Half of the inspection passages at the entrance to the Iwaki base have been removed, and only three passages remain.

The crowd queuing in front of the passage was not as neatly dressed as a few days ago, and most of them looked tired and vegetable.

Although they were very tired, they felt much more relieved when they looked at the dark city wall in front of them, which had been built to a height of 100 meters.

What they didn't know was that life inside the walls wasn't as rosy as they thought it would be.

Although there is no need to struggle on the line of life and death, for most people, there is no longer a leisurely life in the past, and daily necessities require a lot of labor to be exchanged, although cash and deposits can be exchanged for credits, but the exchange rate is very low.

Moreover, the richer the person, the more the wealth will shrink.

There is a huge shortage of supplies in the base, so supply and demand have to be maintained in this way.

Not far away, at the gate of the West Gate, the hurried evolutionaries seemed to have received some news at the same time, and they all stopped in unison and turned to look in the direction of the main entrance of the base.

The crowd in line in front of the main entrance was a little inexplicable, and then they felt a subtle vibration under their feet, and they looked behind them, and a motorcade that seemed to be driving out in the golden sunlight instantly occupied their entire field of vision.

"This is the team on the net." I don't know who whispered.

The masses who have experienced a few days of exile and fugitive life did not express any more surprise, they no longer had much enthusiasm to pursue heroes, but there was a little more hope in their confused eyes after all.

The convoy stopped beside the queue, the back doors of the four heavy military trucks opened almost simultaneously, and the survivors with luggage stepped out of the first three military trucks one by one, and a group of tall beast dogs roared out of the fourth military truck.

Xiao Wang walked to the center of the dog pack and stroked them over and over again, suddenly, he raised his arm and gestured a few times and pointed his finger at the survivors not far away, and several strange beast dogs in the dog pack let out a dull low roar and walked towards the crowd.

There, there are their former owners.

Of the rest of the pack, the Golden Retriever also came out. It's just that it didn't walk towards the crowd or Xiao Wang, but walked towards the jeep in front of the convoy.

As soon as it left, the dogs looked at the Golden Retriever, and then at Xiao Wang, who exuded a friendly atmosphere, and finally walked forward behind the Golden Retriever's buttocks.

After all, the Golden Retriever has been their boss for a week, and they have fought and eaten demons together, and their feelings are much deeper than that of this human who has been together for several hours.

In the back seat of the first jeep, Gu Feng looked at the golden retriever walking over the window with some surprise, but he quickly figured it out.

Although Xiao Wang is a beast trainer, and his domestication ability for dogs and beasts is very strong, but his strength is only third-order after all, and if he wants to tame this fifth-order golden retriever, he is obviously a little reluctant.

The door of the back seat opened, and a strong hand reached out and put it on the golden retriever's head, and he pointed to the dogs behind it, trying to convey a message of refusal, but the golden retriever seemed to understand it immediately.

It turned its head and let out a threatening low roar towards the dogs, and the message of expulsion was clearly conveyed in the constantly suppressed roar, and the dogs were a little confused, not knowing what was wrong with the boss, who was having a good time just now.

As the roar of the golden retriever became more shrill, the atmosphere gradually became solemn, and the dogs finally understood what the golden retriever meant, and ran back to Xiao Wang in a whimper. Their owners are either missing or dead, and Xiao Wang, who exudes a kind and warm atmosphere, has become their only choice.

The golden retriever turned his head, and the reluctance in his eyes flickered for a moment and then disappeared immediately, replaced by a flattering look that bordered on flattery. It's hard to imagine such a complex change of gaze in a dog's eyes unless you see it with your own eyes.

The woman leaning on Gu Feng's arms looked at the golden retriever who flicked her tail in amazement, trying to overlap the cute goods in front of her with the fierce beast that had bitten a demon to death before, but she couldn't do anything.

Looking at the golden retriever whose hair was shining more and more in the sun, she finally stretched out her hand and touched the golden retriever's body......

The rescued survivors thanked the combat members of the convoy and went to line up.

The convoy set off and headed for the west gate of the base.

Looking at the people on both sides of the road, Gu Feng's heart was somewhat touched.

