Rebirth in the last days: 30 million winning prizes at the beginning Chapter 1636 Free Commercial Zone, Bulls, Ghosts, Gods and Snakes Bombing the Street
Chapter 1636 Free Commercial Zone, Bulls, Ghosts, Gods and Snakes Bombing the Street
Just dinner.
Li Yu also didn't let Song Min, He Chao and others accompany him.
They wanted to study the situation in the trading market, so Li Yu asked them to investigate and observe by themselves.
When you are around them, they tend to be unable to let go.
Li Yuan took Qingyang, Liu Jinglue, and Li Haoran together to visit the night market.
The four of them came to the night market. As a resident here, Liu Jinglue looked at the commercial area of the trading market every day and didn't feel much.
Li Yuan and the other three looked at the bright lights and bustling crowd in front of them, a little surprised.
Li Haoran had been here before and had a certain understanding of the trading market, but he left during the thunderstorm and natural disaster.
In just a few months, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the trading market.
Especially the commercial street, which only had two or three shops when he left.
Today there are more than a hundred.
The commercial district at night is different from that during the day. The neon lights of the commercial street flash at night, and various retro hard-core industrial-style signboards are hung, flashing and shining, contrasting with the purple-blue lights of the trading market wall in the distance.
All the monsters and monsters that did not come out during the day came out at night.
A woman with nails all over her body and primitive tribal makeup walked through the middle of the commercial street.
The survivors on both sides focused their eyes on her.
The woman looked straight ahead with her arrogant eyes.
When walking, it feels like a runway show.
"What is this?" Li Yuan asked Liu Jinglue with his eyes widened.
She has been in the apocalypse for so many years and has never seen such a character or such a scene.
"Forehead......"
After Liu Jinglue followed Li Yuan's gaze and saw Sister Ding, he replied:
"The second in command of the cold-blooded army, she is known as Sister Ding in the world. She likes to drink and have her hair permed, and she is a righteous person."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of rhythmic and high-pitched music came from the side.
"Move it, hit it! This is DJ dance music..."
Would you love me if I were DJ?"
The huge music DJ sound attracted everyone's attention.
I saw a man with long hair, wearing a dark blue leather jacket and leather trousers, with his chest open and golden Chelsea shoes under his feet. He walked to the center of the commercial street carrying a stereo and walked forward slowly.
"???" The eyes of Li Yuan and the others almost fell to the ground.
"What the hell is this?" Li Haoran also didn't understand what the business district was doing.
Isn’t this too open and too free?!
It has everything!
Liu Jinglue touched his nose in embarrassment and coughed dryly.
"Ahem, this is a guy nicknamed Dark Blue God of War. He likes to wear leather pants and carry a stereo to blast the streets."
"no...."
"Ah this..."
Li Haoran asked with some confusion: "What are they doing? Catwalk?"
Liu Jinglue thought for a while and then said:
"Absolutely. It's similar to Chunxi Road before the end of the world. There are many people who like to wear their favorite clothes and show off when there are the most people in the business district."
"What do they have to do when they are full? What are they doing this for?" Li Haoran asked doubtfully, he really didn't understand.
Liu Jinglue scratched his head and replied:
"I think...their behavior is understandable. We are living in the apocalypse and are under great pressure. Especially people like them, who spend their days doing tasks outside and wandering between life and death all day long. It is very possible that they
God died in the mouth of a zombie."
"Under such great mental pressure, they always look for some outlet to vent their emotions."
"Some people like to drink, some people like to visit the Tingfeng Tower, some people like to go to the arena to watch physical fist fights... They may just like this kind of catwalk and enjoy the feeling of being watched."
Li Haoran was silent, but Li Yuan watched with relish as the Dark Blue God of War walked through the street carrying the huge old stereo, blasting the street.
Qingyang, who had been silent all this time, said with some emotion:
"After the apocalypse broke out, everyone didn't dare to speak loudly. I didn't expect that here, I would carry a stereo and play such a loud sound. Aren't you worried about attracting zombies from the surrounding area?"
Liu Jinglue thought for a moment and replied:
"The debts are overwhelming. There have been no heavy rains and natural disasters recently. Besides, all the zombies around have been cleared away."
"Although there are still some zombies coming under the city wall from outside the wall at night, these zombies do not pose much of a threat to the trading market."
"No matter how loud the sound is, they are just roaring incompetently. Wall-climbing zombies don't dare to come up even if they have ultraviolet lights."
Li Yuan's eyes revealed his thoughts, "It's pretty good. It's really free here."
"Yes."
Liu Jinglue explained:
"As long as you don't do things against other people's wishes such as fights, conflicts, robberies, etc. at the trading market, everything else is basically fine and you're very free."
