However, just after Wellington absconded into the desert, in the shelter that had gradually subsided, something terrible was quietly happening......

Vault A-011, basement level, inside the Tiger Hotel......

Wang Laohu is a good guy who mixes after the apocalypse, which can be seen from the fact that he can open a restaurant in the shelter. After the end of the world, the preciousness of food is self-evident, and for the vast majority of people, just eating enough every day has become a luxury dream. And in this case, he was still able to open a restaurant, and his means and connections can be seen.

After all, if you want to open a hotel, at least you have to have a stable purchase channel, right? Can in this thought, stable food purchase channels? There is no one else but the de facto master of this refuge: the Great Wall of Steel.

Wang Laohu's relationship with the Great Wall of Steel is so good, because he and the logistics director of this shelter grew up wearing a pair of pants. At the end of the day, Wang Laohu also gave him his own food, so that the other party did not starve to death. This kindness has always been remembered in his heart. After Fa Xiao joined the Great Wall of Steel and became the logistics director of the shelter, he naturally took more care of Wang Laohu, not only helping him get a permanent residence permit for the shelter, but also helping him build the hotel together.

And Wang Laohu, not only did his life get better and better, but also followed his hair and practiced the national art cultivated by the members of the Great Wall of Steel together, and he was able to kick the scavenger to death before, which also came from this. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the ability to suppress the thugs under him, after all, those thugs were ruthless characters who licked blood before the end of the world.

However, even if he was mixed up in this shelter, when the air raid siren of the shelter sounded, he should have coaxed it, closed the door of the store, and all his men and waiters huddled in the basement of the hotel, waiting silently. After all, those who can make trouble on the territory of the Great Wall of Steel are certainly not something people like them can afford to provoke.

Although the space was small and the air circulation was not smooth, Wang Laohu couldn't help but light a cigarette and slowly swallowed it.

One of his five big and three thick thugs was a little greedy and inhaled the second-hand smoke in the air, but still persuaded: "Boss, we don't know how long we will be in the basement, so let's stop smoking." It's good to save some air. ”

Wang Laohu glared at him and scolded: "Don't you enjoy Lao Tzu's smoking?" What nonsense, in the past two years, who have you seen dare to make trouble in the shelter? This is the territory of the Great Wall of Steel, where the dragon has to be coiled and the tiger has to lie down. It won't take long for the outside matter to be resolved, and the business will be opened at night. ”

"Yes, yes......" His subordinate was scolded by Wang Laohu, and suddenly he had no temper at all, so he could only nod his head in fear. There's no way, who makes people have backers behind them, they are different from Wang Laohu, they don't have a permanent residence permit. If you want to stay in the shelter forever, you have to pay a temporary residence fee to the Great Wall of Steel every month.

Although this cost is not a lot, if you sit on the mountain all the time, you will definitely not be able to live for long. But if you're going out and work as a scavenger to make money, the danger is not to mention, it's a question of how much you can get at a time, and you'll have to pay another entrance fee if you go to the shelter.

Therefore, it is not easy to find a job in the shelter, but I don't know how many people have died, especially if this job can support oneself. There are many people like this thug, who wear many hats, and are so tired that they can barely make ends meet. In Wang Laohu's place, not only do you get two meals a day, but you also have a salary to get, if you don't pay your own rent, it is simply a happier job than being a soldier on the Great Wall of Steel.

Although Wang Laohu's temper is a little short-tempered, it is common to beat and scold when he disagrees, and some people have no one in his eyes, but he has never been in arrears of wages, and the food given for two meals a day is also very sufficient. At least the waitresses in his restaurant don't have to sell their bodies in exchange for food.

In such a dreary and silent environment, except for the light thrown down by the lamp overhead, illuminating the somewhat smoky basement, the whole space, there was only death-like silence, in this environment, the waitresses sitting in the corner of the wall with their knees crossed, even lost the focus of their eyes, and the whole person was like a doll.

Wang Laohu was also tortured in such an environment and was a little restless, if he wasn't worried that it would be dangerous to go out, with his violent temper, he would have been unable to bear it for a long time.

After glancing at the watch on his wrist again, Wang Laohu couldn't help but scold: "Damn, why is time moving so slowly, when will the alarm be lifted!" ”

Of course, Wang Laohu was just scolding, even if he couldn't stand it anymore, he would never dare to go up until someone from the Great Wall of Steel came to inform him.

At this time, one of his thugs suddenly shuddered, rubbed his arms, and wondered, "Is this air conditioner turned on too much?" It felt a little cold. ”

The other person next to the thug rolled his eyes at him and said, "Are you stupid, the central air conditioner in the shelter automatically sets the temperature, who can adjust the temperature?" ”

Hearing him say this, the other bald thug also rubbed his arm and said, "No, it really seems to be a little cold, grandma's, this temperature is at least sixteen degrees, right?" When did this slammer be willing to play low temperature? Or is there a disturbance outside and the air conditioning line is broken? ”

Listening to a few subordinates discussing whether the temperature of the air conditioner is low or not, Wang Laohu, who was wearing a suit, said impatiently: "Look at your virtue, isn't it just that the temperature of the air conditioner is a little lower?" Or not a man? Do you want to go out of the shelter and soak up the sun? ”

One of the thugs said weakly, "It's cold at night in the desert, boss." ”

"Damn, you dare to talk back!" Wang Laohu suddenly slapped him on the head and said, "Then will I throw you into the desert tomorrow and sunbathe well?" ”

However, as soon as Wang Laohu finished fighting, he couldn't help but shiver, and then tightened his clothes and muttered: "Damn, at night, won't this air conditioner automatically turn up the temperature?" Why is it still so cold? ”

Rubbing his arms, Wang Laohu turned around and spun around in the small basement, but no matter how he exercised, his body temperature did not rise at all, not only that, but he also felt colder and colder.

And at this moment, the other thugs and waiters in the basement all looked at Wang Laohu in horror.

A more daring thug pointed behind Wang Laohu with trembling fingers, and shouted in a voice that was about to cry: "Old man...... Boss, you, you...... ...... behind you"

"What's going on behind me?" Wang Laohu roared impatiently.

"Behind you...... There is a ......" The thug trembled for a long time, but he couldn't finish his sentence.

It made Wang Laohu impatient, turned his head suddenly, and said in his mouth: "Damn, there are flowers growing behind Lao Tzu?" I want to see ......"

"Look at ......"

As if his throat was pinched, the expression on Wang Laohu's face was covered with fear, because he also saw behind him...... A man whose neck was twisted three hundred and sixty degrees stared at a pair of eyeballs that burst out of his sockets, looking at him in such a daze...... Look at him like this......

Today's second update, thank you for your support and happy Army Day

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