Seeing Zhang Zhen coming down, Xiao Rong was busy preparing the meal, chicken stewed potatoes, no tricks, it was a very ordinary home-cooked dish in reality, but here, with a bowl of sweet rice, it can already make everyone feel heaven, including the self-proclaimed first-class killer Han Xiang.

A bowl of rice and a serving of chicken and potatoes per person, Xiao Rong also tasted chicken for the first time, and now she finally knows why chicken is listed as a rare item in the trading house.

"Big brother, I eat your apples and your chicken, but I don't have the money to pay you back." Zhou Ziyan prefers to eat potatoes soaked in chicken, and she even believes that this time she resolutely came to find the person who felt destined to be found on the bounty order was correct.

Zhang Zhen said while eating: "You are my hostage, I can't let you starve to death, don't talk when you eat." ”

"Yes...... But how could a hostage eat such precious food, the big brother wouldn't really want to sell me for a good price, but I'm not worth anything, it's not as valuable as this chicken. Zhou Ziyan kept talking, and she didn't stop talking.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhen won't sell you." Hua Ling pinched the chicken leg on her plate towards Zhou Ziyan, how could any girl compare herself to a chicken, and she was not as good as a chicken.

Zhang Zhen was actually full of sympathy when he heard it, but these two 'assassins' were also unprofessional, so he was really a little annoyed, and said coldly: "If you don't shut up, I'll sell you, and I can save me a lot of food and drink." ”

"I ...... I stopped talking. Zhou Ziyan was busy eating, even if she was sold, she had to eat more first.

Seeing that several girls were almost picking up the rice grains in the bowl, and licking the remaining vegetable foam and oil stains on the plate with their tongues, Hua Ling really couldn't imagine that such a thing happened in front of her, not to mention sensible girls in reality, even a three- or five-year-old child could not lick the bowl, and if she didn't waste half of it, she would be a good child.

The female eagle came back from the purchase and came in and reported: "My lord, when the cold night season comes, I have bought some clothes for the soldiers, and I have also bought a warmer, and I will send you the bill. ”

"No, what about the collar?" Zhang Zhen leaned back on the sofa and rested.

The mother eagle took out the collar from the multi-functional bag around her waist and handed it over, "I bought it." ”

"Let's go to dinner, you spend the night here today, I have something to go out later." Zhang Zhen took the collar and activated it with a green shield.

"My lord, I have to follow you to keep you safe." When the female eagle heard that Zhang Zhen was going out to be busy, she asked for help.

"No, I'm in town." Zhang Zhen opened the collar and beckoned to Han Xiang, who was burping on the side.

Han Xiang hurriedly walked over obediently, knelt in front of Zhang Zhen, pressed down the collar on his neck, stretched his neck and waited.

"You really don't resist at all." Zhang Zhen put the collar on Han Xiang's neck, a little surprised.

Hanxiang didn't worry but smiled: "I am now a slave of my master, and wearing a slave collar is a must." ”

Hua Ling looked at the red dot on the collar that she originally thought was a gem flashing with a surprised face, she found the same one on Leia's neck, Zhou Ziyan also had it, and now she gave it to this cute little girl who suddenly appeared, she felt that it was not a decorative necklace, and said with a little worry: "Brother Zhen, what is the slave collar?" ”

Zhang Zhen really didn't know how to say it, Hua Ling definitely couldn't accept or understand, and nodded when she saw that Han Xiang wanted to explain.

Han Xiang stood up and saluted Hua Ling, and said with a happy face: "Sister Hua, the slave collar is an electronic bomb lock, and the explosives in it can directly blow up people's heads......"

"Ahh Hua Ling exclaimed in fright and her face turned pale, it was so terrible, how could this cold fragrance still be happily worn.

