(Maopu Chinese) The sky has drawn down the night scattered with bright stars.

The hustle and bustle of the base gradually faded. Most of the soldiers huddled in their tents, guarding their comrades, hugging into the bosom of the quilts.

And in the slums of Liberty Block, it is bustling. Survivors who have been running for their lives for the rest of the day should enjoy their leisure time in the base.

Rows of tents are lined with dim flashlights, illuminating the streets in two rows. The snow on the ground, which had not yet completely melted, was muddy and trampled by walking survivors. Most of the tents on this street have a dirty paper shell hanging on the outside, with scrawled handwriting on it as a sign.

Survivors in tattered clothes walked in and out of the tents, most of them spitting smoke from cigarettes bought for food, boasting to each other about their exploits.

Some plain-looking women wore a heavy military coat and stood at the door of the tent with snow-white legs, although they were shivering from the cold in this cold environment, they would also look at the survivors with a smile, hoping to win their interest in themselves, and exchange their fishy bodies for some food.

Among them were young girls, who sat leaning against each other, oblivious to the stares of the men who passed at them, their dirty faces beneath their tousled hair, and even the bite marks and bruises. There was a look of emptiness in his huge eyes, and he looked at the food and drink in the hands of passers-by stupidly.

Chapped lips were covered with dander, and shoddy lipstick was applied to them, hiding the bloodless lips.

Poor and pathetic.

Suddenly, a man's big foot landed on one of the young girls, trampling her to the ground like a dead dog. Then the man stepped over her as if he didn't see it. After taking a few steps, there was a burst of laughter......

Zheng Ziheng, who likes to bully the weak like this, wore bright clothes, and walked into a big tent in the slum under the protection of the big eagle and the big Buddha. They were followed by sleeved slippers and chasing horses.

It is unimaginable that in this era of extreme scarcity of materials, there are many candles lit in the big tent, and the phantoms reflected inside are heavy.

On the 4 square tables, there are glamorous middle-aged women lying on each side, and she fiddles with all kinds of **** actions to attract the surrounding survivors to add weight to herself.

On the side are shelves made of wooden boxes, guarded by two people with a few hobbies, most of which are canned beer, soft drinks, single sticks or boxes of cigarettes, among which the liquor in the cup is the most eye-catching.

On one side, more than a dozen fierce men, playing or watching, gathered around a round table and played poker. Behind them are two huge standing cabinets. In front of the cabinet was a burning brazier, and an old man in a luxurious mink coat sat in a wheelchair and kept warm by the brazier.

That old man used to be a well-known big man in Chongtai City, and even in the last days, he was still thriving. Anyone needs a hobby, whether it's tobacco, alcohol, sugar, tea, or drugs, as long as you can exchange them for all kinds of bullets, you can basically meet their needs.

He is the chairman of the 'Tianyi Real Estate Group' in Chongtai City, and is respectfully called the old man of the Nine Dragons by the characters on the black and white roads.

Although in the last days, Long Jiuye is still the same. It can be seen that his ability is by no means general.

Zheng Ziheng led the big eagle and the big Buddha to the front of Long Jiuye, and the next moment, the men who were playing poker stopped playing the game one after another. stared at them intently.

Long Jiuye coughed dryly, then looked at Zheng Ziheng and said, "What do you want to order?" He seemed weak, but he spoke with a lot of energy. Not an old fool.

Zheng Ziheng looked left and right for a while, and then took out 20 brand-new 4s from his arms. 45mm bullets. The yellow and clear color immediately caught Long Jiuye's eyeballs.

"I need your manpower to help me with a little thing." Zheng Ziheng continued to say softly: "This is half. After the deed is done, there is a other half. ”

Long Jiuye's eyes rolled, and he guessed that this matter might not be complicated, so he nodded and said, "Yes." Say, what's the matter. ”

"Help me find a man. Twenty-seven or eighteen years old, he looks ......" Zheng Ziheng carefully described He Hao's appearance. When he spoke, he thought to himself, if he found He Hao and recaptured the light machine gun that he had snatched from the Big Buddha, what would a few bullets be worth?

Jiulong Ye nodded lightly after hearing this. expressed his willingness to take over Zheng Ziheng's task.

Seeing this, Zheng Ziheng talked to Long Jiuye, and with his sharp and humorous eloquence, Long Jiuye admired it very much. Zheng Ziheng was also overjoyed in his heart, if he could get the appreciation of his old man, he would also have his own place in the base in the future.

At this time, the slippery man looked at the survivors who were watching the naked women in the big tent, and he quietly stepped forward and stole some of the things in the pockets of those survivors with his incomparably skilled theft skills. Although most of them are miscellaneous knick-knacks - daggers, military thorns, gold ornaments, cigarettes, painkillers. Occasionally, you can also harvest a project value roll with a face value of 100 points and a grain roll of 5 catties. It's not a very valuable thing, though. But with the accumulation of this black wealth, Zheng Ziheng's team can be regarded as very rich in the base. Otherwise, he would not be able to easily throw out a deposit of 20 bullets.

And just after the slipper succeeded, when he was looking at the big eagle who was secretly protecting him with a "retreat" look, a powerful big hand grabbed his neck!

