"Have you ever done that?"
Zha Chunlan's eyes looked directly at the bald middle-aged man, and she was unbelievably gentle.
The bald middle-aged man's eyes evaded, but he seemed to have finally mustered up the courage to respond.
But probably because of his inner panic, he failed to control his volume and turned his answer into a hoarse shout.
"No...I really haven't done it!"
Upon hearing this answer, Zha Chunlan narrowed her eyes with murderous intent, sighed softly, and took two steps back.
"Catch him for me."
"Yes! Sister Lan!"
The two men who were still behind the horse heard the order and immediately responded. As their bodies jumped, they quickly rushed towards the bald man.
"Hey! I said I haven't done it! Sister Lan! I really haven't done that kind of thing..."
The bald middle-aged man wanted to run away, but his legs became weak due to fear.
Before the two men approached him, he knelt down and sat on the ground.
Along with the moisture in his crotch, an unpleasant smell filled the air.
"The useless thing actually made me pee..."
Zha Chunlan's face was full of contempt. Seeing that the two men were already holding each other down, Zha Chunlan stopped paying attention.
"The four of you, if you pass, report your weapons, you will be considered as members of the settlement."
After almost hastily explaining to the survivors of Siming, Zha Chunlan's expression changed and she spoke with some anger.
Jinya, come here to me..."
Jin Ya, who originally planned to sneak away, immediately stood at attention when he heard Cha Chunlan's sweet call, and turned around cautiously.
"Uh...that Sister Lan, you are unjust. I didn't know that this boy had done such a shameful thing. If I had known, I would have done it on the way. How dare I bring him here to dirty your eyes, Sister Lan?" Well...this, this, this..."
"hehe……"
Looking at Jin Ya who was sweating profusely, Sister Lan laughed twice.
The voice was dry and filled with murderous intent.
Seeing the woman in front of him behaving like this, Jin Ya felt a chill in his heart.
"It's over, it's over, it's over now..."
Just when he thought he was about to meet the same fate as the bald man, a white figure suddenly walked out of the walled city behind Juma.
At this moment, the expression on Jin Ya's face made a 180-degree turn.
"Brother Li!"
Seeing the change of expression on Jin Ya's face, Zha Chunlan slowly turned around.
It was as if she was belatedly aware of the person coming from behind.
This man was wearing a white suit, with a pair of well-made gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His hair was neatly combed, and he looked like a breeze in the mountains when he walked.
Although he was in a rough and crude city, he did not lose the slightest bit of grace.
The demeanor is gentle, elegant and decent.
"Hey, Brother Li is here..."
Seeing the person coming clearly, a smile appeared on Zha Chunlan's face.
"Sister Lan, please stop making fun of me. What happened?"
A smile also appeared on the young man's face, his head shook slightly, and he asked helplessly.
The person whose outfit is completely inconsistent with the apocalyptic style is none other than Li Zhihao, the brain-enhancing system user who had a confrontation with Lu Yu.
After withdrawing from the Blue Moon Garden Community, he did not arrive directly at the Siming Mountain Refuge as planned. Instead, he took a side road along the way and came to this secret settlement of survivors. "It's Jinya. He came back from that military shelter and brought five people with him."
Zha Chunlan still kept her arms crossed and said calmly.
But as soon as she finished speaking, the woman immediately changed her words.
"No, I brought back four people and one beast."
"Oh, that's it. I wonder what happened to make Sister Lan so angry. Leave it to me and I'll handle it."
A warm smile appeared on Li Zhihao's face. Standing next to Cha Chunlan, he seemed to be the personal secretary of the domineering female president.
Capable and decent.
However, Zha Chunlan did not leave after listening to Li Zhihao's words. She still stood there, as if thinking about something.
It wasn't until the young man came close to her ear and whispered something that the woman showed a satisfied expression on her face and walked towards the settlement without looking back.
Seeing that he was let go, Jin Ya felt like he was surviving a disaster, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
But just relax, he still ran to Li Zhihao's side, bowed his head and said curiously.
Devour
"Hey, thank you Brother Li for the rescue. What did you say to Sister Chunlan just now? Why did she leave so happily?"
"I said, let me do the dirty work."
"It's that simple?"
Jinya looked surprised and asked in disbelief.
"Of course it's not that simple. You can see that Sister Lan wanted to punish you just now."
Hearing what Li Zhihao said, Jin Ya's face showed an expression of "This is right."
"So, I said that in order to punish you, I will let you go to the back mountain to plant potatoes for a month, and you will do all the hard work of plowing the ground and watering the fields."
