Entering this gloomy pine forest, the last bit of summer heat disappeared.
Ning An crossed his arms and looked at Han Miao who was sweeping the grave in the distance, feeling a little uncomfortable.
To be honest, the two of them just met by chance, and Ning An just stood up for the girl out of curiosity. In fact, even if he didn't take action, the soldiers in the car would not let that bastard act recklessly.
It's really nothing like a favor.
Unexpectedly, the girl was so enthusiastic that she pulled Ning An and said she wanted to express her gratitude.
Seeing Ning An's depressed look just after leaving the weapons sales place, he immediately made a guess.
"Brother Ning, are you looking for a suitable weapon? I have one at home!"
"Come to my house and you can take your pick!"
"Buy? I'm not short of money. Brother Ning, I'll give it to you!"
"But I have to go visit the grave first. Brother Ning, are you in a hurry?"
Thinking back on it, Ning An still felt a little awkward.
As for why, I can't say.
At this time, Han Miao stood in front of the lonely tombstone.
for a long time.
She took out her handkerchief, moistened it with water, and carefully wiped the dusty tombstone.
That's her mother's grave.
The girl sat in front of the tombstone, holding her cheek, as if she suddenly remembered something, and then took out various delicacies from the basket. After a while, the fragrance filled the woods.
She sat on the floor and talked about her recent life, the strange things in the safe zone, and how her younger brother was not honest when sleeping at night and always cried for his mother.
Han Miao rubbed her cheeks and couldn't stop tears from pouring out as she spoke.
Unconsciously, the cool breeze penetrated the hot dishes.
Han Miao wiped away her tears, silently put away the plate, kowtowed three more times, turned around and got in the car.
"It made Brother Ning laugh."
Although she wiped away the tears, Han Miao still found that her eye circles were red and swollen through the reflector, and she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Ning An shook his head.
"Human nature."
Also using the reflector, Ning An caught a glimpse of the suit driver's eyes, and finally understood why he felt a little uncomfortable.
What a complicated look that is.
Envy, jealousy, helplessness, obscurity, admiration.
I remembered Han Miao's words again.
"I'll give it to you!...I'm not short of money."
Well, it turns out that I am about to eat soft rice.
Although Ning'an doesn't have any masculinity, he doesn't get reward for his efforts. The sword he likes will definitely not be ordinary, and the little affection is not worth the price.
Money must be paid, and with more than 5,000 yuan and 23 puppet crystals in hand, I believe I can buy a good weapon.
It’s a long road, and listening to the navigation prompts, it’s obvious that we’re still a long way from our destination.
Ning An responded to everything and never took the initiative to speak; Han Miao had just finished sweeping the tomb and was not very interested in chatting.
Seeing that it was about to end, the driver played some soothing music at the right time.
Ning An's mind was no longer in the car.
Through the car window, the street scene kept receding. After no one took care of it, the road was naturally overgrown with weeds. The weeds reached the waist. When the wind blew, I could see a few full roses. When it blew again, the weeds were everywhere. The grass lowered its head, revealing a few more enchanting roses. The flowers competed with each other, revealing the disorderly and absurd beauty.
Ning An knew that this was the result of the nourishment of puppet energy.
It seems that the safe zone is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface.
The vegetation in the safety zone is so lush, so what does Yuancheng, known as the "City of Green Plants", look like?
I'm afraid the grass spirit charm has been born.
When the vehicle drove into the living area, Ning An came to his senses for a moment and then caught a glimpse of the girl sitting in the passenger seat in the rearview mirror.
Han Miao was obviously startled and quickly looked away. Feeling uneasy, she simply turned around and stared at Ning An.
The girl is seen wearing a green shirt, which highlights her slightly thin figure. She has a handsome face and distant eyebrows. Her high bun adds a bit of heroism, and her hanging temples and red eye circles add a bit of heroism. tenderness.
Ning An was startled, a little confused by the glare.
Han Miao stared at Ning An and said word by word, "Brother Ning, would you like to add me as a friend?"
"good."
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The Maybach stopped steadily in front of a building in the city center.
Ning An got out of the car, and the four big characters "Guangyou Group" hung in his eyes.
Guangyou Group?
Oh yes, I almost forgot, Han Miao's father is Han Qingtian, the leader of the Guangyou Group.
Han Miao secretly glanced at Ning An, walked to his side, and asked quietly, "Brother Ning, let's go?"
Ning An was a little funny.
"Please ask Miss Han to lead the way."
Han Miao looked embarrassed, laughed twice, passed Ning An a few steps, and walked towards the building first.
Who in the entire Guangyou Group doesn’t know the boss’s daughter? When the front desk manager saw Han Miao's figure from a distance, he immediately asked the security staff to cheer up, straightened his appearance, put on a standard smile in the mirror, and greeted him warmly.
"Miss Han is here! Why didn't you tell me in advance?"
"Bring a friend to pick out a handy weapon."
Han Miao looked stiff, glanced at Ning An secretly, and waved her hand to the manager, "I'll just take a look for myself, so I won't bother you."
The front desk manager's eyesight was so sharp that he immediately noticed that something was wrong with Han Miao. She was overly nervous and looked at Ning An covertly.
A sentence came to mind involuntarily.
Standing like a orchid and jade tree, the bright moon shines into your arms.
Just standing there, he looked like a handsome and distinguished young master, with a humble and reserved temperament. His appearance surpassed that of Song Yu, and his appearance surpassed that of Pan An. Even though he had seen countless people, he had never seen anyone like the young master in front of him.
I see!
The manager secretly gave Han Miao a thumbs up, made a fist with his right hand, and lightly beat his chest.
