In a six-story old building full of European style, Zhang Yunxi and others were walking in the crowded corridors following the black people soliciting customers.
This feeling of being unable to walk is similar to the Spring Festival travel more than a hundred years ago. There are people and obstacles everywhere in the corridor, and many refugees sleeping on the floor are cursing each other.
The stench in the main film space has reached a disgusting level. However, in this environment, the people who can spend money to live in this building must at least be from well-off families in peacetime.
Just these marked "beds" in the corridor cost four to five hundred yuan a day, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Most of the refugees living here have some savings and are waiting to be drawn, or waiting to
When the relationship came, they were taken to the relief area to live permanently, so they took temporary refuge here, so there was no need to worry about their quality.
Some people are too lazy to squeeze into the public bathroom downstairs, so they just draw a curtain in the corridor, start urinating, and then abandon it along the garbage channel, so the smell here is very unpleasant.
After squeezing for a while, Zangxue and others finally arrived at the fourth floor. The situation here is slightly better. Because it is an expensive single room area, there are fewer beds planned in the corridor, and customers have their own folding beds.
, seems relatively quiet.
Arriving at the central location, the black man pointed to the two rooms facing each other and said, "You are right here. Each person can receive food twice a day."
"Okay!" Zhang Yunxi nodded.
"I hope you can find a place to live as soon as possible." The black man said auspicious words, stretched out his hand on the dilapidated door panel, hung a three-day time limit label, and left quickly.
Everything here is full of primitive feeling, and all the people are like piglets waiting to be sold, living crowded in pig pens.
In fact, before Zhang Yunxi paid the rent for three days, the black boss told him tactfully that Bernanke still had apartments and even villas for rent. As long as they could afford to pay, they could have all the privileges and privileges.
Unlimited living environment.
With Sister Yaya's financial resources, Zhang Yunxi could not be reimbursed for building a villa or something like that, but considering that it would be too ostentatious, she chose such a down-to-earth place. But this incident also proves that in any field in this world,
There are strict hierarchical divisions within the company, but Bernanke, who is like the apocalypse, only reflects it more clearly.
After the Dirty Blood Team quickly divided into rooms, they settled down temporarily. All that was left was to wait for Wang Dabiao and find out where Shen Dongqing and others were hiding as soon as possible.
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In Bernanke's city, in a dimly lit basement.
Shen Dongqing was standing next to a wall, playing with the kiwi bird that was locked in a metal cage. It was emitting a colorful halo and looked dazzling.
The son of the Doom God of War looked a little embarrassed at the moment. He was wearing a black heavy-duty mecha, and the armor was full of marks from various weapons. It seemed that he had experienced many life-and-death battles recently.
Next to him, Wang Laizi frowned and looked at him, and said carelessly: "Hey! Prince, please stop teasing the birds and walking the dogs at this time, and think of a way quickly, otherwise your head will be moved."
Shen Dongqing fed food to the caged bird with a relaxed look on his face: "What's the use of being anxious? We're already suffocated here. Even if my dad sends someone here, the water can't quench our thirst!"
"Then what do you mean? In the next time, you will just wait to die?" Wang Laizi asked a little frustrated.
"Don't panic, Brother Wang. Don't tell me the old saying, one monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, and a group of monks have no water to drink." Shen Dongqing said calmly: "The wisdom of our ancestors is summed up between life and death.
It makes perfect sense!"
On the left, a burly young man with a shaved head and a long braid on the back of his head replied angrily: "Look at how cowardly you are! Why are we reciting classical Chinese with you here? It's already this time.
, don’t talk like you’re guessing lantern riddles! Simply put, what do you think?”
This man spoke with a very strong northwest accent. He looked very much like a brother from an ethnic minority. He looked strong and mighty, and felt very oppressive.
His name is Zamutata, he can be regarded as the "protector" of the son of the God of War, and he and Shen Dongqing have experienced countless lives and deaths.
In fact, although Shen Dongqing has a high status in the mutant community and is admired by others, he really has no airs on the brothers around him and talks to everyone very casually.
"Two chips. One is Tai Zhenglong, and the other is the key to open the sinkhole." Shen Dongqing turned back and looked at everyone: "The team that came to encircle and suppress us seems to be huge, but in fact we have different plans... But we brothers are different.
There is no way to retreat, we all have a life-and-death friendship! It’s really embarrassing, let’s stand up to ten of them one by one! So this matter can be operated. If you do this, let the reception staff still not meet us, secretly hide the key... and then
…!”
Wang Laizi, Zhamu Tata, and five or six extremely powerful Sleepers all listened quietly to Shen Dongqing's deployment. No one refuted or showed any anxiety.