"What?!"
Jinya's face suddenly wrinkled into a bitter melon, and he started to yell very reluctantly.
"What are you shouting for? Do you still hope that your little brother will be cut off like that other person?"
Hearing the words 'cut the little brother', Jin Ya seemed to have thought of something terrible, his whole body was agitated, and he waved his hands and shook his head.
After a while, he expressed his gratitude to Li Zhihao sincerely.
"Thank you, Brother Li, for saving your life. Thank you, thank you..."
"Why are you so polite? We are all a family and we should help each other from now on."
Li Zhihao stretched out his palm, patted Jin Ya's shoulder twice, and raised his chin towards the city wall behind him.
"Go farm and come to my house tonight and have a drink together."
"Okay, okay!"
A flattering smile appeared on Jinya's face again.
Faced with Li Zhihao's somewhat impolite command tone, he nodded like a fool, looking very obedient.
Soon, another young man came out from behind Juma and climbed into the commercial vehicle quickly.
The engine started, the obstacles in the middle of the road were cleared, and the car drove into the walled city smoothly.
The bald man was held down by two of Sister Lan's men, and he kept shouting that he was wronged.
But no one paid any attention to him.
He wanted to resist, but the two strong men beside him were so powerful that there was no hope of escaping.
The people inside quickly got the rope and tied the man tightly.
Amidst the noise and wailing, Li Zhihao watched Jin Ya leave and turned to the four survivors at the door.
"Four friends, let me take you to report the weapons you carry, and then assign a place to live."
The four confused people didn't know what to do next. Seeing Li Zhihao's initiative to invite them, they all showed friendly smiles on their faces, nodded and followed.
After passing through the passage composed of wooden boards and steel fences, Li Zhihao led everyone towards the right front. After turning a few corners, he came to an iron door that looked extremely solid.
Li Zhihao stretched out his hand gracefully, lightly clicked on the iron door three times, stepped back half a step, and shouted inside.
"Brother Lin, please open the door. I have brought four survivors over."
"Oh, it turns out that Brother Li is here, bringing four fat chickens?"
Voices came from inside the iron door, but the door did not open immediately.
The person inside just opened the observation window above the iron door and looked outside warily.
"Brother Lin just loves to joke. The four survivors who came out of the Siming Mountain shelter are not fat chickens."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of chains sliding inside the big iron door.
Just a bang was heard, and the iron door opened.
"Come to report weapons?"
A dark-skinned man emerged from the iron gate, holding half a grass root in his mouth and looking very angry.
He seemed to be very familiar with Li Zhihao, and he did not show respect like Jin Ya. He looked directly past the other person and glanced behind Hu Teng and others.
"Yes, at Sister Lan's request, every survivor who enters the settlement must report weapons."
"Well, come in."
The man holding the grass root in his mouth responded, turned around and walked towards the iron gate.
Hu Teng and the others didn't say anything. They looked around curiously and followed them faster.
Inside the iron gate is a simple little room filled with all kinds of tools.
Small things such as wrenches and hammers are mostly hung on the wall.
And big things like hoes and shovels were piled messily in the corner.
Because everything is not arranged neatly, the space in the house where you can stay is very limited.
Just when several survivors were curious, the man Li Zhihao called Brother Lin was already sitting at a small table and took out a small book from the drawer.
"Come one by one, first the big brother with the bandage on his face, what's your name?"
No small talk, get straight to the point.
It can be seen that Brother Lin is also an extremely efficient person.
"My name is Hu Tengye."
Big Beard did not hide his real name. No one here knew him anyway, so there was no need to hide it.
"Do you have any weapons on you? Knives and sticks also count."
Half of the grass root was turned around in the mouth of the man named Lin.
"only this."
Hu Teng also thought for a moment, then lifted up the corner of his clothes slightly, revealing the bulge at his waist.
"Hey, good guy, he has a gun."
Seeing the pistol on Hu Tengye's waist, the man surnamed Lin was not afraid at all, but a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
As if he had forgotten the main business, he actually started asking questions like no one else was around.
"How many bullets are there? Do you want to exchange them? This is a pistol specially issued by the army..."
"Ahem, Brother Lin..."
Seeing that the other party's inquiry was gradually deviating from the topic, Li Zhihao coughed lightly and gave a faint reminder.
"Hey, sorry, haha, register first, register first."
The man named Lin chuckled and scribbled a few strokes on the notebook with a pen.
While writing, my eyes did not forget to glance at Hu Tengye's waist...
