The two sat facing the window.

He Guangwei drank a cup of hot tea and reported the situation in the city in detail one by one.

Jin Li was not surprised at all, and pointed his finger at a few paper bags on the table: "Medicine." ”

He Guangwei: "None of them are left? ”

"None of them will be left!" Jin Li leaned back in his chair, his legs folded, his elbows resting on the armrests, his palms lazily supporting the weight of his head, and his sitting posture was casual and casual, but his tone was indifferent, like the water on the river in the middle of the night: "You only have two hours, three o'clock in the morning, if I can't see you, then I will acquiesce to your collusion." ”

That mountainside area was bound to be razed to the ground, and there was no room for it.

It's so domineering!

Time is precious.

He Guangwei lifted his eyes: "Can I protect someone?" ”

Jin Li raised his eyes to look at him: "He didn't touch my cake?" ”

He Guangwei hesitated for a moment, and finally said truthfully: "It's moving." ”

Jin Li's eyes were deep when he looked at him, like the bottom of an abyss: "No one has betrayed me a second chance, and there will be no elbow and armpit trouble." ”

Betrayal, once there is a second.

"Yes." He Guangwei leaned over slightly and took a step back, sighed inaudibly, and then asked, "You planned all this?" ”

Jin Li said frankly: "Yes! ”

Or do you think my weapons are so easy to hold? The meat in my pot is not something anyone can grab and eat, so be careful of rotten claws.

The weapons and equipment, including the supplies, were intended to invite you into the urn.

He Guangwei was silent, with inquiry in his eyes.

Jin Li smiled: "Think I'm cunning and cruel? ”

He Guangwei shook his head, he has been wandering in the poisonous fog for more than ten years, licking blood from the knife every day, he is not a good person, he does not feel cruel, he only feels that she is unfathomable and unpredictable.

At the beginning, Jinli found him and ordered him to go to this small border city with a sky-high reward. Speaking of which, he didn't have any doubts about picking up a batch of goods at the border, as a mercenary who had the highest asking price in the 'Black Cloud Altar', he didn't know how many such a secret order he had received.

Familiar with the way.

When he arrived at the designated place, he found that the villa area halfway up the mountain was inhabited by hundreds of mercenaries from all over the world.

After picking up, he realized that these people were all hired at a high price to wait for the pick-up.

Twenty days later, the end of the world came, but the lord assigned him an inexplicable task, explaining that he was dormant in the mercenary group, and the content of the task was only eight words: to do nothing is to make a difference.

And, the other party promised a big cake.

From darkness to light, with power and power, the temptation is great and unstoppable.

At this time, He Guangwei saw her true purpose, these people were to help her clear the cannon fodder in the border town.

If you want to take it, you must give it first, and you must really play a good game of chess.

Get the most out of the least cost.

The apocalypse suddenly came, and the ignorant cannon fodder carnivaled, chewing her supplies, holding the guns and weapons she provided, showing their might, cleaning up the zombies, planning the city, suppressing the surviving citizens by force, and occupying the mountain as the king.

As everyone knows, it is to help others make wedding dresses and pay the price of their lives.

If they abide by the agreement and stick to the rules, then maybe what awaits them is the wealth of the sky.

He Guangwei was in a complicated mood for a while, and the companion was like a tiger, and the tiger was probably to describe a ruthless character like Miss Lan.

"They're going back on their promises, and I'm using them, and that's fair, isn't it!" Jin Li seemed to see his concerns, and said lightly: "If you don't cross the line, you don't have to worry that I will unload the mill and kill the donkey." ”

"Yes." He Guangwei retracted his mind and said in his heart, how dare I! Isn't it good to be alive!

...…

It's a new day.

Lin Haicheng ushered in a new turmoil.

Overnight, the bosses who bullied men and women went west en masse.

Outside the city, several large ships slowly approached from the east.

He Guangwei went out of the city to greet him.

The young man guarding the city at the gate saw the girl who was as bright as a young cabbage heart.

The cabbage girl was clustered at the front of the crowd, followed by groups of men with loaded guns.

The identity suddenly changed, and the girl looking for relatives changed into a woman, took over Linhai City, and jumped from bronze to king.

The king was dressed in a plaid shirt and soft sheepskin boots, with dazzling eyebrows and eyes, and came in the wind.

She walked in front of the young man without squinting, her back was straight, her steps were calm and steady, and her posture was like a pine and cypress slowly coming from the top of the mountain.

With the change of power, the citizens inevitably feel another round of panic.

Will the new person in power be exploited again?

People stood on the side of the street, whispering and panicking.

The uneasiness was short-lived, and at noon, the workers who were building the walls on the site were the first to be appeased.

Apocalyptic food is the most intuitive way to give people the most intuitive feeling.

The thick meat and rice porridge in the bucket replaces the corn dregs porridge that can reflect a clear human figure before, the white and fat steamed buns, and the sesame pancakes replace the hard coarse grain mixed noodles.

Each person can also receive a spicy mixed vegetable shreds, and the portion is also sufficient.

If it weren't for the repeated assurances of the people who came to deliver the meal, as long as they kept to themselves and worked diligently, this would be the ration standard for their three meals a day in the future, and the workers would still think that it was a severed head meal.

Although Jinli picks and searches, she never picks at the little bit of food on these people who have worked hard.

Always take a long-term view.

Many workers whispered while tacitly hiding the lower half of the food and bringing it back to their wives, children and mothers at home.

In the evening, every household had another topic to talk about, discussing whether the new ruler of Linhai City could implement humanized management throughout.

It's dawn.

The radio sounded, informing the citizens to go to the square to pick up the new regulations.

Jinli stayed up all night with the main team members to study and discuss all night, planning and promulgating laws and policies.

Resolute.

The first group of citizens who got the legal brochure got together in a bunch of heads.

A said: "Yo~ Look, is this true? The construction of the city wall not only includes three meals, but also gives 3 points a day, you look at the front page that says 1 point can be exchanged for a white flour steamed bun. ”

B said: "It should be true, there is no need to fool us little citizens, we can't fool for a day, I guess it's true." ”

C said: "Look, there are still many jobs for us to choose from, and the old man can also sign up to guard the fields, farms... The more I look at it, the more mysterious it becomes, how can I plant it now, and still raise chickens..."

The cowhide is blowing so big!

Why don't you draw a flatbread to satisfy your hunger?

Ding said: "You are lonely and unheard, and now the new person in power is not simple, he brought many young scientists to our Linhai City, saying that he wanted to study a soil antidote, and with that thing, he was still worried that he had no land to plant and no food to eat." ”

A asked in surprise, "This is inside information, how do you know?" ”

"You know my son, right?" After a pause, Ding Po said with some pride: "He is working under He Guangwei." ”

B asked, "Who is He Guangwei?" ”

Ding was even more proud, and pointed to the sky: "The new one's direct confidant, the person who can talk to her directly." ”