And the location of this work is not the uninhabited suburbs or the wild land in the past, but the edge of the business district.

Don't look at the Nightingale Nightclub and Lightyear KTV at the edge of the business district, with the continuous expansion of the business district, the flow of people on the street where the Nightingale is located can also rank in the top ten in the Haihe District in the north of the city.

Such a crowded place is obviously not suitable for the group of "killing machines" that seem to have no human emotions in the dog farm.

Dog farms are a double-edged sword, they are easy to use and can complete tasks without compromise, but again, their existence is an inherently unstable factor.

Because as long as they do it, they will not hold back.

The process of work was too bloody, and in the war years they were indeed a sharp knife capable of piercing the heart of the enemy.

But in peacetime, even in the current seventh safe city-state, it is a thunder!

After all, their training methods and combat deployments are equivalent to the top warriors cultivated by independent kingdoms, and what ruler would allow such an existence within their jurisdiction?

If Luo Zhiqi hadn't returned to the towering tree in the city, he wouldn't dare to use the dog farm even if he had been nesting in his hands. If it is used, the greatest possibility is that the jade will be burned.

For him, the dog farm is more often used as a deterrent, or the last guarantee for his life.

Even if the "gun ban" is temporarily lifted now, and the big tree is next to it, Luo Zhiqi does not dare to use it too much.

In the downtown area, it was completely the old birthday star who hanged himself and thought that his life was too long. After causing panic among the people, he caused irreparable damage to the environment painstakingly created by the rulers, and he could not smooth it out through financial relations at all.

Since his own person is not suitable, then Xiao Cao should contact the people who work outside.

After the arrival of the end of the world, the materials became scarce, in order to live better, more young people stepped into this line by chance, such as the carp crossing the river in endlessly.

For this kind of actual combat work, emerging forces like Lightyear prefer to do it themselves, because they can also make a name for themselves while working.

Mixed rivers and lakes, in addition to running on the road is a human sophistication, mixed is a face, many things because you have a face, you can do it with half the effort, or even come naturally.

But when it comes to Tengtai, at the level of Luo Zhiqi, he is more willing to "outsource" it, saving time and effort and not staining himself with a little dirty water.

And Xiao Cao contacted a new force that has recently risen rapidly in the north of the city, the leader is called Lin Fang, and the people in the rivers and lakes give him the nickname "Brother Fang".

"Brother Fang" is only twenty-four or five years old, and they all say that they are hairless and unreliable, but their group of people are really hard at work, willing to endure hardships and dare to start.

Those who ran on the road said that they were a copy of the "Ye Ji" and would get ahead in the second year after the disaster of the end times.

When Zeng Rui saw Lin Fang, he was already at the entrance of a street in the business district.

There are seven or eight cars in Lin Fang's place, old Santana, broken bread, and all kinds of everything, all of which have a common feature of leather durability.

Lin Fang, who was standing at the front of the team, was wearing a short suit with a spotless white shirt inside. The first impression is very good, and at first glance it belongs to the kind of person who can do practical things.

Seeing Luo Zhiqi, Zeng Rui and others getting out of the car, Lin Fang took the initiative to greet him and greeted politely: "Mr. Luo, Brother Ye." ”

Seeing Xiaohu sitting next to Zeng Rui with a lonely expression, he quickly answered: "Brother Xiaohu." ”

Zeng Rui and Luo Zhiqi nodded lightly, even if they answered. In the past, Xiaohu, who was very enthusiastic about these people who ran on the road as long as they were not mortal enemies, had a blank expression today, perhaps because he remembered his brother's affairs, and he didn't pay attention to Lin Fang at all.

Lin Fang's expression was stunned, and his eyes showed a little unhappiness, but he quickly relented, after all, he was just a part-time worker now. People know themselves, and they can have a clear attitude in order to live a better life.

"What is today's work, Xiao Cao has made it clear to you, right?" Luo Zhiqi asked casually.

Lin Fang nodded in response: "Brother Cao has made it clear. ”

"Are there enough people?"

"Mr. Luo, don't worry, the people I called today are my own brothers, and I will definitely work 100% hard for you." Lin Fang replied with a grin.

Behind Lin Fang, there are a lot of younger brothers, many of whom have tattooed dragons and tigers, and they are muscular, and they are shrewd and capable at first glance. They gathered together in groups of three or five to chat quietly, looking up at the expressions of the big brothers from time to time, for fear that their words and deeds would cause the slightest displeasure to the big brothers here.

"Okay, let's get to work!" Luo Zhiqi threw down such a sentence, sat back in the Phaeton car, and after assembling a total of eleven cars, he headed towards the door of the nightingale.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining.

Young men and women in suits and uniforms in the business district walked up and down the streets with briefcases in their hands.

The pace of life in the north of the city is generally not fast, except for the business district.

In order to be able to gain a foothold here, people who are begging for a living and seeking success have to put in 200 percent of their efforts to do all this well.

At the gate of the Nightingale nightclub, two waiters in white shirts and black vests and bow ties stood lazily at the door.

Although Nightingale also has to take a bath and other services upstairs, it is mainly open at night, and now at this point, the waiter who was busy all night last night obviously can't lift his spirits.

"Squeak——!

A sharp brake sound sounded at the nightingale's door, and the old Santana wheels dragged two narrow black tire marks on the asphalt road, which frightened the waiter, who was still a little dozing, and hurriedly retreated.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The seven cars opened the car doors almost at the same time, and Lin Fang, who had a knife in his hand and a bandage in his hand, took the lead and strode up the steps of the nightingale.

"Boss, ...... you guys" The waiter standing on the left side had a look of fear on his face, but he still gritted his teeth and asked Lin Fang.

Lin Fang yelled at the waiter: "Get out!" It's none of your business, don't put your head on the knife! ”

"Poof!"

The waiter sat on the ground with his hands propped on the ground, looking at the blade in Lin Fang's hand, frightened.

Another waiter is obviously more likely to come to trouble, he has been working at night for a long time, and when he saw that the opposite side was here to stir up trouble, he immediately turned around and ran backwards with his feet spread out, and shouted: "Brother Han! Brother Han! Someone's making trouble! ”

"You call you MB! Non-stepping horses to find chop! ”

Seeing that he couldn't speak, Lin Fang chased forward and stabbed the waiter in the back, only to hear a "poof", the waiter fell to the ground with a bang, and the blood quickly stained the stall that welcomed the guests at the door.

"Bang knock!"

In a noodle restaurant next to Nightingale, an unkempt young man had just finished a bowl of beef noodles in a bowl of four taels of sea, and was holding a glass bottle of soy milk in his hand.

Seeing the waiter fall to the ground, he was also startled, the soy milk in his hand fell to the ground, and the glass bottle turned into glass slag.

"! This horse is obviously deceitful! ”

The young man didn't bother to wipe the soy milk off his mouth, so he quickly ran to a 24-hour convenience store next to him, picked up a fruit knife in his arms, threw a hundred denominations of federal currency to the cash register, and ran out.

The boss who was sitting on the cash register watching the drama was stunned, and he had the heart to shout This emotional guy, after all, the posture of people running out with knives didn't mean to go home to cut fruit.

But on second thought, even if you kill someone, you don't blame me for selling fruit knives, right? In that case, why bother yourself, after figuring it out, he continued to stare at his phone screen, shaking his head......