The slipper looked at the other party in horror and anger, and found that it was a stout inch-headed iron man. And this person is Long Jiuye's personal master-Prisoner Niu!

The slipper was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the prison cow, and then at the eagle blankly.

And the big eagle made a "boo" gesture, telling the slipper to keep quiet and wait and see what happened......

The prisoner bull grabbed the slipper's neck and led him to the poker table, and winked at his partner, who was also Long Jiuye's close master.

A master named Gluttony walked up to Long Jiuye, who was chatting happily with Zheng Ziheng, and whispered something in his ear.

Zheng Ziheng, who was still smiling just now, couldn't help but freeze his face when he saw Long Jiuye's face blackened.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Zheng's subordinates still have ninth-rate goods? Hehe, it's really impressive. Jiulong Ye couldn't help but sneer.

Zheng Ziheng smiled awkwardly: "Let the brothers get used to it...... Don't make fun of me. ”

Jiulong Ye waved his hand to the gluttony and said, "Since you are a guest, let that kid play with you."

"Yes." The gluttony retreated. Then he exchanged a look with the prisoner cow, and set up a chair in front of the table and pressed the slipper on it.

Then another close master named Pixiu took out a brand new 3 decks of poker and set up a gambling game, in addition to the prison cow and gluttony, he also participated in two other masters - Jianwei and mocking the wind.

The six of them happened to be on the table.

"This ...... What's this doing? The slipper panicked and asked stupidly.

"It's nothing, it's just fun." Pixiu, with a fair face, said softly, and then shook the 3 decks of poker between his hands, cutting the cards every two fingers, and throwing the poker into 8 parts. Then close in an instant, one hand on the table, spread out the front and back of the poker, each back side is appropriately leaking the suit of the next card.

After everyone present glanced at it, Pixiu reshuffled the cards again, and then, all the pokers were on the back of the white flower on a blue background, and one was not bad!

The big eagle and the big Buddha who stood behind the slipper to help them were dumbfounded, and they also gambled for more than 10 years, and they had never seen this kind of shuffle, which was shocking.

The chasing horse watched intently from the side.

The slipper blinked and asked, "No stakes...... How do you calculate it? ”

Everyone present smiled, and Pixiu spread the cards evenly with one finger and replied: "Just bet on everything on everyone."

Big Eagle understands that this group of close masters of the Nine Dragons Lord is going to have a black and black game! But he didn't have the slightest reason to argue, and it seemed that he was at their mercy.

The slipper nodded stupidly and began the game.

I originally thought that this skinny old boy would lose bare-ass if he couldn't last a few rounds, but he expected that in addition to his amazing theft skills, he even had amazing card skills!

Soon, the slipper killed the audience. They even won the weapons of everyone present. There were even 3 pistols, and there were even more bullets piled up in a corner of the table.

The big Buddha forgot to breathe and kept shouting "Okay".

Seeing this amazing harvest, the Great Eagle couldn't help but be afraid of this group of people, because it was not an ordinary organization to be able to get so many pistols inside the base. I even felt more and more frightened. If the who didn't see the situation clearly still won like this, I'm afraid it would be difficult for them to leave this big tent alive.

Zheng Ziheng, who was watching from a distance, was also frightened, and he quietly looked at Long Jiuye's face without the slightest wave. I couldn't help but marvel in my heart that this old thing was so determined, and he was still sitting so steady with so many weapons and ammunition under his hands.

With the prison bull at the table, he lost 2 gold necklaces hanging around his neck. Everyone present is running out of items to bet on.

The slipper smiled dryly: "I'm sorry, thank you for taking care of the big brothers."

The big Buddha on the side couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Just as the slipper took off his clothes and pulled them into his pockets and pulled the various materials on the table inside, Pixiu shouted: "Slow!"

The prisoner who was sitting next to him grabbed the slipper's wrist, and he trembled.

The big Buddha behind him counter-clamped the iron fist of the cow and said loudly: "What! What are you going to do! ”

The rest of the stickers in the field stood up in unison. Glaring at the Big Buddha. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if a spark could blow up this place!

"Sit down! What is this for? I am willing to gamble and lose, and don't be ashamed. Long Jiuye's cold words made those masters sit down one after another, what a boldness.

Zheng Ziheng, who was so frightened that he couldn't stand up, hurriedly answered: "It's a game, don't take it seriously...... Don't take it seriously. ”

"yes, let's play again." Long Jiuye said with a smile.

"Yes. Play again. Let them have fun, have fun, and ......" Zheng Ziheng answered again, and bit the word "fun" very hard, intending to let the slipper lose some back.

Pixiu said with a smile: "Master, it's okay, everyone is tired of sitting, loosen your waist." Then he turned to the slipper and said, "The game is not over yet, let's play alone." After that, the prison bull sent poker for himself, and as everyone left the table, Pixiu sat opposite the slipper.

The slipper blinked, calmed down his panic, and then responded. After seeing that Pixiu didn't take out any bets, he asked softly, "Big brother, what are your bets?"

"Fate!" As soon as Pixiu's words fell, the prisoner cow began to send poker, without giving the daze the slightest time to react......

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