His forehead was shiny and oily. I thought the short man had no hair on the top of his head because he was balding.
It turns out this guy did it on purpose.
Thinking about the appearance of the three people getting out of the car outside, Lao Zhao and Lao Lin suddenly realized.
If Xu Renjie came back at this moment, he would probably be stunned and stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
"Skinheads" are such nonsense in the world. The manor has made everyone in the manor talk about it, and they must kill people and eat meat in exchange for peace; Lao Xu and others have always been afraid and cannot immediately take over the manor to their name. "Skinheads" were now sitting openly in their village.
What's even more ridiculous is that these guys who robbed other people's shelters now transformed themselves into bodyguards, and came to the Victor Alliance team base camp to say that they would calm down the trouble for them.
It was a blessing that Lao Xu and the others were not around for this kind of thing, otherwise the short man might have had to hit the muzzle.
Unfortunately, things went against their wishes. Lao Xu and other team members were too far away from existence, and they were unable to feed back home what they knew now.
As for Lao Zhao and Lao Lin, although they are still wary of short men, they obviously cannot understand them as thoroughly as the team does.
"Skinhead?" Old Zhao indifferently recited the name given by the short man, and then subconsciously glanced at the other man's bald head without any hair.
At this moment, the short man's bald head looked so dazzling under the candlelight. After looking at the fat man, Zhao said with a smile: "The name of your team is very appropriate."
After hearing this, the short man just smiled faintly: "Compared to the name, I would rather say that the strength of our team is more memorable."
He really brags about his team in every word.
Let's not say whether the skinheads are as powerful as the short man said, but based on his efforts to promote his team's strength, this short man probably has a high status within the skinheads.
"It's a pity that you still can't prove your strength to us, right?" The short man was so confident, and Lao Zhao was equally persistent in defeating the opponent.
Well, he followed up with another sentence: "You must have seen the situation here when you came. Since we are talking about this, I might as well give you the bottom line, regardless of whether the content on this piece of paper is true or false. No matter what, we are definitely not soft persimmons that can be easily pinched by others! We will not provoke anyone, but if anyone comes to our land to cause trouble, I'm sorry, but we will not let them mess around. "
"Well, I believe, I believe you all have the guts to take over a large stronghold with dozens of people overnight. Just this ability alone... Looking at the entire apocalypse, you are considered to be the leader. But the leader is It's the same thing. The strength of your opponent is also something you should consider, right? I've just made it very clear. With your current strength, you're still not ready to fight against the Doomsday Salvation and Revival Society."
Obviously, judging from the short man's face and tone, what he wanted to express was obviously a little more serious than the heat.
However, Lao Zhao shook his head indifferently: "Really? Almost too hot? If this is the case, then I have to tell you frankly. If even we can't fight against the Doomsday Salvation and Revival Association, you? Don't talk about me. I don’t think you are qualified to fight them.”
The implication is that our Victors Alliance team is stronger than your group of so-called skinheads.
At least there won't be negotiations on paper and empty words.
"Oh, you've been talking to me for a long time and it's all in vain? Do you really want to experience the power of the Doomsday Salvation and Revival Society?" The short man sighed helplessly.
Lao Zhao still maintains his original attitude: "To correct you, we don't want to teach anyone how powerful they are, and we don't want to be enemies with anyone, but if the other party has to find trouble on their own, we will definitely accompany them."
"Do you know the consequences of this?" The short man did not give up.
Old Zhao laughed loudly: "Consequences? If we only think about the consequences in this apocalyptic world, then what's the point of living for most of us?"
"Now that you say that, are you not going to accept the protection of our skinheads?" He probably also saw that talking more is useless, so the short man no longer meandered like before, but started to ask questions.
Without any haste to answer, Lao Zhao stared at the short man and pondered for a while.
Whether to accept the protection of skinheads is a question that needs to be considered.
Accept, frankly speaking, Lao Zhao refused in his heart. He always felt that leaving his survival plan in the hands of others was always a weak and ridiculous expression.
What's more, in this apocalyptic world, who would be so kind as to protect you?
It is almost certain that since the skinheads made this proposal, they will definitely demand corresponding revenge.
In the past, the team did not rely on anyone in such difficult circumstances, but relied on the brothers to help each other and support each other until now.
Nowadays, we have homes, guns and ammunition, abundant supplies, and complete personnel, but we need to rely on the protection of outsiders to survive? Wouldn't it be a slap in the face if Lao Xu and the others were told about this kind of thing?
But if he just refused...it seemed a bit abrupt. After all, based on what the bald man had said so far, to be honest, Old Zhao was still a little worried about the strength of the Doomsday Salvation and Revival Society.
He couldn't tell whether the others were true or false, but there was one thing he had experienced 100%. The attack by the prison gangsters almost wiped out their entire existence.
Didn't Shen Lian die in that battle by detonating a grenade to cover the evacuation of everyone?
This is not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case. If what the short man just said is true, if the clearance order in his hand is really issued by the Doomsday National Salvation and Revival Association.
That would really be a big trouble for their village.
Don’t forget, the Victors Alliance team does not have all the people left in the village now, and most of the main players have been transferred from abroad. If there is a real fight, there is no doubt that the Victors Alliance team will suffer.
Lao Zhao is not afraid of being tough with the opponent, but if he still fights even though he knows he can't beat him, that's not bravery, that's recklessness.
It would be a good idea to form an alliance with the short man or seek his help and protection.
At least it is much better than facing the crisis directly and doing nothing.
A real man can bend and stretch.
After thinking about this, Lao Zhao asked back: "Haha, you keep saying you can help us, can you tell us specifically what you can help us?"
"Simple, as long as you cooperate with us, I can guarantee that the contents on this paper will be invalid."
He stared at the short man and glanced back and forth for a few times. The other party answered in such a loud tone that it was really hard for Lao Zhao to believe: "Really? If you are so powerful, why would the Doomsday Salvation and Revival Association listen to your advice and invalidate the content here?" m .