This team has already had a certain kind of inspiration under the deliberate propaganda of the official, and the mercenary team, which can rescue some people from the fallen city every day, seems to have achieved some kind of victory in the immediate disaster on behalf of these people, and the return of the convoy seems to have made the oppressive apocalyptic atmosphere in the base lively.

……

In a luxury manor at the base of Hongjing.

In the retro castle deep in the manor, an old man with a gloomy face is looking at the financial statements in his hand.

As the contemporary lord of the Zhengyang Foundation, after experiencing the powerful vitality that evolution brought to his body, he immediately sent an elite team of evolutionaries recruited by his family to go to the city to capture a third-order dog demon alive for himself.

Zuo Zhengchun, who has completed the second evolution, has turned white hair back into pitch black, and his loose muscles have become strong again, looking like a sturdy man about forty years old.

His own unique vicissitudes and ruthlessness add a lot to this good skin, and even the glamorous secretary standing on the side looks full of spring.

It's just that Zuo Zhengchun is in a very bad mood at this time, and what is hidden under his calm face is anxiety about the current situation.

The Zhengyang consortium has a monopoly on the domestic automobile industry and has a lot of influence on other industries.

After the light rain fell, although the previous agreement did not directly expropriate the properties of these consortia, it took the opportunity to absorb countless private groups and companies, and ** has posed a great threat to these large conglomerates.

The old man keenly felt that the weak**, who had never been faced up to before, was trying to ban the influence of the consortium with the support of the army and a large number of large and small companies.

Zuo Zhengchun looked east, and it seemed that he could see the figure of an old man who was always smiling peacefully from countless distances. He thought to himself, that person must have wanted to do this a long time ago.

Thinking of this, he immediately instructed his secretary to call his eldest son over.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man in a black suit walked in.

"Father, what do you command?" Zuo Siliang asked respectfully after entering the door.

Behind the thick desk, the old man did not speak, his brows were tightly locked, and a terrifying and fierce light flashed from time to time in his gloomy eyes.

The middle-aged man suddenly didn't dare to speak, and he didn't dare to disturb his father in this state.

The old man stood up from behind his desk and paced back and forth in his office like a lion trapped in a cage.

As a member of a small group of people at the apex of the times, Zuo Zhengchun, who has experienced countless ups and downs, saw countless dangers under the surface of the water almost instantly.

Taking advantage of this disaster, the ** that has integrated countless private capital will definitely try to suppress the consortiums, although those private enterprises are not as large and professional as the companies under the control of the consortium, but these enterprises include almost all industries, and they can already meet the needs of most people.

With the support of the military, the special management of the base will eliminate the traditional leading industries, and without the continuous super profits brought by the monopoly of the industry, it is impossible to preserve the privileges accumulated by countless wealth.

The footsteps in the office were calm and hurried, and the old man instantly thought of countless possibilities, but all of them pointed to the future where the consortium disappeared.

He jerked his head up and looked at a painting on the wall, an ink painting depicting the story of the Buddha cutting meat to feed the eagle. He looked at the painting with great fascination, and finally made up his mind.

"Siliang."

"Father?"

"What do you think of the current situation?"

Zuo Siliang kept figuring out the words in his head, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

The old man didn't wait for him, and said to himself: "The situation has reached the point of burning eyebrows, maybe in a few years, there will be no more Zhengyang in this world." ”

"From today onwards, cut off all redundant institutions and personnel in the consortium. Some traditional companies can't be transformed, so they will be sold to **, and the rest will be transformed in the direction of serving evolutionaries. ”

"Also, the security company within the family will recruit some more powerful evolutionaries, and the intelligence department will also be established as soon as possible......"

The old man said a lot to himself, but Zuo Siliang listened carefully, his eyes flashing with fanatical admiration for his father.

For many years, my father has not reformed the consortium drastically.

After today, the consortium will shrink by half on the surface, but in fact the real strength is much stronger because of the effective use of resources.

At the end, the old man seemed to be a little tired from talking too much at once, and he paused for dozens of seconds before saying, "That person in Iwacheng, cancel the operation against him." ”

Zuo Siliang looked up at his father in some astonishment, but he could only see the silent back of the person who had opened the door and walked out.