413: C413 Xuxian Man

C413 Xuxian Man

"Hehe!" "Don't worry, Bro Xiong, we definitely won't forget the boss's kindness. If it wasn't for boss, how could we sit here and eat these delicious dishes?"

The lackey said as he patted his emaciated chest, and started coughing.

"Hmph, look at your weak look!" Bro Xiong snorted with dissatisfaction. He picked up a bag of pig's feet and stuffed it into his mouth.

The food here was all gathered by Jin Tiande outside, the quantity was so much that even the few warehouses that were filled with dissatisfaction, the ones that he usually sent to the survivors outside were basically some salt, or food that was about to expire. As for the really good things, they were all hidden away by Jin Tiande, and only the people that were responsible for guarding the warehouse could eat them.

"Cough cough!"

Suddenly, a deep male cough sounded, causing the few people on the tower to instantly cough.

"Not good, boss is here!"

Bro Xiong growled. It was as if a mouse had seen a cat. That sense of superiority was gone.

"Quick!" "Quick, clean it up." Bro Xiong quickly instructed.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The few of them busied themselves and finally cleaned up the tower before the man came up. Other than the smell of alcohol in the air and the fragrance of the chicken feet, there were no other traces.

"Cough cough!"

With a loud cough, that man finally climbed up the stairs outside the bunker.

"B-Boss, y-why are you here?"

Bro Xiong's face immediately broke into a smile. Even though he was unhappy, he still had to pretend to be happy. This way, it would be very consistent with his gathering for the word 'boss'.

"Cough cough!" "Why can't I come?"

Every time that man spoke a few words, he would cough, as if he were a patient that was at the brink of death.

However, Bro Xiong did not think that way. The man in front of him had only been in the warehouse for two weeks, yet he directly moved from the lowest level soldier to the position of the manager of the 100 people.

There were only a little more than a thousand people in the warehouse, and Bro Xiong only managed ten people.

"No, that's not what I meant."

The smile on Bro Xiong's face became even more brilliant. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and passed it to the man who kept coughing.

"I quit." The man pushed away the cigarette that Bro Xiong handed him.

"Sigh!" Boss, how did you do that? "

Bro Xiong revealed a puzzled expression. When he pushed away the cigarette that he handed over, his wrist, which was full of scars, was seen clearly by Bro Xiong.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." The man let out a cold snort. He subconsciously pulled on his sleeve to block the scar on his wrist.

"Oh, okay. Don't ask me what you shouldn't ask." Bro Xiong was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know why he got angry, it was still a good idea to be careful.

"Oh right, what did the boss send someone out for tonight?" The man asked casually.

"I heard they said they were going to kill someone?" Bro Xiong thought for a moment and immediately replied.

"Killed people? Kill who? "

The man was intrigued. He casually picked up a beer can and sat on it.

"I think it's the captain who killed a team of survivors from Jinling. As for his name, I don't know."

"A team of survivors from Jinling?"

The man muttered. His eyes were filled with confusion.

"Yes, I heard that this group of people are not weak. There are several Explosion-proof Vehicle s and they almost killed their boss outside the city!"

Bro Xiong said with a face full of anger. It was unknown if it was for show or from the bottom of his heart.

A few Explosion-proof Vehicle s!

The speaker was careless, the listener intentionally. When the man heard about the Explosion-proof Vehicle, a light immediately flashed across his eyes.

Explosion-proof Vehicle? This was not something that an ordinary team of survivors could get their hands on.

"Did they come over?"

The man mumbled to himself as he subconsciously looked outside the tower?

From Jinling to here, he had to pass the Xuzhou, and this man was the one who rushed to the gathering place from the Xuzhou!

"Who, who's here?" Bro Xiong didn't hear it clearly and asked nervously.

"Nothing, just stand guard here seriously." The man waved his hand, but didn't answer Bro Xiong's question. He turned around and climbed down the ladder outside the bunker.

"Hmph, so mysterious."

Bro Xiong finally regained his boss's composure after the man had left.

Tonight was bound to be a sleepless night. Whether it was the attacked team, Cai Mingguo and the others who heard the gunshots, or the frustrated Jin Ming.

"Hm!"

"Ah!" Pain, pain!

The woman's coquettish voice echoed around the small warehouse. Although it was called a warehouse, the arrangements inside were extremely luxurious. Not only was the warehouse covered with a carpet made of animal fur, a few leather sofas were placed randomly.

One man and four women, the man was Jin Ming, he was both ugly and skinny, but those four women could not be considered good-looking at all, they could only be described as ordinary people. Perhaps before the apocalypse, they could still be considered as beautiful after putting on makeup or powdered makeup, but after the apocalypse, they no longer had those useless things, they could only be described as beautiful women.

"Damn it!" Slut! Slut!

Jin Ming quickly moved his waist as he cursed. At the same time, he pinched the chest of the woman below him.

"Ah, young master, please be more gentle. It would be bad if the boss could tell!"

The woman on the side hurriedly stepped forward to stop Jin Ming's rude actions.

"F * ck, can't I even compare to that old fogey!"

Anger appeared on Jin Ming's face, and he slapped the woman who came up to stop him.

Pow!

"Slut!"

"Speak, what the f * * k did you say? Is it my big or that old thing's big!"

"F * ck, these good women have all been ruined by this little bastard!"

Outside the warehouse, two cowering figures were leaning against the door and looking in through the crack.2

"How many times has it been?"

one of the men suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Seven times, half an hour, seven times. That brat is really not as good as his father. Every time his father comes, he will make those girls die."

"Heh heh, if we brothers were to go, I'm afraid …"

As the two men spoke, they glanced at each other and let out lecherous laughs.

"Cough cough!"

Suddenly, a light cough sounded and a figure slowly walked out from the darkness of the warehouse.

"Alright, the two of you peep from here!" The man let out an angry shout, almost scaring the souls out of the two of them.

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