"Okay, we have lined up as you requested. Do you have any other instructions?" When the formation was complete, the short man asked.
"Stand where you are and don't move!" Lao Lin just said this.
After finishing speaking, he whispered a few words to Lao Zhao. Lao Zhao nodded and picked up the phone: "Hua Zi, now Lao Lin is going to go out to check the condition of the car. Keep an eye over there."
"Understood!" Hua Biao replied in a deep voice without taking his eyes off the scope. At this distance and in this weather, for Huabiao, it was one bullet and one enemy.
"Don't worry, brother, just come out for inspection and we will definitely cooperate with your work." The short man remained as calm as ever.
He seemed to be sure that Lao Lin would not use force against them.
Lao Lin didn't pay any attention to the short man's nonsense. After living in the apocalypse for so long, for those of them who had poured blood on the tip of the knife, they had long since calmed down.
If the short man wanted to use his leisure to interfere with Lao Lin and Lao Zhao's thoughts, then he would be a bit too naive and look down on others.
Lao Lin was not disturbed by the short man's words. He opened the iron gate of the fence and moved a gap in the outer wire fence.
While Lao Lin was operating, the short man kept talking and muttered from the side: "Oh, to be honest, your defense system here is really complicated."
This means that Wei Dazhuang is no longer there, otherwise the short man would have to give him a lot of mouths for being so talkative.
It's a pity that Wei Dazhuang is currently in a distant manor, lying on the soft bed and talking about life ideals with Duke Zhou.
Lao Lin didn't care about the short man's chatter. After he found a passage, he picked up his gun and headed towards the outsider.
After carefully checking that there were no abnormalities inside and outside the vehicle, including the trunk, he took out several firearms from the vehicle and handed them to Lao Zhao.
After Lao Zhao placed the confiscated firearms in the guard post, Lao Lin spoke again: "Whoever has weapons and knives on his body, hand him over voluntarily. Don't wait for me to search for them later and cause unnecessary misunderstandings."
When Lao Lin stopped talking, the short man echoed the instructions: "You heard it, whoever has a dick on his body should take it out quickly, otherwise it will be misunderstood and delayed to face it, which will be bad."
No one made any move. The short man saw this and immediately replied: "The weapons have been handed over. You can search and confirm."
Of course Lao Lin had to search. This kind of important matter involving one's worth and life could not tolerate any sloppiness.
One by one, he carefully touched the men from head to toe.
After confirming that there was no problem, he winked at Lao Zhao again.
After receiving the news, Old Zhao nodded, and then waved his hand to the short man at the head of the queue: "Come in and tell me what you want to talk about."
If the other party really wants to talk about something, he must have the courage to come in.
Otherwise, there must be a ghost.
The short man didn't even think about it. He chuckled and said, "I've been waiting for your words."
After finishing speaking, he did not forget to look at Lao Lin who was holding a gun next to him, and asked: "Brother, can I go in now?"
Old Lin silently said: "Let's go!"
The short man stepped forward with Lao Lin's approval.
As for Lao Lin, he continued to stay where he was and watch over the three guys outside.
While walking, Lao Zhao used his mobile phone to briefly report the situation to the brothers who handled the ambush.
After that, Wenquan Xin took a few brothers to the entrance to take over from Lao Lin's guard.
After all, this short man made it clear that he came here to discuss cooperation.
For such an important matter, Lao Zhao definitely needs Lao Lin to be present to help make joint decisions.
The entire existence was operating in an orderly manner under the orders given by Lao Zhao.
Walking on the village road, the short man looked around with interest. While looking, he mumbled: "Not bad, not bad, okay, okay. Your village is well built. This tower was built by yourself later." Come on. Hey, brother above, don’t be so nervous."
Seemingly seeing someone on the tower, the short man said to himself.
After that, he added: "The vigilance awareness of your people here is quite high."
After walking for a while, I saw the construction site being built in the distance. One man after another sighed again: "Hey, darling, we have started to build small buildings. What's the matter? The houses in the village are not enough for all of you?"
Like Lao Lin, Lao Zhao ignored the short man's meaningless questions.
The short man didn't care at all about this. If you didn't answer, he would continue talking until Old Zhao led him to an empty room.
This time Lao Zhao did not go to the village chief's office because that was where the women and children of the family stayed.
Lao Zhao didn't want to cause trouble there.
So I moved him to a room that few people usually go to.
There was nothing in the room. A table and a few stools formed the main body of the room.
Lao Zhao pointed to the chair and stool and said, "Sit yourself."
The short man was not polite, pulled up the chair and sat down directly.
At this moment, Lao Lin arrived immediately.
Pushing the door open and entering, after Lao Lin sat down, Lao Zhao slowly spoke: "Tell me, what kind of cooperation do you want to discuss?"
The short man showed a strange smile: "Given that you are sitting in such a big village, I think you must have been harassed on a regular basis."
As for the question about what he meant, neither Old Lin nor Old Zhao were fools, so how could they not understand what the short man meant.
However, this was not the time to be honest with each other. After Lao Zhao and Lao Lin looked at each other, Lao Zhao replied as usual: "Haha, it seems that whether you have been harassed or not is not something you should care about."
Lao Zhao planned to use this method to test the other party's details using a retreat-before-advance conversation.
Shaking his head slightly, the short man who received Lao Zhao's reply waved his hand and said, "You can't say that, brother, as the saying goes, if you don't worry about the long term, you must worry about the immediate future. I know you must feel that your place is well defended. It's unlikely that you'll run into any trouble. But..."
The voice paused, and then the short man's lips showed a long and meaningful smile: "But please don't forget that this is the end of the world. It is easy for a shelter of your size to be forgotten."
Indeed, the short man was absolutely right in what he said. The village currently being developed and built by the Alliance of Victors would definitely be considered very good in the last days. If you take a look at the manor where the outgoing team is located, their existence can easily make people jealous.
"Haha, what should we do according to your wishes?" Taking advantage of the situation to bring the topic to the topic, Lao Zhao also smiled slightly.
"It's very simple. If you don't want to be missed, the best way is to rely on a big tree. It is said that it is easy to enjoy the shade under a big tree. If you can have a team that can help you solve your troubles, then you can stay here safely. Stay worried."
