The relatively spacious living room was artificially transformed into a temporary office at this time.
The messy seats and sofas were full of people, and of course most of them were a little panicked people.
Ningjiang Bao Hui was sitting on the three-person sofa, while Bald Quan was leaning against the window of the living room next to him, looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.
On some seats on the other side, sat the leader of the survivors' stronghold, that is, among these humans, the government personnel who were originally in Zhoushan were led by a small military leader.
Several people seemed to have some conflicting and even unharmonious opinions regarding the transfer of survivors here.
Ning Jiang frowned, the expression on his face was a little indifferent, but he could still feel a hint of impatience, but he still said: "I have talked a lot in the past few days, and talked a lot about the warrior who is our trading point. , it can be said that we are here to do our best, not only to save you, but we still have a very important task."
"It is the safest and best choice for you to move away from here first, and then be taken away from Zhoushan by our helicopter.
Why do you, as the leader of these survivors, never give a reason and work hard to obstruct it?"
After Ning Jiang finished speaking, he picked up a cigarette and looked at a man not far away in front of him, a middle-aged man.
The man is the leader of the survivor stronghold here.
Although these survivors gathered temporarily on the way to escape, it is also because some of the brothers brought by this man own guns and weapons, allowing him to quickly become a leader among the survivors. gained reputation.
At this time, the man looked at Ning Jiang's words, although they were words of persuasion, but in fact they were questions, and his heart became more and more irritable.
Just as he was about to say something, Bao Hui, the oldest man present at the trading point on the edge of the Ningjiang River, spoke again with cold words: "Perhaps you are afraid of those zombies and think that what will happen to you if you leave here The danger is that you don’t believe us or you have some ulterior motives.”
"You have to understand that if we weren't all human beings, we wouldn't have any obligation to help you in this apocalyptic world."
There was obviously a trace of sweat on the middle-aged man's face, which was a sign of nervousness, and Bao Hui's words seemed to have exposed his selfishness under everyone's observation in the past few days.
It seems that the man is afraid that if he leaves here, he will lose the little power he has here and the protection of the trading point.
Moreover, Ning Jiang and others also said that during the transfer process, because the violent zombies around him are gradually increasing, the danger is Inevitably, this made the man become frightened.
His already fierce and angry mentality instantly made him unbalanced, which was why he had been struggling for the past few days.
"Yes, Brother Kang, they are right.
If we stay here like this, it will be like being caught in a jar.
Moreover, the food and water sources are about to be cut off.
If we don't leave, we will all die."
"Yeah, I just don't understand why I didn't leave.
If I had left earlier, it wouldn't have become as dangerous as it is now, surrounded by those zombies."
"So many brothers and partners are going to die here because of your decision.
What are you thinking about?"
Finally, the survivors, who had been suppressed for a long time in the past few days, began to explode, and one by one began to angrily question their original temporary leader.
Regarding his selfish and inexplicable choices, everyone finally had the confidence to vent their anger with the support of the trading point warriors.
The middle-aged man obviously didn't realize that his former companion would question him like this and even yell at him.
His face quickly turned red and became extremely angry.
"I am the boss here, the leader of this stronghold.
It is my orders that you must obey, not theirs."
As if his face was torn apart, the man began to roar as if to vent his anger.
His words did not even cover up his fear of the trading point.
"You are not now" Ning Jiang stood up, and his patience was instantly exhausted as the man turned against him.
"Arrange the brothers to bring the survivors who are willing to go with us.
Those who are unwilling to leave, let them die here."
Giving instructions to the soldiers of the third team beside him, Ning Jiang glanced coldly at the man in the distance.
He really felt that he was playing the piano to others these past few days and wasting time.
The man's face turned red, fear and anger intertwined.
He grabbed the pistol at his waist with his right hand and couldn't help shaking.
But the crowd in front of him, the people of this organization called the Trading Point, seemed not to care and walked out leisurely, while the original companions around him also left him with expressions of contempt.
In the quiet residents' room, there was suddenly an angry roar, and then it was quiet again.
"There are still such stupid people" "For such small interests and selfish desires, as well as my own timidity, I want the trading point to fight to the end for them."
"Haha, indeed there are all kinds of people in the apocalypse."
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Jiang Shan said with a smile, Zhu Hui held a satellite phone and put it against his ear.
On the other side, Chen Shuo, holding nail clippers, was helping the man take care of his fingernails.
"You arranged for a helicopter to pick up these people.
Right, Tang Seng called for a helicopter and it has already set off for Zhoushan.
However, you'd better move the people to a safe place first to avoid these violent zombies.
I'm worried that the helicopter will arrive by then.
The center of the city will attract the guys behind these zombies.
After all, there is still a military base in Zhoushan.
There is no guarantee that some anti-aircraft missiles will be fired.
I don’t want to see such a scene."
"Well, by the way, the giant scorpions and war titans have been repaired.
I will arrange for the giant scorpions to be airdropped to you with ammunition and supplies to help you clean up these zombies.
After all, you have already caught some of their traps."
"Okay, be careful" Jiang Shan waved his hand, and Zhu Hui obediently took the satellite phone away and put it on the coffee table.
She also grabbed a pair of nail clippers and helped Chen Shuo cut off Jiang Shan's other finger.
The two women have now gradually adapted to life at the trading point.
Such a leisurely and carefree life really makes them feel like heaven.
And now all their minds are tied to the man in front of them, because only by pleasing this man can they have everything.
Jiang Shan's nails were very hard, and the nail clippers were difficult to repair.
The two women squatted on the ground, looking a little struggling.
Jiang Shan, who was lying leisurely on the armchair, asked: "Feng Yu goes to the trading hall to study every day, why don't you go?"
The two women were stunned for a moment, then stood up and looked at each other.
Zhu Hui spoke first: "We want to spend more time with Third Brother.
After all, we have just come here and we need to know more about the situation here."
Jiang Shan smiled and did not expose the woman's intention to compete for favor in front of him, "Well, but you still need to go to the trading floor to study.
After all, this is your responsibility, you know?"
The two women looked at the man's unchanged smile, exhaled, nodded seriously, and then continued to squat down and help the man cut his nails
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