Not long after resting, the crow rushed over.

Zhang Zhen bared his teeth to let the black crow in, and lit a cigarette and didn't get up to greet him.

The black crow was very unhappy with Zhang Zhen's snubbing, but his anger was hidden under that gloomy expression, and he smiled: "There was a fighting outside the town last night, and I was relieved to see that Mr. was safe and sound." ”

Zhang Zhen leaned on the sofa and smoked a cigarette and said with a tired face: "I'm lucky to be able to enter the town alive, I didn't expect the Gopher Gang to summon a group of robbers and the Blood Shadow Assassination Team to kill me, it seems that this place will not be too safe." ”

The black crow smelled the smell of meat, looked towards the kitchen, and found that there was still a pork belly on the board, the rice cooker was steaming, and there were five large and small rice cookers cooking, it was estimated that everyone in the guards had food, he thought to himself that Zhang Zhen should not give these guards meat every day, but there was saliva on his mouth, which was the instinct of human greed.

"There was a riot on Flea Street last night, and half of my corps was protecting the construction site, so I really can't afford to divide my troops to support Mr. I'm very sorry."

Zhang Zhen pillowed his head on the sofa and said with a sleepy look: "It's useless to talk about this now, how long will the base last?" ”

Black Crow felt that Zhang Zhen was now more like the mayor of the town, he had become a subordinate, standing there and bowing and replying, "Tomorrow the internal construction will almost be completed, and then only the gates will remain, and the central tower is under construction, and it will take a few days." ”

"Well, people still have to rely on themselves." Zhang Zhen put out half a load of cigarettes on the table, stood up and said, "I'm sleepy and hungry after a night's fighting, the mayor will come and eat together." ”

"I've eaten, I'm relieved that my husband is fine, I still have something to deal with and I'll leave first." The crow was tempted to say yes, but it was a shame to sit at a table with a group of people to eat.

Zhang Zhen nodded, and went directly to the restaurant to eat, without keeping or sending the crow.

The black crow came out and sat in the car, watching the vulture brigade squatting in front of the villa, each of them had a lot of pork, potatoes, and radishes in their lunch boxes, and even a large piece of bread, with a face full of disbelief.

The assistant swallowed his saliva and said: "Isn't this sheep crazy, it's so good to eat for a group of mercenaries, isn't this meal worth tens of thousands of crystal coins?" ”

The black crow said ruthlessly: "It's worth money to us, but it's not worth anything to sheep, he's buying people's hearts and making the vulture brigade willing to work for him." ”

"Big brother, then this is too uninteresting, even the eldest brother is not invited." The assistant actually thought that he could go down and eat it once, for a few months, he had seen all kinds of food from the end of the world but had not eaten it, so he went to the construction site yesterday and rubbed a few pieces of boiled cabbage without meat foam.

"Let me eat with a bunch of slaves?!" The black crow said in a dark voice: "Drive!" ”

He was pondering in his heart, Zhang Zhen's attitude was obviously different from before, although there was a reason to anger him because he was attacked, but he shouldn't be so cold and arrogant, and it was the first time that he didn't give him face like this, could it be that his wings were really hard? So want to fly?

Zhang Zhen ate and went to the second floor to sleep, the crow should realize that he was in a showdown this time, and now the time is gradually ripe, he has to continue to make trouble, so that the crow begins to be agitated, if he doesn't make the crow a pet in his cage, it is impossible to make a big deal for the king.

When he woke up at about two o'clock in the afternoon, he found that Shelley was falling asleep in his arms at some point, so he helped Shelley pull up the blanket and take a bottle of water and walked downstairs.

Hua Ling was chatting with Sakura, Leia snuggled up to her, and Xiao Rong was used to standing more often, as if Hua Ling was the second master.

Zhou Ziyan sat on the sofa and listened to the chat, Han Xiang sat silently on the other side, and saw Zhang Zhen come down and get up to greet him.

"Master."