I'll take care of things, don't worry, miss!
"Oh, oh, that's it! Our Guangyou Group swept through almost all the weapons in the safe area a few days ago and put them all in the storage warehouse on the east side of the fifth floor. But they are just ordinary iron. Miss, please bring your friends to pick them out. You definitely can’t use something of that quality.”
The manager raised his eyebrows and nodded humbly towards Ning An.
All the weapons, just wipe out all the weapons in the safe area~ Isn’t it very impressive?
However, as a friend of our lady, she must be of the highest quality!
"But good weapons are actually divided into three, six or nine grades. Our group has a dedicated team to identify the weapons. The best of the best are singled out and locked together in a safe in the basement, exclusively for supply within the group. It is used by the expedition team. But since I am your friend, miss, I naturally have to choose from there."
The manager leaned forward and said "Wait a moment" and retreated into a small room. After a while, he handed Han Miao a hard card.
"This is the access card to the safe house. Miss, you can bring your friend in."
Avoiding Ning An's eyes, he quietly nodded to Han Miao.
Don’t worry, I just asked my boss for permission, and he agreed!
Han Miao was a little confused, and a card was forced into her. She thanked her casually, and was led by the manager to the door of the insurance house.
"I think there are members of the group's exploration team inside, and they may have a bit of a temper. They have killed too many zombies, so it's still like this. Miss, it's best to stay away from them, so as not to collide with them. And Mr. Jin also came to pick out a weapon today. At this time It’s right inside, since Miss wants to go in, it’s better to take the initiative to say hello.”
Mr. Jin, I guess it’s General Jin.
Han Miao nodded towards him, her face a little solemn.
General Jin is a famous general. His ancestors have been in the army for generations. He is known for his integrity and bravery and enjoys a high reputation among the people. Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to come to the Guangyou Group. This is undoubtedly a good thing for the Guangyou Group.
Swipe the card and the smart door opens automatically.
Ning An stepped over the threshold and felt the cold air hit her face. She immediately felt refreshed and her eyes became sharper.
The front desk manager sounded grandiose, but he was definitely not bragging.
Although the door is small, it is like another world when it is opened. The house occupies an area of more than 500 square meters, with nine rows and nine columns dividing the aisles. Between the aisles is a long table for placing weapons, which are safely horizontally placed in the glass cover, each with its own support. Many of them had a fierce aura, and when they pulled out their swords from their scabbards, cold light burst out, and they really didn't look like ordinary objects.
Another area was set aside on the west side, which was used as a place to test troops. There were several dummies standing in the area. From the cuts on their bodies, it was easy to guess their purpose.
Han Miaoningan stepped into the house side by side, but attracted the attention of most people present.
Just one glance and all interest is lost.
Two boys who are as skinny as chickens, it’s hard to argue with whether they can take up arms.
Ning An's eyes sparkled, and he walked to a prescription table, opened the cover, and picked up the long knife.
The long knife is four fingers wide and five feet long. It has a sheath made of mahogany and a handle wrapped in black cloth. Under the illumination of white light, it becomes even sharper.
Ning An's interest increased greatly, and he hurried to the west knife testing ground with his sword in hand and lined up.
I saw a group of people at the front, wielding swords in a decent manner, with gorgeous postures and graceful movements. First, they raised their swords and brought their knees back to slash horizontally, and then they turned their waists and waved their arms to raise their swords. The sword's intention and tenderness coexisted. She dances with various postures and perfects her skills, and every time she makes a move, she draws cheers.
In order to welcome the arrival of General Jin, Han Qingtian took great pains to invite several sword dance athletes who had a professional background and participated in world-class sports games to perform here.
I think the one with gray hair and a golden sword sitting on the chair is General Jin.
Ning'an waited left and right, but those people danced more and more vigorously, and the cheers became louder and louder.
I can't stop thinking about it for a while.
How could Ning'an be willing to wait for them to finish their performance before trying the sword? Looking around, there was no good place to use it except here.
After much hesitation, he came to Han Miao.
"Miss Han, can I go outside and try the knife?"
At this time, Han Miaozhen and General Jin were chatting, and Ning An finally squeezed in front of everyone.
Even though Ning An had deliberately lowered his voice, many people still listened.
It's not a good feeling to fall into the eyes of caring people.
Why, they are performing here, and you are the only one who is anxious to test the knife, and you have to show off your skills?
Forgive Ning An because he really didn't mean it. He just wanted to buy something that would be easy to use as soon as possible, but he was also afraid of breaking the rules of the place by going out privately, so he asked the owner for his opinion.
Han Miao smiled and was about to nod when General Jin clapped his hands and stopped the sword dance in full swing.
In fact, General Jin had long been tired of seeing him. He had walked on the battlefield several times with live ammunition. He was so old and rough, so he couldn't admire these fancy tricks. At this time, when this kid said this, it was exactly what he wanted, and he spoke immediately.
"You guys have worked hard. You must be tired after performing for so long. Why don't you drink some water and take a rest."
Not a single word was mentioned about Ning'an, but all eyes were focused on Ning'an.
Including the actors, everyone looked at the stunned Ning An.
They all looked at each other gratefully.
Damn it, it’s a bullshit show. If Guang You hadn’t paid for it, who would be willing to waste time here?
Damn, this is a bullshit show. If General Jin hadn't been here, he would have thrown these jumping chickens out long ago.
Damn it, you're acting like shit, and being stared at by these beasts with real swords and guns, who would want to be embarrassed here with all their efforts?
As a result, their impression of Ning An increased greatly, and they politely expressed their willingness to give Ning An the first chance to test the knife.
Although Ning An was confused, he was happy to join the team.