"I'm sorry, I said there was a problem." Finding that Hua Ling was frightened, Han Xiang hurriedly bent down and bowed her head to apologize, and immediately explained: "In the last days, slaves are allowed by the rules, and the slave collar is a means used by the master to control the slave, supported by the laws of the end times, if the slave has misdeeds, or secretly leaves the master, the collar will be detonated." ”

"It's cruel." Hua Ling pressed her chest, this is simply a brutal act of slavery, this is a serious violation of human rights.

Zhang Zhen sighed helplessly, in fact, no matter how you explain Hua Ling, it must be difficult to accept, after all, in reality, it can be regarded as a relatively fair era for human development, and it is simply a paradise compared to here.

"No...... Do not blame the master, it is the duty of our slaves to wear a collar. Han Xiang was busy bending down again to admit his mistake and explain for Zhang Zhen.

Zhou Ziyan also said: "Sister Hua, it is right to wear a collar, we are now the hostages and slaves of the eldest brother, only by wearing the collar can the eldest brother reassure us, not to mention that Han Xiang is a killer." ”

Zhang Zhen felt that the explanation was useless, so he got up and said, "Hanxiang, follow me, and the rest of you don't leave the villa easily." ”

Hua Ling nodded, Xiao Rong had told her how dark the end times were, how suffering human beings were, and she could understand Zhang Zhen's behavior emotionally, but years of education and real life still made her very uncomfortable.

Qingluo has always kept a distance from Hua Ling, and when she saw that she was going to go, she hurriedly followed, as long as she could get the favor of her master, of course she would be very obedient.

Han Xiang was surprisingly obedient, and she didn't even ask where she went, but waited until she entered Flea Street before she spoke: "Master, the people on the street here are all trying to kill you." ”

Zhang Zhen watched some more strangers appear on the street one after another, and said lightly: "Isn't this the opportunity you are looking for?" ”

"Why does the master say this, Hanxiang is now the master's slave." Hanxiang said innocently.

"Oh, too." Zhang Zhen wouldn't entangle Han Xiang with what Han Xiang wanted to do, it was enough to know what he was going to do, so he opened the car door and got out of the car.

Seeing Jiaolong coming in, the butcher had already led people to surround the front of the bar, and martial law gave Zhang Zhen a safe space.

Zhang Zhen looked at the only inferior earthen rifle in the hands of the butcher and a few people and nodded, and then looked at the group of people with murderous intent behind the human wall, and swaggered into the bar, and the people who came from Hanxiang must be in the crowd.

There were not many people in the bar, and judging from the idle wine glasses on the table, there were suddenly fewer people, Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows and said, "You just emptied the bar?" ”

The butcher hurriedly replied: "Yes, my lord, a lot of people have come here recently, and for the safety of adults, I drove all the outsiders out. ”

"Oh, that's not a loss to the hostess." Zhang Zhen smiled at the black scorpion: "The wine that the butcher's people drink here is mine, and I will give you 10,000 crystal coins first." ”

"Your Excellency is so generous." The black scorpion was busy picking up the badge on the counter to collect money, and this 10,000 crystal coins was enough for this group of rats to drink for a month.

"Thank you, sir." When the butcher heard that it was 10,000, his eyes lit up, and there was still more than half of the cow, and some of it was sold these days, and everyone's life was very moist, and now there was wine for it, it was really a fairy life.

Zhang Zhen sat down in front of the cell head, pushed the wine glass over and said, "The cell head, do you have any suggestions for me?" ”

The cell boss raised his glass and said, "You have done a good job, and no one will do it better than you." ”

"But the crisis is still not over." Zhang Zhen sighed, the butcher and these aborigines are stable, but there are estimated dozens of unfamiliar faces, these people are not businessmen nesting in Flea Street, they are all coming for him.

"When the cold night comes, these people will be trapped here, which means that no more people will come, Bafang Town will not be closed because of adults, and it may be much safer if you don't leave the town." The cell boss took a sip of beer and said with a worried face.

Zhang Zhen looked at the dancers who danced day after day like robots and said, "Is there a way to break the deadlock?" ”

(End of chapter)