Seeing Hanxiang's greeting, Xiao Rong and Sakura were also busy saluting.

Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows, looking at the woman in the room, if Qingluo came over again, it would really feel like a harem.

"You go on, I'll go out for a while."

"Yes." Rong nodded, Hua Ling opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't say anything, and this room full of women also made her feel weird.

Coming out of the villa, Zhang Zhen called Xiao Yunfei and drove Jiaolong to the bar on Flea Street.

Flea Street suddenly became very cold, and there were almost no people on the street, and there was a sense of desperation.

The butcher's man at the door of the bar held a gun and guarded it, and when he saw Zhang Zhen coming down, he hurriedly saluted and opened the door.

It was quiet inside, but there were a lot of people, and the music was very low, and everyone stood up in unison when they found Zhang Zhen coming in.

"My lord, Chen Zhenhai is waiting for you inside." The butcher hurried to meet him, and his face was not as fierce as usual, and he seemed to have some fear.

Zhang Zhen nodded, and walked to the front of the dance floor, Qingluo came through the crowd, didn't say a word, just took Zhang Zhen's arm and walked in together.

The only butterfly dancer on the dance floor was still dancing, and everyone saw Zhang Zhen coming over to get out of the way.

Chen Zhenhai sat at the wine table facing the dance floor, watching the dance floor drinking bitter root wine with a wine glass in his hand.

When Zhang Zhen walked over and saw Chen Zhenhai's table, his eyes almost fell out in shock, six human heads were placed on the table in the shape of billiard balls, and the dripping blood coagulated on the table, as if the dilapidated table had been replaced with a red tabletop, but those heads with hair like animal hair and faces full of frightened eyes were more terrifying than zombies.

Chen Zhenhai put down his wine glass, dug the canned beef given by Zhang Zhen with his multi-functional knife, and ate it with relish in front of six human heads that exuded a fishy smell.

Zhang Zhen couldn't help but cough with his hand against his nose, this was too perverted, and the people behind thought he was digging human brains and eating it.

"My lord, this is my loyalty." Chen Zhenhai said while eating, those few human heads did not affect his appetite at all, and the food was delicious.

Zhang Zhen sat in his exclusive chair next to Chen Zhenhai and said to Qingluo: "Go up and dance." ”

Qingluo nodded and entered the stage, the butterfly dancer retreated backstage, and Qingluo, dressed in a fiery red dancer costume, grabbed the steel pipe and danced.

"Captain Xiao, enter Jiaolong and bring in two cans of beer." Zhang Zhen couldn't stand the bloody head placed nearby, so he lit a cigarette.

Xiao Yunfei glanced at everyone and hurried out of the bar, he was a little distrustful of these people.

Chen Zhenhai wiped his mouth after eating the can, took off his hat and took out the cigarette, a skull ring on his finger gave birth to a wisp of flame, lit the cigarette, and took a puff of enjoyment.

Zhang Zhen took the beer that Xiao Yunfei brought and threw it at Chen Zhenhai, tore open a can and drank it, put it on the table and said, "You made the movement last night?" ”

It was the first time for everyone to see Qingluo dancing on the stage, but at this time, more attention was on Zhang Zhen and Chen Zhenhai, the can, the cigarette, the beer, the head, all of which made them nervous, if they could sit there like Chen Zhenhai, enjoy the temptation of Qingluo up close, eating beef, drinking beer and smoking, what could be more comfortable in life.

Chen Zhenhai opened the beer and watched Qingluo dance on the steel pipe and said: "Kill twenty-three people, these six people are bounty hunters, assassins, marauders, and robbers, and there will be no one on Flea Street who can pose a threat to adults." ”

Zhang Zhen was stunned, "Twenty-three people, you killed one of them?" ”

"Almost, it should have been twenty-two, but someone happened to hit me under the knife." Chen Zhenhai took out a badge and threw it at Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen recognized that it was for the little boy, who didn't even live for three days, and didn't even spend a single crystal coin.

(End of chapter)