Chapter 9: Raw Meat Town, Second Night
"Why do you ...... It's this reaction......"
The beard stretched out his hands and gestured to meaningless shapes, as if this would make Zheng Nannan show the shock and surprise he deserved, but Zheng Nannan was still a stone and failed to satisfy his thoughts.
Zheng Nannan's interest in that pot of mutton was obviously greater than that of the hive in the fishing ground, a large pot of meat was almost killed by him alone, and the black pepper beer that he was not accustomed to drinking could also enter his throat at this time, and after the bitterness of the taste buds subsided, he tasted a little plant sweetness.
"Bee ...... He stubbornly blamed Zheng Nannan's indifference on Black Pepper Beer, believing that Zheng Nannan was not strong enough to drink, and his brain was temporarily paralyzed, so he failed to understand the meaning of his words.......
"Hiccup~"
Zheng Nannan ate and drank to his heart's content, slumped back in his chair and burped.
I can't remember that I haven't eaten until my stomach is round for a long time, after all, the nutrient solution is in the ratio of need, which can only provide the nutrients needed by the human body, and by the way, suppress the feeling of hunger.
"Uh, can you order another portion of this meat for me, and three servings of that rat meat noodles, pack them and take them away." Zheng Nannan stroked his round belly with one hand, pointed to the top of his head with the other, and said, "I still have three girls there, and I haven't eaten." β
The beard blinked his eyes, his eyes showed a little confusion, and he asked, "That...... About Hive...... My son, and the car ......."
"Go up and say." Zheng Nannan sat up straight, his eyes swept around, and said, "It's not suitable to talk about this here, you can understand what I mean." β
The beard's face suddenly realized, and he almost cried with joy, and said in surprise: "Yes, yes, you are right, I lost my temper...... So you said yes...... Oh, I'll go out and talk about it in a while, hahaha, I'll just say, I believe in my own vision, I can't be wrong, I know from the killing spree you went on to protect those three girls last night, you are different from the people here, you are different from them! β
Zheng Nannan was noncommittal and shrugged his shoulders: "You may have misunderstood me. β
"Hahaha, no, no." The beard regained his vigor, cocked Erlang's legs and called for two glasses of wine, his eyes were full of the essence of picking up the treasure, and he said happily: "When the world just collapsed, many friends advised me to stop doing car repair, and to throw my humanity into the trash can like them, and choose to be a beast that walks upright. But I have not wavered, I know that as a person, although I have not lived like a human being in the past few years, at least I have not lost my nature. β
The beard raised his neck and poured a sip of wine, and pointed at Zheng Nannan very firmly: "You are also this kind of person, am I right?" Hahaha, don't worry, I know, if we want to survive in this world, we sometimes need to pretend to be a beast, I know. β
Zheng Nannan automatically filtered out the moaning emotion of life without illness in his beard, and asked intentionally or unintentionally, "Where is your wife?" β
"Which one?" The beard took a sentence, then laughed, patted Zheng Nannan's shoulder and smiled: "This world is not easy, brother, I don't have your skills, I can live until now, and it is inevitable that I will make some difficult decisions at some necessary moments." β
The beard kept talking about some old things about his past, and Zheng Nannan didn't interrupt, just listened silently, and waited for the dwarf boss to hand over the packed meal, and then got up and beckoned the beard to retreat.
It was noon, the surface temperature had soared to almost fifty or sixty degrees, and every breath was a painful scorching.
Looking through the goggles at the streets of the dead city, the houses and roads are steaming in the distorted air, as if they will evaporate at any moment.
"Come with me to the factory, I have an ice machine in my basement." The beard was unusually generous, grinning and enduring the roasting, while beckoning: "When we finish talking about business, you can bring your girls too, this kind of ghost weather, the bus hotel is also like a steamer, my ice bed can be lent to you, hahaha, but I also have to stay inside, because it's too hot outside, hahahaha." β
Zheng Nannan didn't say a word, silently followed behind his beard, walked through the three huge oil drums last night, passed through a pile of car wreckage, and pulled open a metal plate embedded in the ground, revealing a rough staircase that snaked downward.
The bearded basement is small, and as he says, a rusty ice-making machine is still working, condensing sewage collected from a hose into dirty ice and dumping it into a concrete cistern.
Although there is no viewing at all, and there is a faint smell, it is really cool.
The ice bed he was talking about was a bed board above the cistern, and Zheng Nannan noticed that there were several iron chains hanging from the column on the side of the ice machine, and the end of the iron chain was a collar.
Zheng Nannan pointed to the iron chain and threw away a puzzled look.
The beard picked up a few pieces of crushed ice and rubbed the debut stains on his body, and said with a smile: "Man, hahahaha, but I don't have your ability to get such a good girl, it's just picking up some leftovers." β
"You find a place to sit first, I remember there are still some grass tobacco leaves on it, you wait for me, let's relax and talk." The beard looked very excited, and he made his way up the ladder on his own.
"I'll help you bring your son back, and you give me that car?" Zheng Nannan suddenly asked.