"The old man said that a free atmosphere can increase stickiness, make survivors like this place, and allow more survivors to enter here."
Li Yuan thought thoughtfully, his eyes shining:
"This old Huangtou is quite capable."
"I'll go!" Li Haoran pointed at the two people walking next to him, shocked.
"What?" Li Yuan and the others looked over quickly.
I saw a couple walking hand in hand to the middle of the commercial street.
A slightly fat man with clean and neat short hair, a carefully groomed beard, and even eyebrows was plucked. He was wearing white socks, shorts and short sleeves and was holding another man's hand.
Another man was wearing a ripped white suit, sky-high heels, a reflective sequin suspender on his shirt, two huge earrings on his ears, and a red, yellow and blue snakeskin bag hanging on his shoulder.
His attire is very feminine, but looking at his appearance and Adam's apple, you can tell that he is a man at a glance.
The two held hands tightly and walked towards the center of the trading market business district.
Qingyang covered Li Yuan's eyes and turned his head as much as possible not to look.
It's really too eye-catching.
"What is this?" Li Haoran complained a little helplessly.
"Ahem..."
Facing Li Haoran's inquiry, Liu Jinglue also felt extremely embarrassed.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "This... trading market advocates freedom, freedom to dress, freedom to love..."
Half a moment.
Two words popped out of Li Haoran's mouth.
"Cowhide..."
He has really become more knowledgeable. He had never seen such a scene before the end of the world, but he didn't expect that he would be able to see it after the end of the world.
This kind of catwalk show originated from Sister Ding. Her unique way of dressing gave many people courage.
As time goes by, more and more people gradually imitated her, put on their favorite clothes, and came to the commercial district to hit the streets at night.
When there are more people, it forms a catwalk show.
It has become a feature of the business district.
After the two people walked away, another man wearing iron underwear and holding an iron chain came up from behind...
Liu Jinglue looked at Li Yuan and asked:
"Yuanzi, do you want to go in and visit the night market? Didn't you say you wanted to go in and visit?"
Liu Jinglue is one year older than Li Yuan, and they are cousins.
Qingyang put his hands down.
Li Yuan looked at the bustling business district, nodded and said with a smile:
"You're already here, I must go and see it."
"Okay, let me take you for a walk. The business district is more fun at night than during the day."
"Uh-huh."
The group of people walked towards the business district.
In the business district, two patrol members wearing green vests will be on duty every few dozen meters apart to maintain order.
Except for the central main road, the flow of people on both sides is very dense.
There was a smell of barbecue snacks floating in the air, and various shouts could be heard in my ears.
It really feels like a night market before the end of the world.
The four of them are actually very unique in the eyes of the survivors.
Qingyang was dressed in casual clothes, but he had a bun on his head and a sword on his back.
You must know that it is clearly stated in the trading market management regulations that cold weapons are not allowed to enter.
And he was able to carry a sword openly and walk in the business district without anyone stopping him, which shows that this person has an unusual identity.
The most conspicuous thing about Liu Jinglue and Li Haoran is the gun belt slung around their waists, with a pistol inserted in it, which can be seen by a discerning person at a glance.
Especially Liu Jinglue.
Liu Jinglue may not know these survivors, but these survivors definitely know Liu Jinglue.
Because everyone who enters and exits the trading market, especially when entering for the first time, has to register information with Liu Jinglue.
As the person in charge of security inspection in Wengcheng, Liu Jinglue, whether a survivor can enter the trading market is entirely a matter of Liu Jinglue's words.
Li Yuan was looking at these survivors, and these survivors were also looking at them, but they didn't dare to point, they only dared to get closer and discuss in a low voice.
"A lot of big shots have come recently. Do you know the ones next to Captain Liu?"
"I don't know him, but he must have a high status and be able to be received by Captain Liu personally. Can he be an ordinary person..."
"Where do you think these people come from? I've been in the trading market for so long, and this is the first time I've seen them. It's impossible for them to stay in the oil city forever."
"Who knows, but it must have come from outside. Didn't four helicopters fly in today?"
"Stop talking, stop talking, they are coming."
...
Li Yuan looked at everything in the business district of the trading market curiously, stopping from time to time to go into the store to take a look.
Qingyang, on the other hand, tensed up and followed Li Yuan half a step behind to protect Li Yuan's safety.
There are too many people here, no one knows whether they are good or bad, not to mention that Li Yu asked him to protect Li Yuan.
Suddenly, Li Yuan saw a barber shop.
"Come back soon - tattoo, haircut, piercing, massage parlor..."
There were seven or eight big men in vests working in the store.
There are two customers inside getting tattoos,
Near the street, there are several big men cutting hair for customers...
"Welcome~" The two waitresses at the door said with a second rising tone to Li Yuan and his party who came in.
