"My name is Rooney, this is my sister, this is my mother. How do you think of them? Just one can, you can have fun with them." The child was eleven or twelve years old, and he was very familiar with Zhou Qingfeng and the butcher to a large tent on the black market.

This large tent is a large brothel, divided into small rooms with cardboard, where women with no way to go sell themselves for food.

Seeing that the so-called "good goods" were two haggard women, the butcher smiled unscrupulously behind Zhou Qingfeng, "Victor, do you want to have fun with these two women?"

Rooney's sister and mother looked like they were unkempt and hadn't taken care of themselves seriously for several days. They didn't look good, and their flesh and blood business naturally couldn't go much better. Especially when they saw that Zhou Qingfeng and the butcher were not as good as good people, they were even more nervous.

"Little guy, is this your family?"

"Yes."

"That's great. If you dare to be foolish to me in the future, I will kill your mother and sister."

"Ah... please don't do this. I apologize to you. I was forced to do it before." The little guy said anxiously.

"Enough, shut up." After Zhou Qingfeng scared the child, he took out a can of Spam meat from his backpack, cut it with a saber and handed it to Rooney, and said, "Try it."

The canned military food of the US military is oily and greasy. Asians are not used to it, but it is just right for Europeans and Americans. For Rooney, who is not satisfied with it, a canned meat is a delicious food that is hard to refuse. Even this canned food can be his grandfather.

Rooney looked at the canned food, then his mother and sister. He first handed the canned food to his mother, and then the family of three began to share the long-lost food with fear and anxiety.

Seeing the three of them sharing food silently and giving in to each other, the butcher whispered behind Zhou Qingfeng: "A good family, you have a smart look at people."

A box of canned food was quickly finished, and there was no drop of oil left, and she licked it clean. Little Rooney wiped her face with her sleeve, walked to Zhou Qingfeng and asked, "Sir, just give me a can every day, I can do anything for you. But if I messed up anything, please punish me and don't hurt my mother and sister."

Zhou Qingfeng took out a can from his backpack, swayed it in his hand, and said, "I want you to sell this can for me. I need weapons, fresh food, captains, sailors, mechanics, and fuel that can drive ships can all be exchanged for this can."

Selling a large number of canned food blatantly on the enemy's territory is simply seeking death. Zhou Qingfeng doesn't have the courage. He would rather be less efficient than find an agent.

“You have a lot of these cans, right?”

"Yes."

"Can I ask someone else to help?"

"Who are the others?"

"It's my friend."

"I need reliable people. If they are unreliable, the first thing that is unlucky is not me, but you and your family."

"My friends are helpless children, no one cares about us, and adults are bullying us, so we are united. We know all the secrets in the black market, and we are all reliable."

Zhou Qingfeng decided to give it a try, and soon Rooney called out seven or eight children. The youngest ones were only six or seven years old, and the older ones were fourteen or five years old. They all seemed extremely clever, and those who were not clever could not survive. After eating a box of canned meat again, all the children nodded to agree to help Zhou Qingfeng work.

So the distribution competition officially began. Zhou Qingfeng brought these little kids to the beach outside the black market. At the beginning, they each took away a few boxes of canned meat and replaced some bullets. After gaining basic trust, they were allowed to take more canned food away slowly.

Zhou Qingfeng only stipulated a basic exchange price, and whether it could be exchanged for more depends on the children's own abilities. When he was very pleased, these children quickly learned to unite to control the market and suppress the price on the merchants in the black market.

All kinds of fraud and looting are indispensable. However, with Zhou Qingfeng as his backer and a few more people died at night, the entire Kennedy Airport knew that a food supplier came to the black market, hiring a group of children to sell canned spam meat from decades ago, and the supply was large.

"Sir, we need four m2hbs, plus one hundred thousand bullets."

"Sir, this price is not very suitable, I can't explain it to my boss."

"We need twenty anti-tank missiles in the 'Jaberlin'. Be careful not to fool us with early models."

"Is there any marine diesel? No! Think of a solution. Really no? Well, give us 500,000 or 223 bullets."

"You said our cans are too old? Then you can ignore them! If you want to reduce the price, this is absolutely not allowed."

Every day, Zhou Qingfeng hired a tugboat to take tens of thousands of boxes of canned Spam to the airport black market, and on the same day they replaced the canned food with all kinds of supplies he needed. At first he changed his weapons, and soon he started to buy some refined flour and fresh meat.

In just two days, the number of children working for Zhou Qingfeng changed from seven or eight to hundreds. The cans he sold to the Skull and Bones every day also ranged from a few tons to dozens of tons. Such a huge number alarmed many black market merchants.

You should know that the Skeleton and Bones Society occupies a large territory in New York and controls a large population. Every day, countless fire fighting occurs for a bite. Even the top leaders of the Skeleton and Bones Society are criminals in prison, but when they become rulers, they are also very upset by the current situation. Just cleaning up the corpses on the street every day is a big problem.

Zhou Qingfeng became an important food supplier in a few days. Although he bought a large amount of arms, the canned meat he left behind became more and more important to the Skeleton Society.

Whenever the children under Zhou Qingfeng carried rifles and pushed a tow truck full of cans into the black market, merchants from the entire black market would come over and exchange various supplies in their hands for cans.

Similarly, Zhou Qingfeng also used these children to collect information from the Skeleton Society, especially from Fernando Resno. Because he has not obtained enough fuel so far, this is not enough to support his escape plan.

Until one day, Rooney informed Zhou Qingfeng that a mysterious black market businessman wanted to see him, "Sir, I released the news of your request for fuel and ships, but many people offered unacceptable conditions. Until yesterday someone came to me and said that it could meet your needs."

"That guy has marine fuel? What I want is not a few tons or dozens of tons, I want at least hundreds of tons." Zhou Qingfeng had to sail far, and if there was less fuel, he had to break down halfway.

"No, the man said he had no fuel, but he had a boat, a big boat."

"What's the use of just having a boat? Will I drive the boat to the bottom of the sea without fuel?"

"But he said his ship is nuclear-powered."
Chapter completed!