"Yes, yes." The beard was stunned for a moment, then turned around and smiled: "Don't worry, I have also covered the oil for your schedule this time." β
"I'm more curious about ......" Zheng Nannan seemed to consider the wording, and asked again: "Is it worth it?" After all, you don't seem to have that much money here, and you seem to have spent a lot of money today...... I mean, as you said, it seems easier to have another son in this world, doesn't it? β
"What about another hive?" With a 'I see' expression, the beard smiled slyly and whispered, "It seems that you don't know much about the hive. β
Zheng Nannan approached Luo Hu and smiled: "It's hard to say, I've been to several beehives, and they are all different......"
The beard's face froze, and the smirk just now was still hanging on the corner of his mouth before he had time to take it back.
"But for sure, you won't get a chance to learn about it."
Zheng Nannan restrained his smile and grabbed the blade of the blade in his hand into the chest of his beard.
The bearded eyes almost popped out of his sockets, staring at the short knife handle left on his chest in a daze, his legs were bent and weak, and he knelt down in front of Zheng Nannan, grabbing the hem of his clothes with both hands, like duckweed in the hands of a drowning man.
"For ...... What'......"
Zheng Nannan brushed his fingers away, bent down and slowly pulled out the blade of the hacksaw from his chest, and replied softly between the dull sound of the steel knife rubbing against his ribs, "I need a car, so it's more time-saving." Also, you don't know me. β
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"I'm back."
Zheng Nannan pushed open the door of the bus hotel, raised the food in his hand and shook it: "Let me tell you, the local mutton here is really delicious." β
The dying little nurse trio lay on the bed and responded weakly: "Thank you... Thank you... Boss..."
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As night falls, the hustle and bustle of Rawmeat Town resumes, and the people who had been hiding during the day are finally able to return to the surface and breathe freely in the air that is not so fresh.
The wreck repair shop is much deserted today, first, because there is no blood-pumping deathmatch show, and second, second, I heard that the owner of the repair shop has received a lot of money, so he left Raw Meat Town.
This is obviously not good news for the growing number of riders in the race. There is only one garage in town, and as the starting point of the final race, the riders need to put the finishing touches on their cars, so they have to go to the Hoarse Lodge 50 kilometers away for maintenance, which means that a lot of fuel needs to be consumed in vain.
"We can work together to put pressure on the organizing committee to provide us with vehicle repair and maintenance services throughout the process."
One of the riders had just relaxed on the slopes of the wild/hop hill and had made a few new friends who smelled like each other in the wild/hop.
"Impossible, there is only one reason for the existence of the organizing committee." A driver friend who was still reluctant to take off his metal mask late at night shook his head and muttered, "That is, to reduce the number of drivers as much as possible." It's a carnival of the end, not a naΓ―ve and imbecile F1 championship. β
As soon as the mask rider's voice fell, his skull exploded.
The burly man behind him wiped his brains off his hands and apologized to the other two: "I'm sorry, I didn't control it, Schumacher is my idol." β
The others were not affected by the vignette and continued to walk and talk.
"It's no wonder, it is said that the repair shop of the starting station is just the time to make a lot of money." The rider who walked on the edge also muttered a few words, and said helplessly: "But there should be other workers in the repair shop, right?" β
"Let's take a look." The strong man chimed in. Stopped, and asked another female driver with big breasts, "Do you want to be together?" β
"Huh?" The high-breasted girl spit out her cigarette butt and said confusedly, "Didn't you just finish it?" Again? β
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Wreck repair shop.
Zheng Nannan took the three newly harvested Xiaomi to sit around the engine oil campfire barrel, on which a homemade barbed wire fence was lined up, and a pile of charred meat pieces was lined up.
Zheng Nannan licked his lips and motioned to Tang Garlic on the side to stop fanning, while urging Shu Onion to sprinkle seasoning. The three sexy and graceful little nurses were covered with oil and sweat, and they all had loveless expressions.
"The owner...... Didn't you just eat a pot of mutton in the afternoon......" Li Qingjiao pouted, opened his greasy hands and complained: "There is no soap here, the mutton is so fishy, how to wash it." β
"Don't talk nonsense, cut some more." Zheng Nannan didn't look back, took out a bag of jingling coins from his foot pocket and threw it to Tang Garlic: "You go to the cave restaurant and tell the dwarf boss to bring a few barrels of black pepper beer." β
"Yes...... Boss. Tang Garlic stood up weakly, looked at the many riders around him who were gradually attracted by the barbecue, and said helplessly: "Boss, didn't you say that you should keep a low profile?" β
"Strategic adjustment, go quickly." Zheng Nannan seemed to be in a good mood and waved his hand to the surrounding riders: "Wilderness BBQ, are you together?" β
The surrounding crowd whistled and cheered, and immediately swarmed.
"Bring your own drinks, money and guns for meat." Zheng Nannan added.
The starving ghosts who came around collectively braked sharply, and the curses dispersed.
"Are they all poor ghosts?" Zheng Nannan was dumbfounded.
"Boss..."Shu Onion leaned into Zheng Nannan's ear and exhaled like a lan: "You will be the same in the afternoon." β