Chen Dachui, who was busy tattooing a customer, looked toward the door after hearing the sound. When he saw Li Haoran and Liu Jinglue, he stood up immediately.
"San'er, you come here to give this distinguished guest a tattoo. You must do it well!"
Then he looked at the customer and said slightly apologetically:
"Brother, I have something to do and I can't give you a tattoo now. This is free for you!"
The customer is a man who is 1.9 meters tall. He is going to get a snake tattooed on his neck.
After hearing Chen Dachui say that he wanted to be replaced by someone else to tattoo him, I wanted to curse angrily.
But after hearing the word free, well...
It seems that it is okay not to be angry.
"Okay." The man replied calmly.
Chen Dachui quickly put down the tattoo tools in his hand.
He is the leader of the Tattoo Gang. Before the end of the world, his family owned a dry stew shop. It is a time-honored brand that has been passed down for many years.
However, he was very rebellious when he was young. He didn't want to inherit his family's stew shop. Instead, he went into rock and roll. He didn't succeed in rock and roll. Instead, he learned tattooing from a person because he often got tattoos.
In order to survive, he opened a tattoo shop before the apocalypse. He usually likes to get tattoos, dreadlocks and so on.
Unexpectedly, the zombies broke out, so he found a few brothers and established a tattoo gang.
Later, the Northern Territory was destroyed, and he surrendered to the forces of the Great Zhangshu Base. Later, he was recruited and came here to build a trading bazaar.
He was one of the first people to build the trading market and watched it being built bit by bit.
Then he experienced a thunderstorm disaster and saw that Oil City was vigorously promoting the development of the commercial district after the thunderstorm disaster. So he had an idea and responded to Oil City's call and opened a stew restaurant.
After all, he comes from a family of braised cooks, and he has inherited this skill.
Before the end of the world, because he didn't want to inherit the braised pork restaurant in his hometown, he went to a different place to pursue his music dream.
Unexpectedly, the zombies broke out, and he was separated from his family forever.
Thinking of the father with whom he had been quarreling all his life, he and his father never reconciled until his death.
This became a pain in his heart.
So, he opened a stew shop in the business district.
His father wanted him to pass on this craft, so... he should pass it on.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Unexpectedly, he responded to the call of Oil City and opened this stewed stew restaurant that met the needs of the survivors, and the business was booming.
After the business boomed, he found that it was still a little uncomfortable to stay in the stew shop every day.
After all, he still doesn't like dry-braised cooking.
So he opened another tattoo and barber shop.
Now the business of both shops is good, and he has attracted all the brothers from the tattoo gang to work in the shop.
There is no need to go to the construction site to work, after all, the construction site only earns a few points a day.
The days are prosperous and prosperous, which is not bad.
After experiencing all this, he understood one thing, that is, to keep up with the oil city, he must have good relationships with managers.
Chen Dachui had a smile on his face, bowed slightly, and walked in front of Liu Jinglue.
"Captain Liu, welcome to our store."
Then he looked at Li Haoran and said, "Captain Li, long time no see."
"You know me?" Li Haoran was a little surprised. After all, he had not been in the trading market for a long time.
"know!"
"How come I don't know you? You were here at the trading market before..." Chen Dachui said quickly.
It is a very comfortable thing to be remembered by others. Li Haoran had a good first impression of Chen Dachui.
"Can you cut your hair here?" Li Yuan asked.
Chen Dachui looked at the positions among them and clearly felt that Li Yuan's status was definitely no lower than that of Liu Jinglue.
He also didn't ask about the identities of Qingyang and Li Yuan. Asking too many questions would easily cause discomfort.
Since people come to your door, they must have needs or problems, so just try your best to cooperate.
Let’s talk about it first, and then we’ll have the opportunity to slowly build a good relationship.
"Okay, do you want to cut your hair?" Chen Dachui asked with a smile.
Li Yuan is getting married to Qingyang this month, and she wants to get married in the most beautiful way.
That's why she wanted to cut her hair. In the past, she basically cut it casually with scissors.
"Cut, please give me a haircut suitable for wedding. I want a Chinese style." Li Yuan looked at Qingyang next to him and his face turned red.
Li Yuan's round face has lost its baby fat over the past six years and turned into an oval face.
Seeing Li Yuan looking at Qingyang, Chen Dachui saw through the relationship between the two at a glance.
When he saw the bun on Qingyang's head and the sword on his back, he murmured about Qingyang's identity.
After gathering his thoughts, he began to carefully observe Li Yuan's face shape and hair texture, and communicated with her in detail about the effect she wanted.
A few minutes later, Chen Dachui said to Li Yuan:
"I know what you want, don't worry, leave it to me."
He shouted to a female employee in the back:
"Wang Jing, take this distinguished guest to wash his hair..."
