the thin man's words, Feng Jie's somewhat embarrassed face broke into a smile, "In 7 games, the team next door lost 4 games.
Now we are overwhelmed by Dong Hua and the others.
When we go back at night, Brother Long has to do it again.
Behave yourself”
The thin man smiled mockingly and nodded.
As one of the four teams at the trading point, the first and second teams have always been in competition with each other.
After all, there are so many warriors at the trading point, and they all belong to different teams.
The sense of honor and belonging of the team is different.
Excluding the third team, which is a modified robot and has the strongest trading point, and is directly managed by Chen Long, and the fourth team, which is a non-combat team and coordinates information inside and outside the stronghold, this also makes the first and second teams, like The two brothers are constantly competing in a healthy and fierce competition.
"There is no way.
The first team was established earlier, and the people selected were gang members who were dispersed inside and outside the stronghold, so the overall basic strength is much stronger than our second team.
However, this time it also sounded a wake-up call for us.
We want to If we are more than one team, we still need more training and the brothers will do their best in actual combat.
I hope Brother Long will not get too angry tonight."
Feng Jie thought of Chen Long's angry expression and couldn't help but tremble.
For the managers of each team in this trading point, they were strict, fierce and powerful.
This was their evaluation of Chen Long, but everyone respected Chen Long more. and fear, after all, he has very strict requirements for the warriors in the trading point.
"Okay, Ajie, my game is about to begin.
I'm leaving first.
Don't be nervous.
If the two of us lose again, then our second team's face will never be able to hold its head high at the trading point.
Our opponents in the two games The choices are all hand-to-hand combat, and weapons cannot be used.
The things that are used in daily training at the trading point must be used without any leeway.
There is no need to be cautious like me, and there is no need to be merciful to people outside the trading point."
The thin man put the long knife in his hand on the table, then took a deep breath, patted Feng Jie on the shoulder, opened the door to the rest and preparation room, and walked out.
The tension in Feng Jie's heart also eased a bit when the thin man walked out.
He was not afraid of the challenge from the survivors in the stronghold this time.
What he was nervous about was that he was afraid that if he lost, he would lose face to the trading point, to the second team, and to him.
The boss, Chen Long, embarrassed their leader, Third Brother, at the trading point.
Today's finale of the two trading points, the second team, the challenge between aliens, is about to countdown.
Please sit down quickly, and look forward to the game starting soon.
The broadcast rang throughout the arena and also in the preparation room in the basement.
This made Feng Jie look at the TV hanging on the wall, where the battle between the alienated man and his challenger was about to begin
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