After walking out of the hotel, Liu Lang ran to the street without a big thorn, found a chair, and sat down next to a store like an old man in his seventies and eighties, basking in the sun by the way.

Qin Tiezhu also took a bag of walnuts in his hand, the thing was given by Luo Zhou yesterday, and the large team held the whole bag of walnuts in his hand, and his hands rubbed slightly, and there was a sound of the shell breaking in the bag.

Liu Lang took the bag again, the hard shells of the walnuts were broken, he picked up the peach pits inside, and threw them into his mouth to eat as snacks.

Gao Shan next to him was dumbfounded, and his eyes stared at Qin Tiezhu motionlessly. Although this person is tall and big, but this strength is too great, just "touch", and the walnut shell will break. This is to touch people, not to cripple people?

"Some?"

Liu Lang handed him the bag.

Gao Shan waved his hand: "No, you eat, you eat." ”

Liu Lang was also not polite, he lost another piece of fruit core, and saw that Luo Zhou's people had already approached. Next to Luo Zhou, a man was particularly conspicuous. Not particularly tall, with a moderate build, wearing a dark power suit, and sharp eyes.

This should be what Song Ling is. Liu Lang thought.

Sure enough, Luo Zhou's voice came: "Mr. Song Ling, why do you have time to come to our side." ”

Song Ling's voice was low, but very penetrating, and full of energy: "The alliance leader asked us to come." ”

Very short answer.

In the piece of cherishing words like gold, I have to fight with Chen Bing.

Next to Song Ling, a middle-aged man smiled like a weasel and said, "Boss Luo, you are lucky." The alliance leader asked Mr. Song to come over for a little preparation, and it won't be long before you will have to change drastically. ”

This middle-aged man combed his back and looked taller than Song Ling, but he deliberately bent down slightly, and his flattering appearance reminded Liu Lang of Jin Lixin.

Luo Zhou was surprised and said, "Master Zhou, what a big change. ”

"His name is Zhou Jin, and he used to be a jewelry store manager. Now give Song Ling a hand and be responsible for organizing and planning some activities. ”

Gao Shan whispered to Liu Lang.

Liu Lang nodded, and saw that Zhou Jin laughed in a duck-like voice: "The alliance leader, his old man, wants to clean up the living corpses in this area and open up the passage from the playground to your Anshun Street." This will succeed, and in the future, there will be no more threats in your vicinity, not to mention, and you will still be able to go up to our door. ”

Liu Lang threw another piece of fruit core into his mouth, and sneered in his heart. Their alliance leader must have other plans, who will do thankless things these days.

A little surprise flashed in Luo Zhou's eyes, but a smile appeared on his face: "Really? That's great, with the alliance leader and Mr. Song Ling to preside over the overall situation, we will definitely welcome it on Anshun Street. ”

Song Ling stopped and looked at Luo Zhou deeply.

Luo Zhou couldn't match his sharp eyes, took a step back, and sneered: "Did I say something wrong, Mr. Song?" ”

Song Ling shook his head and gestured to Zhou Jin, who said, "Boss Luo, you are welcome, Mr. Song is still afraid of disturbing you and making you unhappy." ”

Luo Zhou hurriedly said: "How can it be, we are happy, we must be happy." ”

Zhou Jin said with a smile: "That's good, Boss Luo, you also know that there are survivors on Anshun Street in this area." So, the alliance leader intends to borrow this place of yours as a temporary base. ”

Luo Zhou's eyes were slightly heavy, but he still nodded: "No problem, no problem." ”

Zhou Jin patted him on the shoulder: "Boss Luo really understands the righteousness, Boss Luo, you see that if this thing is done, it will be of great benefit to you Anshun Street." Now that the alliance leader is contributing to his efforts, then let's Anshun Street, hey... Doesn't it have to be indicated? ”

Luo Zhou said with a smile: "Master Zhou, you just said it clearly, how do you want us to cooperate?" ”

Zhou Jin laughed: "Don't worry, I won't let you out." There are not many of you anymore, don't you, the alliance leader still knows this. It's just that the brothers have to work and work hard, and they have to be fed and drunk. Therefore, the alliance leader hopes that you Anshun Street can come up with some materials, and everyone can contribute and make a strong contribution to get things done. ”

Luo Zhou nodded immediately: "It should be, it should be." ”

He glanced at Chen Bing: "Old Chen, go and move the things out of our warehouse." Mr. Song came from afar, we can do the friendship of the landlord and let the big guy eat and drink well. ”

Zhou Jin gave a thumbs up: "Boss Luo said it well, after the living corpses in this neighborhood are cleaned up, you people on Anshun Street will enjoy Fuluo." ”

"Thanks to the Lord of the Alliance." Luo Zhou laughed with him, but his smile was a little reluctant.

Soon, Chen Bing took Qi Fei and a few guys and pulled two flatbed trucks out. One had a few bags of rice, some bread. The other is flour and cooking oil.

Luo Zhou smiled on his face: "Mr. Song, this is a little bit of our heart on Anshun Street, you can take it to reward the brothers." ”

Song Ling glanced at the two flatbed trucks and did not speak.

Zhou Jin lowered his face: "Boss Luo, what should I do!" That's it? What about asking for food? You have to know that the alliance leader and Mr. Song, as well as a large number of his brothers, have to shed blood and fight hard. It's too insincere for you to come up with such a thing, isn't it? ”

Luo Zhou looked embarrassed: "Mr. Song, Master Zhou." It's not that we're not sincere, it's really our warehouse, and that's it. Just yesterday, we lost a few of our brothers, but we didn't find any supplies. You two, I really can't help it. ”

"You're lying!"

A crisp voice rang out.

Liu Lang crossed Erlang's legs and looked at a petite figure as if watching a play, He Ming walked out and said loudly: "You still have fifty bags of rice in your warehouse, 100 catties of grain and oil, and a few flour and bread. ”

Luo Zhou's eyes widened: "He Ming, you, what nonsense are you talking about!" ”

Zhou Jin laughed: "It's you who is talking nonsense, Boss Luo, this is our sister-in-law of Mr. Song." She's already figured out your situation, so don't hide it. Hurry up, take 30 bags of rice and 70 catties of grain and oil. Other flour bread or something, we won't leave you alone. ”

Chen Bing took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "There are hundreds of people on our Anshun Street, and we only keep twenty bags of rice, which is enough to eat for a few days?" ”

Zhou Jin pointed at him and said gloomily: "It's a pity, I can only leave ten bags for you now." ”

Luo Zhou finally put away his smile and glared at Song Ling: "Mr. Song, this is not appropriate!" It's going to drive us to death! ”

Song Ling said slowly: "Drive out the old, young, sick and disabled, ten bags of rice, enough for you to eat for a while." ”

"Song Ling, you're still not human!"

Yesterday's Dr. Zhang Hui rushed out: "Why did you drive everyone away!" ”

Song Ling glanced at her lightly: "What's the use of waste leaving waste and wasting resources?" ”

Zhang Hui-for-tat: "You say this because you are still very healthy." If one day, you are injured or even disabled, are you willing to be abandoned? ”

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