This group of people is the most awesome team of desperadoes in the super-physical world, bar none!
Shen Ao has been in two eras, and even though he has never made a move since his awakening, he is still ranked third on the list of divine dragons. This kind of dominance has allowed him to gather a group of super strong people around him who are willing to do things for him.
This is why Kardashian treats Shen Ao so politely, is determined to unite with him, and besides dedicating herself, she almost responds to his every request.
After discussing for about twenty minutes, Shen Dongqing left the underground lounge and went to the next room, carrying something like a painting barrel behind him.
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Zhang Yunxi and others spent the entire day in agony waiting, but still did not receive any notification from Brother Biao.
It's around eight o'clock in the evening.
Zhang Yunxi and Jing Nansheng left the room and came to the corridor on the fourth floor, ready to wait for meals. This dormitory rental business is very systematic. After paying the corresponding fees, meals are provided here.
In the current environment, where survival materials are severely scarce, the fact that these gangsters are willing to provide food is enough to illustrate the degree of involution in this industry.
In the dimly lit corridor, Zhang Yunxi waited for a while and saw four black people pushing a dining cart out of the dilapidated elevator, followed by a large group of people who surrounded them and began to eat with their own tableware.
The two of them looked at the crowded crowd and did not rush forward. Anyway, everyone had a piece and they just waited.
At this moment, a young woman squeezed out of the crowd. She was dressed in tatters and was holding a disposable lunch box that had been used countless times. She was holding on to the wall and walking slowly towards Dangxue.
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At first, she did not attract the attention of Zhang Yunxi and Jing Nansheng, but after taking two steps, she suddenly started knocking on the doors on both sides of the corridor.
Soon, a white man heard a knock on the door and glanced outside.
The young woman in ragged clothes begged and said: "Please give me something to eat! My brother is sick, she is very weak...!"
"Go away!!" The white man listened halfway and raised his strong arm and gestured: "Don't disturb me, or I will kill you!"
"Bang!"
The door closed, and the weak young woman paused for a moment before continuing to knock on the next door.
Jing Nansheng felt strange when he saw this scene and whispered: "Can beggars also enter this building?"
"Maybe the bed is downstairs. There are patients at home and they don't have enough food to eat." Zhang Yunxi replied.
While the two were talking, the girl knocked on the door of another room and said to the sixty-year-old man inside: "Please, give me something to eat. If my brother doesn't have it...!"
"This beautiful lady, can you suck your pussy for me?" The old man answered directly: "I think this exchange is reasonable."
The girl paused for a moment, her eyes showing a fleeting struggle: "Then I need half a loaf of bread."
"No problem, but your cock belongs to me, and I want to cut it off! Do you agree?" the old man asked politely.
That’s outrageous! You can just eat it by yourself, why do you want to cut it off?!
In the end, the two did not reach an agreement. The old man closed the door with a smile, and the woman came to Zhang Yunxi and others, first bowed, and then said something pleading.
Zhang Yunxi looked at her. This girl was an authentic Caucasian, with skin as fair as paper, but she was thin, her clothes were shabby, and her cheeks were full of stains. But even so, she could not hide her exquisite facial features and the look before the murder.
Two headlights flashed.
A woman with such an appearance shouldn't be short of food in this environment, right? After all, there are refugees here, but there are also people who control the resources! For them, exchanging three meals a day for some excitement shouldn't be a big problem?
Could it be that this woman cares about chastity? Or maybe she just entered the city and hasn’t found a channel yet?
This thought flashed through Zhang Yunxi's mind, but this does not mean that his thoughts are dark. In the apocalypse, personal dignity has been reduced to the lowest level, and most people will agree to any conditions in order to survive.
"Can you give me some food?" the woman asked again.
Jing Nansheng thought for a moment and turned to look at Zhang Yunxi. As a woman, she sympathized with him, but after all, this was a mission and she had to seek everyone's opinions.
Zhang Yunxi immediately understood what his senior sister meant. He also wanted to do some good deeds. After all, food was not a burden to them.
Just when Zhang Yunxi wanted to give the other party some food, he suddenly frowned and responded coldly: "No!! We don't have enough to eat either!"
The girl looked at Zhang Yunxi's cold expression, nodded slightly, and walked away again.
Zhang Yunxi glanced at her back, immediately winked at Jing Nansheng, and quickly went to the front to line up for food.
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Three minutes later, the two returned to the room on the left. Jing Nansheng turned to look at him and asked solemnly: "What's wrong?"
After training in the mountains for more than half a year, the two were inseparable, so the senior sister had an understanding of Zangxue's character, and she sensed that something was wrong with his attitude just now.
Zangxue closed the door and turned to look at everyone: "Wait five minutes, we missed it!!"